I have spent much more time at home these days. It isn’t fun to go out when you look like a drunk man walking.
I’m still not convinced the entire problem is with my vestibular nerve–even though the medical tests prove otherwise. I am, however, convinced that God is punishing me for being hyperactive.
I have a million and one interests–not one that I am able to dive into without going full-bore like an obsessed lunatic. My occupational therapist tells me I am overdoing it–whatever the hell that means.
What does the average person do in one day? One week? I don’t know what to measure myself against. Most people work outside of the home. I don’t. I assumed that meant I have more free time. The OT asked me what I do to relax? I told her I blog, read, garden, socialize, and cook. She tilted her head to one side and gave me a funny look. She then asked me the same question, only more slowly–as if I hadn’t understood the question the first time she asked,
“No, I mean what do you do to relax?”
Apparently, my idea of relaxing did not match her idea. I asked her what one does to relax–stare at a wall?
“Well, no,” she said , “they might use meditation or yoga.”
Then, I got it! She was asking me what I do for ten minutes out of my day. You know, the things I have to force myself to do while watching the clock and thinking about the things I’d much rather be doing–like cooking or cleaning.
Hmm. Well, this is going to take a total life change. Maybe the Universe is sitting on me and demanding I “Be still!” I feel it, I really do.
Today I have the added bonus of lower back pain. I bent to lift the toilet lid (good Feng Shui to keep that sucker closed!), and I felt a pain shoot up my spine that knocked me down on the floor. Great! I suppose all of the imbalance and hobbling around has taken a toll on my back muscles.
Mark came home, cooked dinner, and massaged my lower back. Now he is making oatmeal cookies–he has all the fun.
Oh, and my OT told me not to be online for more than thirty minutes at a time. The same goes for reading, television, cooking, shopping, etc. Apparently, these things really work the brain and stimulate the vestibular. I guess I’d better get back to staring at my wall–which, by the way, could use a good scrubbing. Just sayin’.
IN OTHER , More Interesting, NEWS!
I bought a great game after Christmas. Yeah, I know it requires brain stimulation, but I love it!
People who love food and cooking will really enjoy this game. It’s also very educational.