Like I predicted, it’s been a crazy, twisty-turny kind of week.
Here is a brief list of some highlights and some lowlights of this last week in FenerLand… I’ll let you decide which ones are which!
We decided to go ahead with more surgeries for Nicks back.
I threw a bonafide temper tantrum over said decision.
Nicks brother Seth had shoulder surgery and stayed with us for the first 24 hours post-op.
I ate four doughnuts, in about two hours.
We got to hang out with Nicks cousin Brett, whom he hadn’t seen in over ten years.
I took a beautiful hike by myself and did some long overdue writing.
Nick and I met with his (our) new hypnotherapist/counselor for two hours!
We said farewell to a dear friend whom we probably won’t be seeing for a while.
I cleaned up a lot of puke and dog poop.
Nick had three acupuncture appointments.
He was phantom-pain-free for five whole days.
The phantom pains returned after the fifth day, but not as bad as before.
Target pharmacy failed yet again and caused Nick more unnecessary frustration and hassle.
I accepted that I’m terrible at playing poker.
We celebrated the Queen of England’s Jubilee with our lovely British (and Commonwealth) friends, and learned a bit of British history and gossip.
We saw his primary doctor after trying to get in with him for nearly a month.
We ate a therapeutic amount of frozen yogurt, despite our attempts to be dairy-free.
Nicks trainer at the gym suddenly quit, so we’re left to figure out what’s next and how he can keep it up and/or switch it up.
Nick peddled on the stationary bike for forty minutes, twice this week.
And… we’re pooped. Sunday is rest day, and lunch with my Dad. Last time to see him before his big surgery in a week.