Trying to take care of sisters today. Charlie was puking and moaning much of the night, so I just read to her out of one of my research books (about the life of a Revolutionary soldier) until I started getting hoarse. Then after she went to sleep (around 5:00am), I rested until it was time to get up and take poor Sue into the dentist to have her teeth pulled for her upper denture. (Ouch.) I felt terrible for her, because I know all she'll be able to do for a couple days is just suffer.
It was hard to believe that just 12 hours earlier we had been at the beautiful Oregon Coast sitting at one of our favorite restaurants enjoying a lovely dinner against the backdrop of a glorious sunset.
Anyway, we cancelled our writing group meeting which was originally scheduled for tonight . . . actually we re-scheduled for next week.
Tomorrow night is my massage (again)! Considering how much it hurt and how sore I was, I can't believe how much I'm looking forward to it.
Today I was a teaching tool for a young medical student who was shadowing my doc. He got to do a breast exam and spend about 15 minutes listening to my 'complaints.' I got a kick out of him. (He agreed using leeches on my shoulder would make a cool blog entry, especially the photos.) Good news: After reviewing my lab results, we all agreed it was time to start taking Synthroid and see if it would help with my thyroid levels. I'm excited to see if this alleviates my low energy, I-don't-give-a-shit attitude (not to mention the stubborn weight thing).
Well, as Sue says, that's why they call is 'medical practice'! I hope when the soon-to-be-doc sees me on the news, he feels some pride at having listened to my breathing and massaging my boobs, hehe.