It's 12:54 pm. EEK! My weekend is disappearing.
I was just upstairs getting the guys to work on cleaning their rooms, and getting Ernie and myself to clean ours, but my back is killing me so I am back downstairs being more immobile. Being sick for so long was great for my back if nothing else. I laid flat for a good week and a half and since then have still been knocked out enough to lay down a lot too. It's just as I become more active and back to normal that my back starts acting up again. And of course I had to cancel the consultation I had with a surgeon because I was so sick....so now I don't have one until October. Oh well. Can't be helped.
I went online (foolish I know) to look up fatigue the other day. It seems crazy that I'm still so knocked out from being sick. The internet assured me that unless it turns out I'm dying of something mysterious or have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (which I don't) then I must be patient...that a severe virus can take weeks and weeks to totally get over. I'm not sure I like that answer but I think it's the best possibility so I will work on my patience.
Thursday I had a crazy day at work, Ernie picked me up around 6:30 and we headed over to Krannert Center for Ellnora's opening night. We walked in and immediately ran into seemingly everyone we knew. The place was absolutely packed and I was hoping adrenalin and a glass of wine would kickstart me. Not so much. Within about 45 minutes I said to Ernie, "uh....why don't you get a ride home with someone? I can't do this." I was glad he didn't do his typical thing which is to say then he would go to. He agreed and I walked about two blocks to the car and almost cried with relief when I got in. I was sorry to miss it but there was no question I wasn't up for it...and I can't stand for hours on end with my back like this. Oh well....another two years and there will be another one.....
The boys were somewhat surprised to see me. Owen was pleased because it meant I could help him with his homework. I looked at the page in the math books, thought about it, and said, Go ask your brother to help you." Thank you Leo....I just didn't have it in me to think about mean, median and mode.
The next day I napped in the afternoon, thought for a moment about going back to Ellnora but my home called to me. Saturday I had a work meeting at 8:30 in the morning, got home at about 10:00 and went straight to the couch. I ended up sleeping a couple hours BUT that meant I was able to suck it up and go out that night which turned out to be delightful. Hanging out with Sue and Kent is one of my favorite things; we went to Val and Bob's glorious deck party....amazing spread of food and music and friends. Then we wandered over to Ellnora and had a drink and chatted with lots of people until Sue and I got anxious enough that we wanted to go and sit down for the Lucinda Williams show. I know the tickets are reserved but the sight of all those people flowing toward the theater....
The show was absolutely great....I think it was actually a lot better performance than when we saw her years ago after the Car Wheels album. Afterward, o.k...I collapsed...but I did pretty good, huh?
This morning I slept as late as I could but I was woken by disturbing dreams of parts of the Maine coast being washed away. Perhaps just a way of ensuring that I don't weaken and go on vacation again....
This may have to go down as one of my more boring posts but it felt good to write it just the same. Between being so tired and so busy at the same time I feel like I'm not writing enough to keep myself sane.
On an unrelated note....can I just say that eating yellow watermelon is somewhat unnerving?