For some reason, the past 2 nights have seen me wide awake in the middle of the night, and unable to get back to sleep. Monday night, from just after 2 until around 4am or so, and last night, I again woke around 2 and was still trying to get back to dreamlamd when the alarm went off at 5am. A nap in the day seems to fix the lack of hours of sleep, but it's really not the schedule that I want my body on. Oh well, hopefully tonight will be better.
Roger the Lodger (the stray cat that somehow made it's home in our yard) let me stroke his/her head on Monday and then again yesterday, twice. The second time, almost with a wanting to be petted. I've been putting iced water and food out for him/her. I wish the taming would go quicker, so that we could make a trip to the vet for shots/deworming and defleaing, in one fell swoop, and see if spaying was needed or had already - at some previous time - been done.
I am getting on pretty well with the My Fitness Pal site, and am thankful it is quite an easy way of keeping track. I think I am going to give their Premium a try, to see if it will allow me to track all my individual vitamins and minerals. It's so hard to guesstimate where I'm at with each during the day, and I have to be on top of all of them, because of the way my body reacts to too much potassium, or B vitamins, magnesium, zinc etc. It's strange how easily one pops a multivitamin daily when younger, yet ends up being able to take only a quarter or a half , and then maybe only twice or three times a week, when older because one's body has decided to go skew whiff.
My front porch "greenhouse" is working well for me. The 2 Lychee plants are growing well. My one surviving spider plant is coming back, my pothos and her now separately-potted babies are flourishing, and I have planted 3 more Lychee pits and 3 Cherry pits. We shall see how they do. In the kitchen, I have 3 more pothos cuttings in Miracle-Gro water, waiting for them to root so that they can then be potted.
It's nice to be growing again and surrounding myself with greenery. I have missed it over the years, but this Spring reawakened something in me, and hubby built my raised beds outside, we cleared off the front porch and kind of made a sunny seated area that I'm also using as a greenhouse, and it's like I've got my groove back.
On Sunday, we spent the afternoon over at my grandson's house and my great-granddaughter, Lily, who is a very independent toddler, came and sat on my lap and we "read" a book together for about 20 minutes. This is the first time that she has even let me hold her. It was a smashing moment.
Poor Kassle, their Great Dane, hated being confined to the kitchen, because of my fear for him. We made progress too, in that, I stood maybe a foot away talking to him, at one point, and then actually stroked him before leaving. I desperately want to lose my fear so that he can relax in HIS home whenever I'm there, he is such a sweet baby, like they always say (and I told him) "it's not you, it's me".
I don't know if it's part of a long-Covid "thing", and I def did not have Covid anywhere near as badly as my husband, but it now seems that I find it harder to focus on certain things. Keeping my thoughts on track, and getting frustrated when I can't, is making working my business, more difficult. The blogs that I do for that require technical input and my brain just feels overwhelmed at even trying to put stuff together. It's annoying, to say the least.
Hubby's long-Covid, as they call it, he still has the shakes sometimes, the raised pulse, and the leg pains. He has the brain-fog and can't remember things a lot of times (joining me with the "Did I? Didn't I? " moments that have encroached on me in recent years). He also still gets the night sweats and general aches. Considering he had what the doctor says was the triumvirate of Covid - brain swelling, hardening of the tissue around the heart, and double pneumonia - as she tells him at every visit, he is a miracle, and lucky to be alive. I'm just thankful he is. I almost lost him in January, and have no idea how I would have dealt with that.
So that's where I'm at in my world, right now. I'm thankful for all my blessings and grateful to be alive.
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