I am feeling like the walking dead. On crutches.
My bone pain has subsided, but now the joint pains are starting... for you ladies that have had babies, the best way I can describe this feeling is - when you are about a month or so before you are due, and you feel your hip joints loosen and not be very tight, remember that feeling? That is how my hips feel right now, and my knees. Not very steady on my feet.
In fact, I literally fell head over heels down the stairs earlier today.
But I will get to that in a little while.
First I feel like I must write today, instead of tomorrow or the next day, as I had originally planned, because I found out today we are running out of time.
This morning a well dressed gentleman came to my door (which I answered, and I promise I won't do again Margie) and he let me know that the world is ending in exactly 39 days. May 21, 2011 to be exact.
He was very credible, he had his own fliers he had printed out crookedly. My first thought was 'shit, now I can't even finish chemo' - what a bummer. I was gonna take a flier, but then I remembered the dooming date and got very busy all of a sudden. There's so much to do that I've been putting off.
I told the gentleman I had to go live in fastforward for the next month so I had to go, he gave me a sad look. I think I am not on his list of people he thinks will be saved with him.
But think of all the things I've neglected, like blogging for example. How foolish had I been, assuming there was always tomorrow and I could just take today to concentrate on healing and getting better. Well no more. Here is the post people. Take advantage, but don't take too long reading it. In fact, perhaps just skimming through it may be better... I bet you'll have to hurry now too.
We're all in this together.
Oh, and the stairs thing? Turns out I fainted while I was bending over at the top of the stairs, to pick up a dog toy to throw to our dog. I don't really remember much, which is good I guess. I know I called 911 and I know I slept for about 5 hours straight after that. Seems my bloodpressure was probably a bit too low this morning (they say i should EAT in the morning first... sigh, all these rules) and combined with all my chemo meds, it was too much for my body)
Tonight, Brad and I were gonna watch a movie (Can anyone believe he hasn't seen "My best friend's wedding?" - he's gonna so love it that I posted that on here), but now after pondering the days' events, we may reconsider.
There are probably better things we could do with our next 38 days.
Like go to Home Depot and buy a bigger lock to keep out the nutbars.