Yeah, yeah…suck it up. It could be so much worse. Today was not painful because I have it so bad. It was painful because I pushed myself harder today than I have since this all went down. A walker requires both hands which is fine if you don’t ever need to hold anything while walking. I was so busy trying to do little things for my son that I actually ditched the walker at one point. Granted, I almost fell a few times but I started strategically planning my route to lean against walls, grab on to chairs, etc so I could get his food from the kitchen to the table. Then I had to get to where his bibs are, coerce him to come with me to the table, and help him climb up on a chair (highchair was obviously out of the question) so I could feed him with the good arm that was going numb from the carpal tunnel. Whew! And that was just breakfast.
I don’t know what I was thinking. Then again, I guess moms don’t really think about why. I won’t bore you with a play-by-play of the rest of my day but it was basically a lot more of the same sprinkled with a few trips up and down the stairs. I even managed to get 4 full size pillows and a large blanket up the 15 stairs to our bedroom in one trip; One long, painful, sweaty, dangerous, albeit stupid, trip. So yeah Bertha is pretty pissed off at me right now. I’m sure she’ll be handing me my ass tomorrow.
“There is no try, only do.” ~Yoda