A Decision Made

Further to the Klutz of the Year award a vote has been taken and as pictured above a decision taken on my new work uniform.
It has been a toss up between bubble wrap and full on hockey equipment.
Either way one hot flash and I am going to look like a cooked lobster.
So instead I will slow down.
Look both ways.
Hold the rails going up and down the stairs.
Slow down.
Listen to my body and arm if it is telling me it is sore.
Last week my right elbow reacted to the fall I took the previous Thursday.
Thursday I left 15 minutes early because my elbow-the pain made me cry.
It takes a lot of pain to make me cry.
I have a high pain threshold so I feel a right baby that I cannot manage.
And Motrin is now a very good friend.
Still holding firm on that one.
Friday I managed to work from 7:15-12.
15 minutes to make up for the previous evening.
And oooops must back up.
My elbow had been steadily aching and even with being off Wed it was not feeling right.
Never mind the swelling.
I had called and gotten a slot for a doctor call.
I knew that it was not broken but there was pain.
Pain that becoming increasingly difficult to manage and or ignore.
He wanted me to either leave work early or go in first thing in the morning.
Neither of which were going to happen.
Saw my boss and arranged to come in 7:30-4 so I could go for an x-ray.
Circle back to my working 7:15-12 Friday.
By 9:30 I was in pain crying.
Noon I was home icing my elbow.
Called and began my worker’s comp claim.
Have never had to claim one of these ever.
First for everything no matter how old you are.
Went in for my x-ray and back home.
I spent the weekend and yesterday off at home.
Not using my elbow at all.
Do you know how difficult it is?
Because although I am left handed I am right handed dominate when it comes to doing tasks.
Laying on the couch is only doable for so long.
I washed dishes because I hold plate/bowl in right and clean with left.
Constant battle not to let right arm take over.
Scoop cat litter.
Right arm wails at the left arm’s weak shaking and scooping.
I did it though.
I succeeded in subduing the stubborn right letting the loopy left take control.
I think they may be conspiring against me but I am getting side tracked here.
And if you think I am strange thinking that my body parts are scheming against me look at yourself first.
Certain things happen when you do not listen to your body.
In my case I need to be in agony but hey that is just me.
Most people are smarter than that.
I think.
I have not run a poll.
Aren’t you (lol in my head I started to say ‘Orange you’ ) glad you do not have to sit at a table with me having coffee?
That at any time you can take a short break from my non-stop babbling and convoluted way of storytelling?
On and on and on I go.
Where I stop even I don’t know.
Monday I called and the x-ray came back as normal.
No broken bones.
Which I knew.
But there is still pain.
I was in pain.
I am unable to speak to a doctor yesterday and I cannot continue to take time off without seeing a doctor I am off to work today.
I do have a call scheduled with my family doctor on the 9th of Feb.
Take my 15 minute coffee and a call.
Few things including my elbow to discuss.
Like the toe that looks like there is a piece of bone jutting out but isn’t.
Need that looked at.
Blood work up would be a good idea.
Has been over three years for that.
Elbow .
I would really like to get to the bottom of that.
I picked up some tensor and will wrap my elbow at work.
If I discover that it is bothering me I can get a sling and rest it.
Plus ice.
Saturday is my massage day so that too will help.
Muscles worked and relaxed.
Come home and soak in a THC bath bombed bath.
And a nap after that.
I bought a 1000 piece puzzle for T and I put together.
As we sat sorting pieces yesterday morning we were discussing it.
That it was his first time doing a puzzle like this.
T: Don’t you think that maybe you should have started with a smaller amount of pieces?
Me: Why?
T: Well because I have never done this and 1000 pieces seems like a lot.
Me: You know I have done these before right? That I am not a Puzzle Newbie?
T: You have? When?
Me: Chichi and I use to do them. It was always fun.
Did I help from start to finish?
Probably not.
But I do remember mom doing them.
I do remember on occasion helping out.
And it also helps with his abstract reasoning.
His ability to pick out and connect the right pieces without the mashing or trying every piece until you luck out.
He was doing well yesterday.
We worked on it for about a half hour before I called the doctor office.
The afternoon we spent on his ELA and math.
There was a struggle with his ELA and complete sentences.
We went over where he needed to change his answers.
We argued over his reading.
T: I told you I have the brain of a grade 3’er.
Me: No that is bullshit. You want someone to do the work and give you the answers. That is not how it works. Read and read carefully.
T: I am.
Me: No you are not. You said you could not find the answer and I found it in the first sentence of the article.
T: Well you read faster than me.
Me: You need to read it period.
Math was easier.
The wrong answer was the right answer.
That did confuse T a little as it did me until I again read the instructions and looked at the example.
After he finished the assignment he looked over at me.
T: Well I guess I could have taken a couple of ways.
Me: Were there other ways?
T: Yes but I went the easy way.
Me: Oh ok.
Left it there.
This morning it was the shower but once I got him in there he was ok.
Coffee and toast and he was ready to start his day.
His dad picked him up and as I finish this off I realize that I have enough time to down a cup of coffee and get going.
Happy Tuesday all.
ยฉFeb. 2/21
Picture of me mine the other is a gif

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

8 thoughts on “A Decision Made”

  1. It really sounds like you have a bad case of tendonitis, has the dr mentioned that? My husband has it and he says it hurts like the dickens. He wears a brace just below his elbow for several hours a day and is SUPPOSED to do some exercises, but he is not. I pray you do whatever it takes to ease your pain. ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ™

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  2. Good luck with the jigsaw….corners, edges, bits that seem to go together, the rest (sorted by number and orientations of holey bits and knobbly bits). Here’s hoping your elbows better soon ๐Ÿคž

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  3. So sorry about your elbow still giving you grief. Sounds like youโ€™ve either trapped a nerve, or heavily bruised it. Either way, painful. ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค— what is Motrin?
    I love The conversations you have with T. They make me giggle. Love you sis ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–

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    1. I am not sure but I wrapped at work yesterday and used a dolly to pick my orders. So not wrestling to turn carts helped. And I also made sure that I did not pick up things like milk jugs. I am a terribly heavy packer though so that too is taking a bit of adjusting. I.E. I pack my boxes and bags heavily.
      Motrin is like Advil/Aleve. Ibepeupherin?
      An alternative to Tylenol.
      Guess who got checks on all the work mom helped with regarding sentence structure and capitals etc.
      And guess who did not get marked on the two he chose to do his way.
      Apparently mom is right on occasion.
      Math he got one wrong which invalidated the whole work sheet because ‘there is only one right way to the end’.
      Love you too sis.


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