Little Better Today

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Today has been a much better day. My back was still temperamental this morning, but it has actually improved throughout the day. I have been able to walk a tiny bit and only required meds once all day, early this morning. I hate to be hopeful but that’s just how I am. Always hope for the best, and just deal with it if that’s not what I get. I am hopeful I will be able to go to the pool tomorrow for the low impact class. I have really missed the water the last few days.
My goal for this week is to try to get my sleep pattern steady again, which will be easy if I can stop taking the meds. These extra naps because of the medicine have made my sleep erratic again and I want to get back to sleeping full nights. Not only because it is good for my body, but it’s also the best thing for my mental health. I am happiest when I’m sleeping well and waking up before the sun. The world before dawn is my happy place. The silence and stars let me meditate and recharge, and then I get to watch my world wake up. My old soul loves it.
After I slept off my medicine this morning, my dad and I finished my new closet. I’ll take a pic and put it in the comments later. I’m actually out of the house right now! I felt well enough to get in the car and take my daughter to the car wash. I also picked up her new stroller for our trip to Disney in December. I’m very happy she’s home. I missed her so much while she was gone with her Nana, but it was better for her to not be stuck at home with me not able to do much of anything. I’m hoping I can take her to the park again one day this week because we both enjoyed that very much. I look forward to the day I am fit enough to actually play on the playground with her too!
She and my husband are shopping right now so it was a good time to write. Gonna go home and wrap up my third rest day and pray this lessened pain lasts so I can get in the water every day this week. I am staying hopeful!



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