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A menopausal 30 year old, over two years after hysterectomy, struggling with body changes and weight gain.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Short Update

My sister took care of me this weekend and looked up how long my COBRA lasts.  I thought it was 12 months, but it's 18!!!  This would be a larger victory if I could afford the COBRA on my own.  Derp.

My sleep study consultation is tomorrow at 11 am.  I'm not looking forward to it.  I have a feeling they're going to scold me.  It's only supposed to last half an hour.  I had to fill out this huge packet.  Maybe something good will come of this and I'll be able to get a good night's sleep for once in my life.  Even when I was little I had a "noisy brain" and couldn't shut it off long enough to sleep.  Seroquel helped that a lot, but I got to a point where I was sleeping the majority of the day.   I quit taking the Seroquel and didn't have anymore real problems with sleep until my surgery.  Now I'm always tired, no matter how much sleep I get.  Curse this wretched body.

OH.  I got a massage on Sunday.  I helped Nathan move all of his furniture on Saturday and my back went out.  I also sprained my other ankle.  Not the one I rolled kickboxing, thank goodness.  During the massage my back was KILLING ME.  There were a couple of times when I wanted to yell at the guy to stop, but I'm glad he didn't.  He was working on my ass since I told him that's where my muscles get the tightest.  He used pressure on these 6 different spots on each cheek.  For the last spot he kind of pushed my ass cheek up, hard.  When he was done with my second cheek and did the shove up thing, my pain went away.  My back is still kind of stiff, but I'm amazed by the good it did.  Maybe I'll start doing that instead of the chiropractor.  I get a total of 5 minutes on her table for 45 bucks.  I can get a whole hour of massage for 60 bucks, and I think you all know how much I love back rubs.  "Back rub slut" is the term Nathan uses.
Tyne and Squirt, after he was done with the massage, he pulled the sheet up over my back and tickled me!  For the rest of you that may sound weird.  He didn't actually tickle me, he ran his fingernails over my back and gave me goosebumps.  My mom's done the same thing since my sisters and I were babies, and all three of us are addicted to it.  Each time we're home we fight for a spot next to Mom so she can tickle our backs.

1 comment:

  1. Hooray for massages and COBRA extensions! I'd say go for more massages if the chiropractor is *that* expensive for so little time. They're pretty good at East Village Spa. I think I'm going to go back in another month after I get my new running shoes broken in. Maybe after Race for the Cure. Let us know what you find out about the sleep study.

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