The sun is shining, the rest of the garden is in, I’ve been out walking with my cane but leaving it behind as I walk around the house. Spring feels like it is here to stay in Calgary and hopefully I will continue to have less pain and be able to be more active. My favourite yoga place is having a 30 Days of yoga (at home) right now and I wish so badly that I could join in. It is so weird and frustrating to not be physically active when you have labelled yourself a relatively physically active person. I mean, I was never super ripped or anything but I’ve always tried to incorporate physical activity into my day-to-day life and now I know walking around the block is a victory but my mind hasn’t made the change yet. I suspect it never will. I used to do squats while brushing my teeth and push ups every day. Not to impress anyone but because I have small bones and small muscles and not terribly strong already and felt I needed to keep active to keep what little strength I did possess.
Being able to put the garden in myself helps though. Being able to nurture my plants and move the pots around to follow the sun feels like something. It feels like a real accomplishment. And this week I was determined to learn how to use my overlocker and after a few frustrating failures I have finally got it working. Now I just need to make something. I have some old jersey I bought centuries ago (for babies) that is really quite thin (which I didn’t know when I ordered it but made me not want to use it for babies) but it would make a cute t-shirt for Oonagh who probably won’t mind a see-thru shirt. I would love to make Moira a really nice skirt but she is so cold all the time that even though the rest of us are in dresses or shorts she is still covered head to toe and wearing her fleece or a sweater daily. It’s also the age. I was pretty dedicated to wearing my brother’s clothing when I was her age and my brother and I aren’t anywhere near the same size. (Especially not then as we are almost 7 years apart).
What else have we been up to… Well, Mister & I finished our Humphrey Bogart box set although Treasure of the Sierra Madre wasn’t actually on it (in its place was a documentary about John Huston) and African Queen wasn’t even listed. We have got our hands on those movies and will probably watch them this weekend. Sabrina also isn’t in the box set but we already have a copy of it. Every afternoon the whole family has sat down to watch Digging for the Truth which is a History Channel docu-series from about 15 years ago. It leads to a lot of good family discussions.
It would have been wise to mark the half way point in the 100 Day Project with a spectacular blog post but instead I’ve been playing a lot of Animal Crossing in the evening and forgetting to blog.
All things considered I have been feeling quite well these past few days – although I have now reached the half way point of my current chemo cycle and the nausea and heartburn are starting to creep up on me. It makes it hard to want to cook and sometimes I can’t physically keep my eyes open even though I don’t seem to ever really fall asleep but other than that things are fine.
Moira is so freaking happy playing Animal Crossing these days that I have gotten into it too and have been sitting with her in the evenings – which is when she likes to have her gaming time – and catching lots of fish and trying to make my house look nice even though it only has a few things in it. I’m definitely not that much of a minimalist in real life (much to the Mister’s dismay).
We have also gotten back into watching The Great British Sewing Bee and are now on Season 5. This has inspired me to get over my fear of my overlocker and as soon as I finish here I am going to go back to watching videos on You Tube about how to use it. (Or more specifically: how to thread it without crying much.) Don’t ask me how the sock is going because it is currently having a time out.
I can’t seem to blog more than once every two days – which on the whole is more than respectable I think. When this project is over I think I will try and keep up with it but about three times a week. I would be really happy with that.
Today I went for probably my longest walk yet. Last weekend we went to Confederation Park and the family pushed me around in my wheelchair although I did get out and walk for a bit with my cane. This is a big park near our home where I used to do daily 5km walks. I try not to think about whether I will ever get back to that level of activity. Certainly not with my back the way it is right now. But there are plans to fix some things which I will know more about later this week.
I was keeping up with the sock knitting but made it too short and then had to rip back a whole lot and now I’m not sure how to fix it. I can’t decide if I want to go and try and fix it and watch the first episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer – which I haven’t watched in years. Or if I want to go and play Animal Crossing for a little while and worry about the sock tomorrow. If only all my dilemmas were this unimportant.
(These current blog posts are part of my #100dayproject and are written quickly and posted without significant editing. They are what they are, mistakes and all. Much like me.)
I have no nice photo to add to today’s blog post. I don’t even have a crappy photo to add to today’s blog post. But yesterday I could have taken a really great photo of a really sweet moment between my girls but I didn’t. And you know what? Not taking the photo was hard. Just being there in the moment was physically hard for me. I know that is weird. I know that is wrong. But it doesn’t make it any less true. Phone addiction is real guys! At least mine is.
The last couple days I have also been toying with deleting my Twitter account. I do enjoy some of the interactions on Twitter but for the most part it is a truly awful place with people trying to out wit one another or just on there to bully one another. Since I’m trying to set and example of good phone & social media usage for my daughters maybe I just don’t need another place on the internet to waste my time. Also Trump is truly a horrifying person so why do I need to be one more place to hear people complain about him? I don’t. I really really don’t. So even if I’m just writing into the void here for myself at least it is something.
Also I learned a really important phrase in my Latin lesson today: Ubi bibliotheca proxima est? Where is the nearest library? This will hopefully come in useful if I ever travel back in time to ancient Rome. I miss the library.
The nice thing about putting my phone away is that I have been reading more. And I am in love with this book – The Home-Maker by Dorothy Canfield Fisher. My edition is by Persephone Books and you can find a really good write-up about The Home-Maker here. I haven’t finished the book yet. I’m enjoying it so much that I am trying to slow down and not devour it. (Also I’m re-reading War & Peace right now so I am going back and forth.) There is a part where the youngest, Stephen, who is thought to be the devil incarnate but is really just young (five) and reacting to his mother’s dominating and bitter moods finds his Teddy that she has taken away and the description is just magical. I wanted to type it out for you but it is just too long and I don’t have the energy to do it justice right now. But the whole book is worth it for that one scene with Stephen and his Teddy.
Somehow yesterday I completely forgot about my blog until I lay down to go to sleep. I’ve been in discussion with the pain management clinic at the cancer centre and am now on a new plan to manage my pain. It seemed that no matter how much they increased my old medication it just wasn’t working at all anymore – and that happens. In the beginning (last June) I could take just a little bit and it would work but also lead to brain fog and drowsiness. Now I was taking much more and had no brain fog and rarely had any drowsiness and also I never noticed a difference – certainly not in my pain levels. Hopefully this new regime and new drug will work. Finger’s crossed. Whereas my hopes and wishes used to be wide and deep my hope for this summer is to be pain free and mobile enough to walk to the library (or that distance) with my daughters. I just hope that isn’t too much to ask.