I went back to work last week...half days. The first couple days were rough. I told the director that I had identified the problem and I would be in Thur. And Fri. Afternoons. The mornings so exhausted me that I was crawling into bed when I got home, waking up when Jim came home, staying up with him for awhile and then going to bed. Then I'd wake up about 2 or 3 because I'd slept during the day!! About the time I started falling asleep, it was time to get up again...so I was going into work tired. Thursday and Friday afternoons went MUCH better... Friday, I was feeling so good, I stayed late and finished the Fall/Winter Bookmobile schedule!
And paid for it Saturday. I felt SO good Friday...and Saturday it felt like I'd gone backward a week. I HURT. Saturday night I actually broke down and took some prescription med so that I could sleep. Today, I'm sitting around doing nothing...and feeling like a total slug.
The next couple weeks will be really broken up between a trip to see our grandchildren (1 hr. By air or 10 by car. We're flying!) and working Labor Day weekend. I'll have Labor Day off and the Wed. Before I'll be in Dr. Appts. All day. I'm hoping that after Labor Day, I'll be back to a regular full time schedule.
We handed off Mr. Big Stuff to his new owner on Tuesday evening. I'd written a 3-4 page book of Big's history and quirks and how I'd dealt with him, had all his medical records, his coggins, his bit and of course the halter with his name on it. "Cowboy" was really pleased with him despite the fact that he looked like a marshmallow on legs. All he's done since I got hurt is sit in a pasture and eat. LOLOL It didn't hurt that he proved accurate everything I'd said about him; A barn cat jumped on my leg and I screamed and shook him off (claws had gone right through my jeans) and my brave little trail horse didn't blink an eye or shift his weight. That was sort of impressive. And then of course when Cowboy asked him to lead off...he dug in his feet, threw up his head and refused! WHAT??? I Don't know you from Adam!!! You could just see him thinking it. So Cowboy backed him up three steps, started again and he led off like he was totally dead broke, loaded into the trailer and stood there quietly. LOL
Cowboy looked at me...said, "He is EXACTLY what you told me he was, right down to testing me. Don't worry, I've got his number. And when you get ready to ride, give me a call. I've got a couple of deadbroke geldings and since you gave me Big, I don't have a problem giving you one of them if they will work!" WOWSER!!
So... My world is getting back to normal. I'll let you know what the Drs. Say after my appointments on the 29th. Till then, it's all good.