I got a lot done today, thanks to my mother waking me up before nine this morning. I finished my editing and worked on my introduction. I also helped her put up the Christmas tree. My sister is going to help her put the lights on later because I suck at that.
I am getting a little worried about how my intro is going. I started writing about my illnesses and then starting talking about my CES injury and where I was at with that. Then I felt like it was TMI for the intro. It also was filling me up with grief so I had to take a break. I then emailed my support group and asked if that was ok to put. I just don’t know how much of the CES I want to put out there. I know I should probably put it in one of the chapters that does deal with CES. Maybe I will write it out and then cut and paste it there as sort of where I am today section.
I got pretty overwhelmed with emotion and PTSD symptoms. I just couldn’t handle the anxiety of what I was writing. And I couldn’t believe what my life has been reduced to. It is a loss that I can’t recover from and I don’t know if I ever will recover from. That what sucks with CES. You might recover but it takes months or years even. As far as my ankle goes, I don’t think there will ever be a recovery. I don’t know if it will get worse, only time will tell. Until then I just try not to use it as much as possible because it gets angry when I use it. I know it shouldn’t do this. You should be able to use your ankle the way you are supposed to at anytime. But for some reason with my left ankle, the more I use it, the more pain I get from it. Like today, I went up and down the stairs I don’t know how many times. I went to my sister’s apartment on the first floor for coffee, then went back up to my room. After I finished my coffee I went downstairs to rinse the cup off. Then went back up to my room. I did this repeatedly most of the day today. My sister needed some help cooking some chicken wings so I had to go back to her apartment (she lives on the first floor while I live on the second). I must have made at least a half dozen trips. And I know come eight o’clock tonight or soon after I am going to be hit with pain. I sort of prepared this time. I took some pain meds a little while ago to prevent pain from happening. Sometimes this works and I hope this time it does. I don’t want pain that I had last night. I had zaps going through my toes that were wicked painful.
I still am tempted to call my therapist tomorrow to chat. I just have been going through a lot of pain that is driving me whacky the past few days. I don’t feel like doing anything, other than cutting my ankle off. But I don’t have any big power tools to get the job done. I told my sister I want a chainsaw for Christmas, but I don’t think she took me seriously. I often wonder if I could really do such a thing. I know it will make a mess. All I keep picturing is the scene from Scarface when the guy dismembers the other guy with a chainsaw in the bathroom of the motel room. Not a pretty picture.