Although I’ve posted a few ET entries, an entry about Annie’s dental fund (time’s running out, please donate!), one random fun fact and an April Fools’ joke, I haven’t written about myself in two months. Someone wrote me an email to ask how I was, and I thought some of you guys might be wondering the same thing. And the answer is:
Fine. I’m doing just great. A few details:
Obviously, I’ve been updating Charley several times a week lately, and that always makes me feel good. It gives me a sense of accomplishment, if nothing else.
Over the past several months I’ve been dealing with serious back pain caused by muscle spasms, practically every other night. Nothing like aspirin or ibuprofen etc. did anything for it. I’d consulted the doctor a few times on the phone and in person but none of the medications I tried seemed to work, except for one that the insurance refused to pay for because it cost $8 a dose. But I found another effective method: walking. Ten days ago, just because it was such a nice day, I went for a walk and wound up walking for like three miles, on the sidewalks and in the woods. Since then I’ve been for a few more walks and my back hasn’t hurt since. Yay! I hadn’t realized just how miserable it was making me until it stopped.
Last Sunday I had lunch at a nice restaurant with Michael, his parents and my father. (Mom and I did the Mother’s Day thing on Saturday.) A good time was had by all and I got the kind of mushy feeling you sometimes get when you’re surrounded by people who love you. In particular, because they are both longtime teachers, my dad and Michael’s dad always hit it off when they’re together. They continued to chat about things long after the rest of us had finished our meals and were ready to go. I think they’d be talking still if Michael’s mom hadn’t intervened. It was a really good day.
Today is Michael’s birthday. (My bad. It’s the day of the party. His birthday is actually tomorrow.) His parents are coming over for lunch to celebrate, presumably bringing a cake and gifts with them. I think later on his friends will be dropping by with their own celebration. I’ve gotten two presents for him and have already given him one.
Because I have bipolar, whenever I get happy I have to kind of check to make sure I’m just ordinary happy and not manic. Right now, according to my own opinion and those of the people around me, I’m just happy because life is going well. Of course I’m waiting for the pendulum to swing back the other way as it always does, but in the meantime I’m enjoying myself.
If I am updating Charley on a regular basis, and not writing about my personal life on this blog, this generally means things are going well. Just letting you know.