Mary Hawkins

Not walk much until the 22nd.
Cheer on Sunday.
Survive our coöp board meeting without breaking out into flames.
Finish this week’s French homework.
Clean the bathroom.
Be active, but don’t hurt myself.

I’m still kicking myself about all the things I should have talked about at our coöp meeting. Our board president is batty and vindictive and generally not nice. She sent out a letter to everyone with a bunch of blatant misinformation and then essentially said, “that’s not what I meant. Could we move on?” at our meeting. My lawyer sister reminded me that if she shoots her mouth off, it’s an official communication and we can get sued for that sort of crap and we have to pick up her lawyer bill. See? Not happy making… Ugh.

I’m still achy from cheering on Sunday, but I bought a foam roller and aaaah! It’s heavenly. I was already trying to massage myself and stretch more, but the foam roller is really, really nice and got my knots out super fast. I’m still trying to figure out how much moving I can do without hurting myself again. I walked home the other day and then ran a bunch of errands yesterday and in combination, that was 6+ miles. Today my hips hurt in a new place and I’m worried again. I want to go roller skating, but I may just go home. Sigh.

Keep working on my French, roller skating and, well, everything else.
Reschedule eye doctor’s appointment.
Buy new shoes.
Not walk much until the 22nd.
Go to French class.
Do my homework.

It’s been an easy week, but also an annoying one. My meds have made me tired, so I pretty much get home and flop on the couch. My boyfriend has also been sick, so we’re a lot of fun…

Keep working on my French, roller skating and, well, everything else.
Go get groceries this weekend.
Survive my French class.
Eye doctor’s appointment Saturday. Reschedule once I hear from my insurance company about whether they only cover glasses or if they also cover contacts.
Hand doctor’s appointment Monday.

I’m in a miserable mood today. The doctor easily cleared me to take gymnastics, but he cautioned me against… wait for it… walking! Apparently that pain in my hip is bursitis, I was given meds for it and I’m not supposed to walk around more than I have to for 10 days. Arg! This whole thing is not making me a happy camper. At least I went to the doctor when I was actually hurting. I’ve had the same symptoms before and just been lazy for a week or so and had them go away. This time was especially bad, but at least I know what it is now…