All time passes. Sometimes this is a sad realization — I think of the scene in To the Lighthouse when Mrs. Ramsay presides over the end of her triumphant dinner party, and is trying to hold on to the scene even as she sees it disappearing into the past.
And sometimes it is a happy realization — even in the worst moments of pain over the past week I knew on some level that this could not last forever. But sheesh. Not my favorite 168 hours.
(For anyone just catching up — most likely a pinched nerve, inflamed disks in my slightly too-curved spine, etc., which sends pain radiating down my right leg. I’m now on steroids and painkillers and it is slowly improving, but there have been chunks of the past week where moving has been impossible, and parts where even lying in bed I haven’t been able to get comfortable.)
A few observations. First, I apparently have enough clothes to make it through two weeks or more between laundry cycles. It helps that I haven’t been changing clothes all that often. In my family, all the adults do their own laundry, and as I haven’t been able to bend over (seriously, whatever clothes I manage to take off I just leave on the floor of the bathroom) I haven’t done my laundry. I hadn’t really wanted to ask anyone else to do it… Finally, today, I asked my daughter to help load my dirty clothes into the washing machine, and H (the 4-year-old) helped me move them from the washer to the dryer. I’m not quite sure how I’m going to get them out of the basket and into my drawers but maybe I’ll just leave them there for a while. I do think in 24-48 hours bending over will be a little easier…
The Economist is a good magazine! I’ve gotten caught up on several issues I hadn’t read. The Holiday Double Issue is always good for longer pieces on random topics, like a feature on women DIY-ers based on a statistic from the American Time Use Survey that the time women spend on home improvement projects has risen significantly. The Bartleby column is usually good for a laugh.
Also, the Sixers are a really good basketball team! I don’t watch a lot of TV usually but when it’s hard to do much else, that is what you do. I watched three games this week and they won all of them. Joel Embiid has now scored 30-plus points in 20 games in a row. And Tyrese Maxey is just so, so fun to watch. Talk about exuberant basketball.
Some stuff does not happen. I don’t think anyone went to bed on time this week. I guess (fortunately) the kids really didn’t have to as there have been so many snow days. The sweat pants I bought one child were still sitting on the kitchen counter days after they had been opened. My roots are looking terrible. There is trash on my bedside table from days ago.
On the other hand, the basic stuff of life does happen. My husband has been keeping the kids fed and making sure they get to activities and that they get bathed and do eventually go to bed. He has changed his schedule to be available to take me to my medical appointments this week and to help me hobble around those offices. I’m sure it is incredibly frustrating to have your co-parent be out of commission. He has been good about keeping this frustration to himself, which I appreciate.
I have concentrated my energy on being able to do a few things. One was going to my 9-year-old’s birthday party on Monday. Given how much pain I was in again on Wednesday I’m lucky that the party time corresponded with a reprieve from it (even though it was false hope at that point). On Saturday I took my 16-year-old to high tea at a place we’d booked three weeks prior – well, really, he drove me. (Yay, new license!) It was not terribly comfortable sitting in a restaurant seat — I had my leg stretched out straight as that was the least painful position. But we made it and my son loved the tea! (He wants to try living in the UK for a few months at some point…).
People help out. A friend drove H to a birthday party. B worked extra hours. H’s Saturday sitter took him overnight Friday, partly so she wouldn’t have to drive back and forth in the snow but also because it meant we didn’t have the most-demanding kid around here (he has been a bit alarmed by all this as you can imagine — he has spent a lot of time playing next to me in my bed.) SHU ran the Patreon meet-up Thursday while I just sat there with my camera off.
The snow is a mixed thing. I can tell our yard is beautiful in the snow from my window but I haven’t been able to get out and experience it. The kids went sledding in the yard and it was sad not to be able to join them or at least go see them. The snow led to a lot of things getting canceled, which did make our logistics easier.
Today I’ve been getting up and walking around a bit more. I’m hoping that means this week will be a lot better. I like my bed but it is getting a bit boring! I am ready to get back to normal life!