Lately I'm dealing with a lot of muscular tension and pain, and my mind state is turbulent. I've had days where my thoughts all unravel and fill my mind with meaningless stuff. All my decisions and thought processes from my adult life are unzipped and reanalysed and remade. Talk about confusion and depression!
However I am holding firm and trying to remain in the moment.
My initial response to the medication reduction is:
increased - muscle tension/pain,
- mind turbulence,
- sensory overload.
decreased - puffiness,
- oral thrush,
- heart rate,
- heart pounding,
One more week of alternate day medication, and then nothing for 3 wks and then ECG. Da da daaaah!
On a brighter note, I received a lovely gift from Shawna of The Director of Awesome, who is awesome!! Go and visit her now, I'll wait.
She sent me this fabulous glass bead necklace as it doesn't suit her wardrobe colouring anymore.
This is what I was wearing, so I tucked the necklace into the braces for a belt!
|Thrifted - Silk scarf headwrap, yellow braces/suspenders, |
white cotton shirt, pinstripe shorts, converse sneakers;
Gifted - glass bead necklace/belt
And tomorrow if all goes well, we are off to Heartwoods for the Easter Long Weekend!
We have plans of bike riding, chopping firewood, and hammock lounging....but they are predicting rain, which we desperately need. So maybe we will be reading, eating and drawing around the pot belly stove inside the shed listening to the raindrops filling our tank and dam!
|As we enter the shed|
|Looking to the left a bit|
|Looking further to the left|
You can see all the work Bushy has done on his holidays, levelling the dirt floor, adding sand, plastic and carpet tiles; lining metal walls with foam for some insulation and covering the base with plywood; filling the holes in the roof with insulation batts, so air doesn't blow in; mounting a sink and cupboards to provide a more pleasant work space.The pot belly lived for years in our garden as a sculpture, but took up the reins again despite rust, and does a stirling job heating and cooking. No windows, just a skylight and two roller doors, and all our old castoffs which suddenly look glamorous again at Heartwoods!
In order to cheer myself up I've been going through old works and discovered this poem I wrote many years ago when in a similar state. I liked it so much I put it on Instagram for people to read and download if it spoke to them. So here it is for you to enjoy!
Keep on creating and showing your amazing self to the world in all its uniqueness and craziness.