After all the "girl power" surrounding the lumbar puncture, it left me debilitated and run down. The pain in my back was so excruciating, my mom had to drive me home because I was blind from the pain. I cannot even tell you the mind numbing pain I was in on Friday. It was like... I can't even form words here. I could not SEE. I don't know what I was expecting, but I didn't stay on top of the pain. I wasn't taking the meds until I felt the pain- instead of just getting on a regimen of one pill every 3-4 hours. When I finally got to that point, that the meds were AHEAD of the pain instead of vice versa, I was able to function properly. (Not before Liam fell from the middle step and bounced his way to the bottom...sigh.)
I gave in this weekend and headed to Payless and bought myself some VERY sensible shoes. I had to have something that strapped the entire way around my foot and was fairly flat. And I wasn't paying more than $20.
The lines of shoes taunted me- great prices and cute styles. Pumps and kittens and slings...it was all I could do to focus on the boxes that said "sensible!" "comfort arch!" "old lady!" "cankle!" "birth control in a box!" Of course the pair I settled with was completely out of my reach, and I was too embarrassed to ask for help. A seemingly able bodied woman, asking for a clerk to reach something for her? When the stool is LITERALLY right there? No, I couldn't do it.
So of course I text Andy. "I can't reach." Sad face. In he comes from the next store, reaches the shoes for me, without saying a word. A well meaning clerk comes over, "Oh those look comfy!" Shut your face, clerk. (NO FILTER. I BLAME THE 'ROIDS!)
The shoes helped me walk better from the get-go. I was able to un-leech myself from Andy's arm. I didn't walk out of my shoes. My knee started to unlock itself. Amazing what a little $20 pair of comfortable shoes can do for a girl like me.
I'm a bridesmaid next month. This weekend was the big shower, and I have to say, it went really well.
Here's Liam and I at said shower:
Vanity moment: My husband said I looked HOT. Also, if you look under my left arm (the one NOT holding my son) you can see DAYLIGHT, which means I have my waistline back. Which means I feel really really good about myself. There's a lot to be said for that, at the moment.
Shout out: Do what it takes to make yourself feel GREAT about yourself. Write that novel. Lose that weight. Cut that hair. Buy the shoes that allow you to walk. Life is VERY VERY short.