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Who’s in Charge Here?

The above pic has nothing to do with the post below.  I just realized that here we are taking a pic of Dad and Sis together and now, they are both gone.  Just seems sad, but also fine as my new spiritual alignment has me know.

Anyway, I was lying in my bed, propped up on pillows, watching a show on my tablet (as I often do), and decided to stop.  Now, I wasn’t certain how long I would stop, so, instead of putting the tablet out of the way on the headboard, I sat it about 1/2 way down the bed on the right side.  The cat has the top right 1/3 of the bed to herself, to sleep (and to annoy).  I didn’t want to put it “on her territory” so, the middle to bottom 1/2.

She came in a few minutes later (never figured out how she really knows that – almost scary) and jumped up on the bed, looked around, and went STRAIGHT to the tablet and stood on it.  I pushed her off the bed and said, “No”.  She climbed back up a few minutes later and repeated her actions.  I repeated mine.  There was a small war brewing here and she didn’t know she couldn’t win it (or…).

She came back in once more and walked toward the tablet.  I smacked her a little on the backside and said, “No”.  When she didn’t move, I repeated these actions.  Then, she looked at me, moved up and put her paw so that it just touched the edge of the tablet, and she lay down right there.  I am fair.  She wasn’t really breaking my rule.  She stayed there for quite awhile – I think just to prove her point.

So, who’s “really” in charge? and just how smart is this cat?

Yes, this is an old picture.  She is older and, hm, wiser…



To dream? That is not the Question! To Sleep – Ah, Yes!

Well, last night was the second night on my new bed (mattress and box springs). The first night I slept soundly.

Last night, however, I tossed and micro-slept for an hour, then had to get up I was up about 2 hours at the computer and, finally, went back to bed about 4 and slept until 9 (with a couple of breaks).

All-in-all, I am still one tired person.

I don’t think it was the bed; I think I just concentrated on things that kept me awake instead of asleep. I thought about active things and thought things through instead of just letting myself think, forget, and sleep. I will try better tonight.

Today (Thursday) I went to visit the Reflexologist. She worked on my feet (of course). She brought out pains I didn’t even know I had, though they felt, somehow, familiar. She told me that I don’t digest my food very well and that my pancreas is blocked. My hip pain is stemming from my shoulder.

Where she worked to restore the normal meridians, my shoulder and lower leg hurt horribly. She said that might happen. Also, my feet still hurt where she told me I have problems. It was amazing how it all ties together, but that shouldn’t surprise me.

The thing that hurts the most is my lower-middle back, right around my spine at my waist. I know that pain and it can come from sleeping poorly (in a poor position) or from straining somehow. It is not going away. I decided to give it to Monday then go to the chiropractor. There are some stretching exercises I can try that might help (they have before).

After the visit, I prepared to meet some friends for a birthday celebration for one of them. We had a good time. But, you know, it was all falling short because of this back pain. I sit here now and it doesn’t hurt, but it will, horribly, when I get up.  (I also noticed that it is Google’s 14th Birthday!)

I feel like a cripple and I don’t like that at all. I want to be back to walking everywhere and playing volleyball and doing exercises much more often. I have my affirmations and my vision board. Now, I need the same thing doctors need -> p-a-t-i-e-n-c-e !
Sorry for the horrible pun. But, I do!

What slows you down?

What brings out the need for patience in you?

I hope you have learned how to cope. I am there in a lot of ways, but still have some distance to go.

Any thoughts?


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