Today, I hurt myself. Don’t worry though. It’s nothing tragic but it still hurts and I have no one to complain to. So I’m letting all of you know. Here’s what happened. I was carrying clean laundry to the bathroom so I could hang it up in my closet. Just when I was about to enter the bathroom, my feet got all tangled up in my 50ft canula (lying on the floor). When I tried to get my foot untangled, I raised my foot and smacked the goodin’s out of my knee on the edge of the bathroom door. Oh yeah, I screamed but miraculously held onto the clean laundry as I went down on the carpet in agony.
This isn’t the first accident while wearing an oxygen canula. It’s just one of those things that I deal with because I have to use oxygen. The canula is on the floor and gets in the way while I do even the simpliest chore. Try vacuuming while holding on to the vacuum cord and keeping the canula out of the vacuum’s way. It’s frustrating and energy consuming. Vacuuming and cleaning with bathroom cleaners are the hardest chores for me.
I start my day with the easiest things first. I wake up, take care of the cats (3 of them actually wake me up), take my medicine and do the dishes. Then I sit at the computer as I drink a glass of soda to wake up. After that, I’ll know if I’m going to have an energetic day or a slow day. Slow days mean taking it easy. I know not to push myself where the chores are concerned. I do a part of a chore, sit down and rest, then get up and do some more of it.
It was hard for my husband to accept that I am getting worse in health over the years and that I would require more and more of his help in things that I use to be able to do by myself such as Grocery Shopping. I no longer do all of it alone. On really energetic days, I’ll go shopping on my own and then come home and have him unload the vehicle for me. If I have to get heavy items at the store such as cat litter and sodas, he will go with me to shop. He’s much more understanding now that he can actually see the difference in what makes me really tired.