If I ever have bursitis again, or any kind of pain, it will have to be debilitating before I get another Cortisone shot!
I heard they hurt, but what was worse, is that I found out I have a sensitivity to the cortisone. I had the shot last Thursday, had a massive headache for two and a half days. Sometimes it would let up a bit, but then would come back! I also felt jittery, got flushed, felt famished all the time and couldn't sleep! Anyway, the pain is gone, I have one more day of physical therapy,
and then I can return to life as usual! Woo hoo!
My sister and I had tickets to go with the Senior Center to The Island, Chip-Inn Casino to see Dwight Yoakum, a country singer.
That was Friday night (yes, I had a headache and kept taking Tylenol).
On the way up north, we had a delicious chicken dinner. When we got to the casino, we each got $20 in promo play and $2 coupon towards dinner.
I won $50 on my first $5 of my promo. Then went on to play further and kept on winning. In all, I think I won $150! IN THE BANK for a trip to visit my cousin in Florida.
I have been sharing political memes on Facebook with a vengeance. I think I have displaced my anger and grief about my friend's cancer, and took it out at our current administration. I never
said anything derogatory about anyone specific, but I got lambasted by a church friend who is quite conservative. It is sad, because I never directed anything towards an individual, but something must have struck a nerve, because she let me have it. Her words cut me like a knife.
I already could not sleep because of the cortisone, and now I felt so deeply hurt, as she was also a friend of Linda's.
I have never prayed so much! I asked God what to do. First, He told me that HE is in control, and I don't have to worry about the government. He also convicted me that I should be the one to reach
out to the woman who hurt me. I wrote a very nice letter of apology, and I pray she accepts it.
I asked if we could agree to disagree, and I am no longer posting anything political
on Facebook! I am going to keep it nice and light, with maybe some Godly inspiration thrown in the mix!
This grief thing is a process, isn't it? A friend told me the four stages of grief.
1. Denial and isolation
I think I have skipped #3 and have been fluctuating between 1, 2, and 4 for some time now.