Yesterday was a good day physically! I felt almost all back to normal. So today I’m back to kinda painful. I think women are pregnant for 9 months because by the end of it you are so uncomfortable and ready to get that baby born that you lose most of your fear. I’m thinking the pain today is to remind me that I want this taken care of and the MRA is the only way to see the arteries well, and so I need to stop being nervous.
It makes me feel so stupid. I don’t have a lot of fear in my personality, I mean sure there are some things, but for the most part I believe what ever will happen, will happen. And most situations will pass without incident. So the claustrophobia I felt at my first MRI was really startling, and now it annoys me that it’s stuck there.
It also makes me feel stupid that I can’t stop talking about it! Argh! shush Tracy! Not necessarily here, ’cause, well this is my blog. This is where I get to be totally self-centered. But, in my real life.
My husband talked me into pulling out my paints & canvases the other day,with just a couple of words. ” I wish you would paint again, you were really getting good.” So, Painted for a couple of hours on Sunday night. I used acrylics with an extender medium. It was funny because I actually had them in the attic and they froze. Strange consistency. But, oh..it felt good. Pop on the MP3 player, and paint. I need a couple of more hours on it, then on to the next one. I have a tablet of heavy bond paper that I like to use. It’s smaller sized than a canvas and allows me to do a small scale painting quickly and cheaply. I have a picture I need to steal from someones website for my next landscape. Sshhhhhhhhh.
My husband and I decided that I should paint my kidneys. A little positive imagery maybe. We’ll see. Maybe I’ll paint the view inside the MRA! Maybe I’ll take my paint and paint the inside! That’ll relax me.
Aforementioned spouse also insisted that I stop treadmilling until we find out what is going on. Wasn’t doing me much good anyway, most of the time I can’t catch my breath.
Gah! I’m whiney today! Alright, enough of that! I’m off.