I know this may sound really weird but whenever I get really stressed the back of my legs behind my knees, throb and pain. Has this ever happened to you?
It started last year when Tiara was in the hospital for 3 months. At first I thought it was from sitting upright in a chair all day and my legs hanging down. At night the pain would keep me awake and since I wasn’t drinking any wine I really couldn’t sleep. After she got out of the hospital, I went to see my active release message therapist, Jim Narang, who is a total miracle worker and he fixed the problem. Apparently, I was “all jammed up” as he explains. Jim fixed my TMJ years ago and every other body problem I have had in the past 7 years. I would love to visit Jim more often but because of time and money I usually wait until I can barely walk or am such a mess he has to spend extra time fixing me. Either way, he is amazing and I so need his help right now! As I am writing this, I am wondering if there is an invisible wood pecker perched on my the back of legs, mistaking them for a tree?
Anyway, Lou has been working at least 12 hour days in anticipation of the dealership opening, so he has been gone a lot for him. As a result, I have had extra time alone with Tiara and she has PMS. Such joy! Let’s just say 3 out of the 4 women in our house have hormonal imbalances at the exact same time every month, which makes our house a very unpleasant place to be. On top of it all, my allergies have been over the top horrendous. Last night I decided to skip my normal wine consumption in hopes I wouldn’t aggravate my allergies even more. Sometimes I start sneezing after my first sips of wine. Probably a sign, I should switch drinks, but I can’t do hard alcohol, and beer doesn’t sound appealing. I know, I know, I sound like a serious alcoholic, but lets be real everyone in my family is an alcoholic.
So, last night I did my normal wake up every few hours and wander the house routine, stretch my legs, pretending it will help the pain. Drink some water, take some Advil, let the dog out, and finally I got back to sleep only to be woken up at 4:45am. As you know, this happens fairly often but usually I share the duties with Lou and Tiara stays in bed coloring or watching TV until 6:00 am or so. Well, I knew Lou had to be up in 45 minutes for work and I could tell he hadn’t slept well so I didn’t want to wake him, and Tiara had no intentions of hanging out quietly. Next thing I knew I was chasing her down in the kitchen as she ravaged through the cabinet looking for food. I mean I was 1 minute behind her and by the time I got to the kitchen there was chips and crackers all over the floor. I mean really, it wasn’t even 5am yet and I was sweeping up a mess. No wonder the backs of my legs throb!
And so as the day progressed nothing got better only worse. After lunch, my Mom came over to visit Tiara and Trinity and I bolted out of the house. We went to the library and the market, but were back in less than an hour. When I got home, my Mom looked a little scared. She said Tiara acted so bad, so was nervous Tiara might stab her with a pencil, so she took it away from her. She then went on the exclaim her behavior was so much worse than normal, it was crazy! I laughed. “She acts like this everyday, you just never see it”. Tiara thought it was a good time to kick me and try to pull the doors off the refrigerator. Her appetite is not to be believed and she is gaining weight everyday. Super scary. I then demonstrated my new technique to my Mom.
I know it sounds a little crazy, but it has been working really well. Once she does something violent, and I can tell she is going to escalate, I quickly take her down to her back and pin her arms above her head and balance my legs on top of her thighs. Since she now outweighs me, it is actually easier because she isn’t as agile and tires quicker. I then rest my forward against her forward and just stare at her and say nothing. She will try to scratch my fingers, swing, etc, but finally she will stop fighting and just submit and start apologizing. It is basically what they taught me in dog training for my poodle when you are trying to assert yourself as the Alpha. Well, that training works!!!
I really don’t even want to tell you how bad the day got because I don’t have that much time. Let’s just say there was an episode with poop escaping her diaper, me stepping in it and her running off to jump naked on the trampoline while I was cleaning my foot and the floor. Use your imagination!
Praying tomorrow will be a better day…