This past Friday I had an appointment scheduled with my eye doc,who wanted to do another test.... however, the last time he wanted to do this test, the camera he needed was not functioning, so Friday morning I called and asked if that camera was working and they said "no"...they said I could still go in for a follow-up...but since it costs me $40 for a copays I declined. My friend who was to drive me said she would take me anyway to a new health food store we have been wanting to visit. It was an hour and a half drive which was hard on me. We got there at lunchtime so we ordered some fancy food at a pizza place. It was delicious. Then we walked two stores over to the health food store. I was so very glad I'd brought my rollator walker.. in the store ,I put my basket on the seat of the walker and walked slowly thru the store. By this time all I wanted was to be home in my bed. I bought a few things. The store was large and I only got through about two thirds of it. I sat on my walker and waited for my friend. She saw me sitting there and hurried up. Then she wanted to see the thrift store next door, so I went there too. By this time I was almost in tears. I sat on my walker there too. On the way home I reflected: I'd been wanting to make that trip for months or maybe a year....and I did NOT enjoy it ...the pain and fatigue simply were too great. This has been the case with every trip away from home lately. In the four years I've been stuck at home... this was the first time I wished I'd not gone on an outing. It's a sad admission.
I've always been a go getter...Always sucked it up and went despite the pain....and now the pain is bigger than me.It makes me want to cry. Today I am not going to church which I try to make every Sunday. Yesterday I fell down the stairs and today I am paying the price for my tumble. It's a sad day.