There's far too much going on around here. The trick to staying sane is for me to leave as much blank space on the calendar as I can, so I get enough rest (a must for my health) and stay focused. The flood temporarily wrecked those plans, but things are quietly moving again.
We've seen the same company's trucks and dumpsters at all our neighbours homes, along with piles of ruined carpet and old furniture at the curb.
So right now we're in a lull between the craziness of the flood itself, rescuing and moving all our stuff, and either moving things back - or moving, altogether. Next week our landlord will be back from Europe, a contractor will assess why the flood occurred, and we'll be able to think about the next steps.
We have some medication for her, and it works to a limited extent, but her fears are increasing and we need other solutions. Thanks to Dharma Seeker, we are going to try DAP, or Dog Appeasing Pheromone. Like everything else, both natural and pharmaceutical, it works on some dogs and not others. But there's no downside, so we'll give it a go. Best case, we can wean Cody off the other drugs. Worst case, we move on. Unfortunately, it will be three or four weeks before we know.
Our vet also suggested a consultation with a behaviourist, which I think is a great idea. Once you've tried the standard treatments without success, you're in for a long process of trial and error, which is very hard on everyone - Cody, us, and our bank account. The behaviourist has experience with all the outliers and hard cases, so he'll have a lot more ideas, he'll be up on the latest studies, and he'll know what's safe for an older dog.
Allan did this over the winter, when the dog parks were frozen over and Tala wasn't getting enough exercise. The entire time they were gone, Cody would stand at the window and cry and howl! I tried to distract her with treats or play, but she would have none of it.
So now I take both dogs for a short walk around the block, drop Cody off at home, then continue on with Tala. Cody enjoys her gentle walk fix, Tala and I have warmed up a little, and everyone is happy.
In addition to exercise for both of us, this is a great training opportunity for Tala. She still has issues walking on the leash - she'll freak out at passing cars if she's not reminded to do otherwise. If we don't keep up with her training, the whole thing will unravel.
And this routine has another hidden value: we're broke, and freezing my gym membership for a few months has been a way to cut back. When it gets too cold to walk, I'll go back to the pool.
As is always the case with these things, I waited until I was in dire pain for a long time before I went to the doctor. My family doctor did X-rays and various tests, but missed the crucial connection between overuse - thanks to layoffs and increased workload on my weekend job - and this strange pain. My massage therapist, who has been keeping me functioning, called it right away.
It's not a typical repetitive-stress injury, so to my mind, the doctor's omission was not a big deal. When I went back to the doctor with the massage therapist's idea, she completely accepted it, and recommended physio.
Once I had the doctor's diagnosis in writing, I spoke to my employer about being excused from one particular aspect of my job - the first time I've ever done that for a health issue. They were fine with it. (They're a law firm, they have to be.)
For now it's not a problem. Whether or not it will become a problem in the future, I don't know. I have the top experience and skills in the department, and I'm hoping that balances things out.
This week I had the physio consult, I learned that the problem is more extensive than I thought. It makes sense: various recurrent issues through my shoulder, neck, clavicle and upper back are all connected. The therapist said it's fairly extensive, although not as bad as it could be. I have a lot of work to do.
This is the last of this year's four mini-vacations: I visited friends and family in California, then Allan and I had Stratford and Boston, and now we're attending a nephew's wedding in Santa Fe, New Mexico. The trip is eight days, but that includes a full day of travel in each direction, and three days of wedding and family functions. That leaves three days to explore a bit of New Mexico.
When I first learned we were going to Santa Fe for the wedding, I thought we'd make a Big Trip out of it, spend two or three weeks in New Mexico and Arizona. But it's really not possible this year, or in the foreseeable future. (That realization figured into my decision to make the career change.) This trip is a compromise between going only for the wedding and what I really wanted to do.
I've been to Arizona and Utah a few times, but a long time ago, on family vacations as a child. Allan's never been to the Southwest US at all. So I'm sure the three days will be a great experience. Plus I am really looking forward to spending time with my family. Did I really say that? Life is different now, thanks to permanent deletion of a few toxic family members. Family gatherings can be anxiety-free. Imagine that!
In 2007, winning the division was actually more important to me than winning the World Series. We did both! This year my priorities are more sane: I know the most important thing is being in the post-season. But still. Although it's looking highly unlikely that the division is possible, I'll be the last citizen of Red Sox Nation to officially give up on that goal.