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A challenging week

No, that’s an understatement … it’s been a BITCH of a week!

Our server installation has been a nightmare. 3 Days later and we can finally do some work again but there are so many unresolved issues that we have to contend with that I’ve no idea when we’ll be 100% operational again. Unfortunately, it turns out that the company who sold us the Small Business Server doesn’t *really* know what they’re doing. We’re still sitting with a few machines (the Macs) unable to connect to Exchange, IIS Web Services ain’t happening blah blah fishpaste.

So much money, so much time and I’m seriously hacked about the whole thing. We’re all so behind on work now – it’s going to be a pretty shit weekend trying to catch up.

The alarm system is borked and keeps going off randomly. ADT wants me to evacuate the premises, lock everything up and then stand very, very still to test the alarm. This was after I simply asked them to send a technician. Apparently that’s a fail in their books. No … I have to perform the evaluation and fix myself. Jeez! EVENTUALLY I managed to convey to the chickie on the phone that I don’t have time for that crap and I just want a bloody technician!

We’ve lost a phone line somewhere in the whole office re-vamp AND my home line has died. Yay … we get to rely on Telkom to come fix!

Son#1 is struggling like no-one’s business over in the UK. He got fired from one job, is earning peanuts on the other and basically doesn’t have enough money to survive. i’m getting such sad messages from him, it breaks my heart. Fuck.

My sore back has set me back big time – I had to rest the whole of yesterday AND I had a damn tummy bug on top of that so I’ve been thoroughly miserable. Neither the chiropractor nor my GP knows what’s wrong with my back so I just have to keep on taking meds until it decides not to feel like I’m being impaled in my right lung. Great.


Mmk, I’m finished moaning. Fingers crossed that things start getting better. Fast.

Locked up and stressed out

That’s mai status.

Constant fatigue. Burning back pain. Muscle spams. Non-stop headache.

All because I’m stressed out, according to my doc.

I have to:

  1. go back to physio
  2. get massages twice daily
  3. use a topical pain relief gel
  4. take some seriarse pain killers
  5. use a heat compress twice daily
  6. take an anti-anxiety med at night (Lyrica – hectic!)
  7. rest for 5 days

Ya … so perhaps thinking about trying to buy a new house right now is not such a great idea!

Worst night ever

Pffft …

It all started off with my damn house alarm screaming at me non-stop from about midnight. Bloody hell … I was annoyed. Eventually I turned the thing off – I just HAD to get some sleep!

And then, at about 2am, just as I’d drifted off again, Son#1 came into my room to tell me that he was having an asthma attack!! He’d found 5 inhalers around the house but every single one of them was empty and he was REALLY struggling. Shit, I’ve never seen him that bad.

So I called my pharmacy, but they were closed. Aaaargh! The next thing I could think of was to call my Mom – she spent many years working in a pharmacy and knows just about every chemist in Cape Town. So she and I called a few more places, but no luck!! Can you believe that there isn’t a SINGLE 24 hour pharmacy in Cape Town’s Southern Suburbs?

Next plan – whip Son#1 off to the emergency room … my Mom (who lives just around the corner) came over to keep an eye on things while we were out. Son#2 was dead to the world, but I didn’t want to leave him alone, especially seeing as the alarm was not working!

Thanks you so so much for helping me out last night, Mom. And for this morning – coming through early to get the boys ready for school so I could sleep a bit. I’m REALLY sorry I woke you up at that insane hour … THANK YOU!

The hospital fixed up my boy within half an hour but dammit, the bastards wouldn’t let me in! Grrrr … So I sat alone, as patiently as I could, in their miserable little waiting room, in that horrible hospital stench. Blegh.

The reason for his attack? Smoking combined with stress.

And get this … this just about killed me, I’m distraught about it: the doctors told Son#1 that if he doesn’t stop smoking immediately, he will be dead before he is 30. That’s 13 years away …


I hope he takes their warning seriously. Yes, I feel like a hypocrite – I am a smoker myself BUT he is just one of those few people who simply CANNOT smoke. His poor lungs are dying already, his breathing is laboured all the time and he has a constant cough.

He has recently told me that he wants to quit, but he doesn’t know how … I’m the last person who can advise him – I have tried and failed so many times!

Anyway, he’s ok. For now …

Well tint my hair purple!

I went to see Mr Back Quack just now and according to him, my entire body is suffering as a result of being “locked up” for many years and my rigidity/immobility has caused me to feel like an old woman ๐Ÿ™

See? I TOLD you I sometimes feel 77!! I wasn’t just imagining it …

And he’s convinced I MUST have injured myself somewhere along the line because “it’s just not normal!”

Anyway, normally he would see me in about 6 weeks, but he reckons I’ll need to go back to him in 2 weeks, perhaps even before then.

And, get this … I have to do yoga. Meh.


Pinning my hopes on today

This afternoon I’m off to go and see a chiropractor … I reckon this is probably way up there on my list of Last Resorts to try and find some relief for my poor fuxored back, neck, shoulders and head!

So far, absolutely effall has helped so, yeah, I’m really pinning my hopes on this.

A couple of folk have recommended I go and see one of these people so I’ve put my skepticism aside and am taking the plunge. My rather negative attitude to chiropractors is inherited methinks – my grandfather was a medical doctor (professor) and Dean of UCT Medical School and he was always very old school – totally anti anything that wasn’t 100% scientific and all that. A lot of his beliefs have filtered down to the rest of us. Plus, I’ve heard some incredible WTF stories about chiropractors messing up patient’s backs permanently.

But, at this stage, I’m ready to give anything a try! Wish me luck …

The chap I’m seeing is a medical doctor though, so I feel a bit more comfortable knowing that but (My bad, he’s not actually) I have no idea what to expect.

I mean, do I have to strip down? Is it gonna hurt? Will I be ended afterwards?


UPDATE: 2.50pm

I’m back!

Good LAWD!! I seriously had no idea my poor body was so screwed up. Or that it could make so many loud cracking noises ๐Ÿ™

He said things were *very* out of place and my back, neck and shoulders were doing all sorts of odd things to compensate for the displacement, which then in turn creates the lame arm and adds to the headache story. He reckons I may have injured something many, many years ago (perhaps while dancing or playing sport?) and that my body has been trying to cope with the strain of the injury ever since and just getting worse and worse.

Makes sense, I guess …

Anyway, it’s feeling much better – definitely not hundreds, I’m still battling to breathe properly as my rib cage is not completely where it should be yet. He told me that I may feel really tired for a couple of days and I must just listen to my body and s-l-e-e-p (no argument from me there wah!)

I’m going back to see him on Monday.

So todayโ€™s been a bit of a washout

And I’m not just talking about the โ€˜orrid rainy weather … Geez Loueeeeez! It’s October the day after tomorrow and we’re still stuck in bloody July weather here in the Mother City.

My day started just peachy – woke up 10 minutes before my alarm clock decided to screech at me, made tea, bathed, got dressed … and then it started … my bloody headache … grrrr. I took 4 painkillers. Nothing. I took 2 more an hour later. Still nothing.

Somehow, I managed to get through all the admin and accounts stuff I had to do but by midday I was in complete agony and I could hardly function anymore (I couldn’t even listen to music, it was *that* bad!), so I asked my Mom to do this massage thing on my neck that’s supposed to relieve tension headaches. It’s from a book that my Dad bought for me a while back and I hadn’t tried it yet because I KNEW just how painful it was going to be … I’m talking tears and stuff!

And I was right.

FUCK that hurt!! The most painful 5 minutes of my life ๐Ÿ™ And I’m supposed to have that done once a week. Hells … I don’t *think* so!!

After that I was ended. Seriously, I couldn’t see anymore and as hard as I tried to focus on my computer screen and try to ignore the fact that my head felt like it was about to explode onto the wall behind me, I just couldn’t sit up and work anymore.

So at about 2pm I went to lie for a bit (one of the benefits of working from home being called into action there) and actually crashed for 2 hours! Totally and completely passed out wah!! I woke up all groggy (and still fricken sore), made myself some grub and some tea and now I’m just chilling, trying to get a bit comfortable. My left arm is numb and I can’t turn my head ๐Ÿ™

What an awful day. What a WASTE of a day!

I’m so sick of this … I actually just feel like taking a sleeping pill and crashing till tomorrow. But then I’d miss House, so no can do.

Physiotherapy, acupuncture, clean diet, drinking water, exercise, spa massages, Body Stress Release … none of these things have helped. I think I need to take Melissa’s advice and find a good chiropractor.

I’m a mess ๐Ÿ™