Good For Another Year

So, today were the dreaded (by me at least) physicals.  I simply hate them.  I dislike the requirement to have one every year, with extra requirements by the insurance company.  As grateful as I am for health insurance, I'm equally (or more so) annoyed by the hoops they make us jump through. 

But whatever, our physicals are done.  I noted as we left the office that it's been a whole year since I've been in those offices.  Once a year is plenty for me.  (The Husband was only there one other time over the last year, so we're both doing well.) I said to the dr. "I'm probably going to last another year?" and he allowed that he thinks I'm doing just fine.  Taking no prescriptions and exercising (walking several miles pretty much every day - though I do miss yoga) and mostly trying to eat healthy.  All of those things are to our benefit.  Though, of course, we have no say in our genetic heritage.  

This has been kind of a busy (i.e. sorta-kinda-maybe-a-little stressful) week for me.  Bloodwork on Monday (yeah, my cholesterol is up but to my delight the dr. said it wasn't yet in the range of prescription remedy), guys here on Tuesday, Wednesday and today for proposals for replacing the house's roof, our physicals today, my first physical therapy appointment yesterday, Hale tonight and tomorrow a zoom meeting with the very first re-roofing guy (the one that so far I like the best, it'll all boil down to the cost I suppose).  

We've had single digit and low teens temps overnight so really too cold for walking in the morning (though I wouldn't hesitate except for the dark that I'm scared of).  Yesterday and this morning, the air quality was really too bad to walk anyway (and I won't be outside - especially in the dark - if it's at all slippery, I'm avoiding falls).  My point being that my morning walks/stress management has been less than optimal. 

Yesterday's physical therapy went well.  He thinks once a week with him will be sufficient and that probably only a month's worth will have me pain free.  That was welcome news.  I did the home exercises this morning and frankly, my shoulder did feel better.  Though last night's sleep was rough - I have strict instructions to avoid sleeping on my right side, the side I naturally sleep on.  Couldn't find a comfortable position. Maybe tonight I'll be so tired it won't matter that I can't sleep on the right.  

Mine:  no whipped cream.

After a few errands yesterday afternoon we indulged in a shake from Chick-Fil-A.  My favorite.  I was just choosing off the menu when The Husband asked the guy if there was a seasonal-special shake flavor.  When he said they still had the holiday peppermint shake I practically squealed with pleasure. That made it two of those carefully parcelled out treats I was lucky enough to enjoy through the holidays.  

Today's gratitude is for insurance to pay for healthcare (like our physicals) and that we only have to undergo them once a year and that I'm now done for the year, heaven willing. Gratitude for a dr. that seems to listen and doesn't try to push me into any kind of medical therapy that I'm reluctant to do. Gratitude for physical therapy to help my shoulder's pain to go away.  Grateful for a fun play to go to tonight, that I manage to save up enough through the year to pay for a season's worth of tickets that gives us something to look forward to. And grateful to share this life journey with my bestie. I know that is huge.