Day 15-16: Cooling Off to Normal...I Hope...

Weight:  189 lbs  (#%$^&^#!!)
Size:  14
Blood Pressure:  Not sure*
Feeling:    
  Pre-Cryo:    Yuck 
  Post-Cryo:   Better!  Then, Woe is me.  Pity Party of One.

Everything hurt and I'm dying...

It's entirely possible that's a minor exaggeration...

Where do I start?  How about with Day 15?

We survived the hurricane.  Mostly because it missed us...my thoughts are with the ones it didn't miss.  I've been through direct hits.  They suck.

I went to Texas.  I enjoyed it much more than I expected to - it was really much more of a trip for the husband, since I didn't know anyone, but the area was truly beautiful and I had a really good time.  We had amazing seats for the Texas A&M vs Tennessee game at Kyle Field, we partied, we drank copious amounts of alcohol and it was time to head home before I started saying things like "y'all" and "yeehaw" or applied for a concealed weapons permit...

Our suite at the resort was beautiful, but the overstuffed pillows, combined with unexpected cold weather in the gorgeous Texas Hill country, a definite lack of sleep for about a week, travel and storm fatigue (and, ahem, perhaps the copious amounts of alcohol that I previously mentioned), I was missing Cryo954, cryotherapy and my chiropractor in a way that was bordering on being slightly unholy by the last day.  I sent a text to remind them I wasn't going to be there that day (since they had been closed in the chaos of the storm) and received a response that I could pop in when my flight landed.

Ok...seriously...you never saw a hungover, travel-&-storm-fatigued, sleepless, stiff-necked girl smile so big...or drive so fast from the airport to make that appointment.  But, nobody died and we're all good.  Except that I showed up exhausted, after two flights...and looked gross...and possibly smelled really bad.  

Day 15:  Fresh off a Hurricane, a Trip to Texas and 2 Flights

Cryotherapy and a slight neck pop set me right for the rest of the night, but even the wonders of the cold couldn't keep my eyes open much longer.  What do you expect?  I had been on virtually no sleep for going on 6 days at this point.  I could hear colors.  It was time to sleep - and sleep I did!  Very well.  In a house still fully shuttered from the hurricane.  Dreaming of how much I loved my Cryo954 staff for taking pity on a crazy lady...who possibly smelled really bad. 

See the picture?  See the eyes closed in sheer relief?  I have no pride at this point.  It just is what it is.  How they tolerate me is beyond my comprehension.

Moving on to Day 16...

Where was I?

Everything hurts and I'm dying...

I woke up feeling fine.  A bit tense.  I knew I had a full week of make-up work to do today from the hurricane-that-didn't-happen and traveling, plus I had an afternoon appointment that I was slightly dreading.  I wasn't in any real pain, minus a slight catch in my shoulder, just tense...

How can I explain without overwhelming the point of the blog?  The simplest explanation is that I am participating in someone else's therapy starting today.  While I'm not the subject of the therapy, it's no less emotionally draining and exhausting and I have been through it before and knew it was going to be a day...hence, the dread.

Day 16:  Blank Stares

Everyone has a "tell".  Mine appears to be my eyeliner.  I noticed it this morning.  When I am "gearing up" for a tense day, I go heavy eyeliner.  I think it's my version of putting on war paint.  Either that, or I think that if I look tough, I'll be tough.  Apparently, I am also quieter (which is a strange thing for me) and - as I noticed in my picture only just not, I didn't actually smile, did I?  Huh...  No poker for me.  Even during the therapy session, several times, the therapist remarked that everything shows on my face and kept asking me to explain my facial expressions - so I participated more than expected.  Yay.

So, I arrived to cryotherapy feeling slightly tense.  Cryotherapy made me feel slightly less tense...but, having been away for a bit - I'm going to need more.  Because the appointment was after cryotherapy and right now - as I believe I might have mentioned earlier - everything hurts and I am dying!

Also, all my eyeliner is smudged because I'm a big cry-baby, my neck now hurts again on ALL sides, I'm crabby and I just want to go to sleep.  For a year.  Possibly two.  Wake me when everything is better.

Apparently this is going to be an ongoing participation.  So, let's put cryotherapy to the test hardcore.  I'll continue on with both...and see if cryotherapy can keep me standing upright, relieve the massive ball of tension pain I generated for myself day one and possibly - just possibly - keep me from running screaming into the night. 

But, for right now, cryotherapy did the best it could.

- Also, I gained 2-3 lbs from the storm and Texas.  Nothing is going my way today, is it?  My Tuesday feels like a Monday.

Pity Party of One, I believe my table is ready.  
Is Tuesday too early for a drink?  What about 10?