Damn painkillers

This turned into a long one so you might want to get comfortable.

 

I've had these Tramadol painkillers for about 5 weeks now but I don't take them everyday, maybe I should but I don't like putting drugs in my system (my body was only designed for chocolate and not drugs and I've found chocolate always works for a headache - I've never been normal!).

So last night (Tuesday) my shoulder was hurting more than I like so I took a painkiller (I must add that I am also having to take Ibuprofen to keep the inflammation down, but why do I always remember them hours after a meal? as you have to take them with food, so probably not having as many of those as I should either) - as I said I'm very bad at popping pills.

Normally taking Tramadol makes me high for an hour and then drowsy, so helps me sleep.  But I have found the plus side it is must be freeing up my memory because after having Tramadol and then watching Pointless I can answer a lot more of the questions!

But no drowsiness tonight, I'm sitting here at 1.15 in the morning wide awake.

I was scrolling through the photos on my phone when I found the picture about cherishing your Mama that I just posted on Facebook, I came across it a few weeks ago and saved it because I didn't want to share it at that moment.  But tonight felt like the right moment, so I've been thinking about my Mum since I posted it.

My father in law, Bill, stayed with us over Christmas.  Bill is part of a spiritualist church and as well as praying he also does healing.  I'm not a religious person myself as our parents didn't bring us up with any religion but I don't object to anyone else's beliefs or faith - we are all different and believe different things.  I'm of the school of thought that I don't believe or disbelieve in something until I see proof.  I don't believe in ghosts because I haven't seen one (yet) but I don't disbelieve either - I guess I'm sitting on the fence until I have evidence either way.

Anyway, Bill offered me some healing for my shoulder and I gratefully accepted as I am open to try anything once because if you don't try something how will you ever know if it works or if you like it, (put those dirty minds away, I'm talking treatments like acupuncture, etc).

I sat in one of our dining chairs so Bill could walk around me.  I sat with my eyes closed and relaxed so didn't see what he was doing but I once attended an aromatherapy course where we had to massage chakras so I'm guessing it was along those lines as he didn't touch me.

He moved slowly around me and I could feel his hands moving through the air around me and then when he was over my shoulder I could feel heat.

The whole process must have been around 20 minutes and was very relaxing and the best news is that my shoulder felt better for the rest of the day.

Afterwards Bill told me that during the healing my Mum was standing in the room watching, wearing her favourite blue coat.  It was heartwarming and heartbreaking at the same time, but mainly heartwarming to think that she is watching over me.

I should say the biggest effect that Tramadol has on me is to make me ramble on.  So I will end my ramble now and see if I am able to get any sleep before I have to get the kids up for school.