Hi all, sorry I haven’t written much lately. I’m finding it harder than I thought I would to balance keeping up a weekly blog while in school. Let me tell you, doing a Master’s is intense, especially when you’re working full time! I am going to definitely put in more of an effort to keep this blog up though! I actually just finished a really interesting self-study on autogenic training as an intervention for stress and work/school-life balance. I’m going to tell you a bit more about my results in next week’s post. My paper is due on Sunday. Two reasons I want to include it in the blog – first, for mental health (i.e., stress reduction), and second because it has been used for a variety of illnesses, including autoimmune diseases! Stay tuned.
As for this week, I’ll let you in on my current situation – broken toes. I am having a shitty summer when it comes to health. It really sucks because summer is my favourite time of year. All I want to do is be outside and hike and kayak and sit on a patio. Started off with strep throat over pride weekend, and now with my broken toes I’m limited. Yes, I can sit on a patio (sitting in my cute little back yard while I write this, the bonus of living in a basement suite). I can’t go hiking or kayaking or anything else that’s fun though. At least for the mean time. I also can’t go to work. I know that sounds like a blessing, especially since I often find working in customer service stressful. However, I’m a bit bored at home as I can only study for X amount of time per day. I also could use the money, since I’m down to 70% pay having used all my yearly sick time up months ago and am technically in Short Term Disability every time I call in sick. If the swelling is down so I can get some kind of normal shoe on I’ll be in tomorrow. Health and safety policies specify closed-toed shoes. Just give me a chair at cash and I’ll ring through sales all day.
My foot!
How did I break my toes you might be wondering. Well, my old sick dog (he has diabetes and possibly a liver condition) was peeing in the living room, something he NEVER does. I went it and cleaned it up. As I was putting the cleaning supplies away, I heard him do it again. As I ran back into the living room, I crashed my foot against the wall. My two little toes are smashed up. The top and bottom of my feet are bruised and swollen. However, I don’t blame my little angel, because he’s my best friend and probably couldn’t help himself. I, however, should’ve paid more attention to the wall.
Backyard patio.
My plan for the end of the month is to visit my friend in Kingston. She’s super active like I am, and part of the plan was hiking and adventuring. Fingers crossed my toes are totally fine by then because I want this fun adventure with her!
Chronically Living 