Oh Chatters, I so wish I coulda been there with you, if for no other reason to give those gossiping geese a very loud chastisement. You wanna talk about me behind my back, at the end of the day, when I'm not there, fine, but do it infront of my face where I can hear you and while my mind may have dulled from all the years of narcotics, my tongue is still sharp as ever. They had no right to treat you that way.
As everyone else has said: Yes, it does that to all of us. It seems hard to remember the days wehn I'd get up early, shower, makeup, hair, clothes... I'm only up early now to take my son to school. I try to make it a point to shower every other day ... hygenie reasons ya know. But I've also made it a point to buy some really cute, but comfy jammies as that is what I spend most of my time in when I'm home. The rule of thumb, no jammies past the front door.
When I would get depressed I used to shop, it gets hard on the budget, but I've become really good at hunting thrift stores, second hand stores, and great clearance sales. I found all it took was a new top to feel good about myself. Do you have someone that maybe could style your hair for you? Sometimes a new hair cut and a color can do wonders. The other thing I like to indulge in... and with good reason... is a pedicure. It's to hard for me to trim my toes, and especially with summer coming I know i'll be out of my slippers or my aloe socks soon enough. And pedicure's aren't that expensive. If I'm feeling "rich" I have a pedi-mani treatment done. Go do that on a day when I wear one of my favorite outfits, put the extra effort into doing something with my hair no matter how much it hurts... and I feel like a million bucks.
Also I cheat. I use a lipstick that's the new 24hr last, that way once it's on all I have to do for the rest of the day is use chapstick to keep my lips moistureized. I use Olay moisturizer, with sun screen, and foundation to keep my face looking decent.... I almost never wear eyeshadow or mascara unless I'm going somewhere special or having photos taken. I did make it a treat to buy a new pair of frames. I'd had the same frames for over 3 years .... got them just befor my accident that caused this mess ... so I went back to the optomistrists store in WalMart and found a cute pair of frames that were super cheap. Plus given I got just standard lenses without all the extra stuff my old glasses had, it let me get a new "look" really cheaply. A new color of hair dye a shade darker and I felt like a whole new woman.
Sometimes that's all it takes for us. I've watched myself, like everyone has, gain weight, have a hard time exercising, slow down, feel more and more unattractive, and all that does is add to the depression. I try to make it a point to have a girl's day with my Mom once a month, whether we go shopping together, the nail salon, or whatever. Something that requires me to leave the house and participate with the human race. Mind you I'm not fond of humans... they are mean, hurtful, selfish.... if I could live in a place where just all my Healing Well friends were I'd be a happier woman then having to deal with the day to day idiots at the store.
I hope you find something that works for you. Have you thought about volunterring somewhere? It'd force you to get out and get dressed, but volunteer somewhere like the animal shelter. I like to go in and play with the kittens and cats. Gives them socialization time, gets me out, and gets my fix of cute and cuddly. The toughest part is leaving without trying to smuggle any of my "friends" out with me. Find something though that'll make you smile, make you feel good about who you are. And remember the most important thing ... the package we're stuck with changes anyway; age takes over, gravity, all that wonderful stuff we never think about in our youth. You are still an incredible, wonderful, compassionate woman inside ... and no pain, no medication, no snide comments from DMV employees, not even age or time can ever take that from you.
*hugs* to you my beautiful friend.
Originally injured 10/26/2007 - Initial diagnosis; Tendonitis
Spent next year seeing specialist after specialist; Bone, Muscle, Hand, Neurologist, Chriopractor, Physical Therapist...
Went through a battery of tests, multiple MRI's
11/16/09 I was finally diagnosed CRPS - Stage 2
Permanently disabled, on Percoset.
February 2011 successful SCSU trial
No surgeon willing to do my SCSU Implant