Back from vaca and waiting to see what we shall see

 It was nice to have a week off from work and the everyday routine. I managed to travel to Tennessee, Missouri and Arkansas last week although the latter was actually the spot in which I spent time. I flew into Memphis and crossed into Missouri a week ago Sunday while my friend searched for a gas station to her liking.

 Getting out of town, away from work, seeing one of my best friends, flying somewhere and looking at the world from miles above all  are worthwhile pursuits though not all are always restful. Returning to work from vacation  likewise isn’t all that as well, especially when a hectic week stares back at you.

 The work week isn’t so hectic. It’s the getting up however early tomorrow to catch the shuttle by 5:30-6 a.m. from the local VA clinic to the Houston VA hospital. Yes, I could drive, but I don’t like to deal with morning traffic when I don’t have to do so. I am going to the DeBakey hospital for an electromyogram, a.k.a. an EMG. That is a test that “measures the electrical activity of muscles at rest and during contraction. Nerve conduction studies measure how well and how fast the nerves can send electrical signals,” according to WebMD. EMGs and nerve conduction studies are used for testing various conditions including carpal tunnel syndrome, neuromuscular diseases, herniated discs and neuropathies. In my case, it is the latter.

 For the past six months my feet have felt at times as if my toes were growing out of my shoes. Plus, I get numb toes or toes that ache to the lightest of touch or just a throbbing pain as if someone was nailing my feet to the floor. Hopefully, the VA people will find out what is causing this through their studies. I already take Lyrica, an anti-epileptic drug that is also used for conditions such as neuropathies and fibromyalgia. I have had mixed success with the drugs so far.

 To cap off an otherwise hectic week, I plan on attending a 35-year high school reunion this weekend. The reunion or reunions, actually, are not one solid event it seems but one get together followed by another. It’s no official, organized thing, which quite possibly will make it more fun than dread.

  So here I am back, not quite ready to take on the evil world of the ultra-ultra-ultra conservatives or to take the left-left-left wing to task nor am I ready to dive into what the president I voted for is doing. But as I stated above, that doesn’t mean I am just sitting on my arse and playing that old familiar tune.

 I am back and as far as the week ahead and how it goes, we shall see what we shall see.