(sigh)  Well, they say the Guai Protocol is not for the faint of heart.

 

They aren’t kidding.  I’ve got my hot rice packs on the back of my head again.  The middle of back (T4/T5) and the back of my head are killing me again.  

 

It’s been like this for a while now.

 

It gets tiresome.

 

We had String/Wind practice today.  Normally, I love practicing.  But, it was really hard to sit up straight and play my guitar.  The angle at which I had to sit to play my guitar made the middle of my back really ache.  I fidgeted and squirmed, trying to find a comfortable position.  There was none.   I played anyway, because I wanted to learn the songs for church tomorrow.

 

I’m home now, putting hot rice packs on my back to ease the pain.  Ugggh.  I’ll be so glad when this is over-- when I’m finally done cycling all this fibrocrud out of my system and I can just and play my guitar, and, well, just sit and play my guitar...

 

We had our monthly “Ladies Night” last night, with the ladies from the church.  It is always nice to be around the company of the other women.  I enjoy the fellowship.  But, I didn’t drink any wine because I already wasn’t feeling well, and its hard enough to focus on driving.

 

My friend Kathy told me today she noticed my eyes looked darker than usual last night, and today, I had dark circles under my eyes.  Cammy, who plays the violin, noticed I was having hand tremors.  I hadn’t noticed that today, but I had noticed that tremors thing earlier in the week.  Not sure what is causing it, but probably related to some nerves being pinched in the back or something.  I’m sure this, too, shall pass.  

 

In the meantime, I’m working on a big project for Alex’s school, (again.)  It is actually a continuation of the big project from the fall,  (California Distinguished Schools.)  My son’s school made it through the first step of the process, and we are now onto the next stage-- a site visit.  The judges are coming next Friday to spend ten hours on campus, walk through every classroom, meet every teacher, talk to every employee, basically inspect anything and everything at the school.  My job is to make a 5-minute multimedia movie to show at the beginning of the day, to set the tone and mood for the day.  Film was one of my two majors in college, (the other was English,) so I enjoy projects like this.  I’m happy to do it.  I just wish it was a little easier to sit in front of the computer.  The small of my back isn’t too happy with prolonged computer time at the moment.  But, I’ll get it done, no matter what, because it needs to be done, and we will win this thing.  We haven’t come this far to lose at the final step.

 

I’m hoping the Sunday School kids will be nice and quiet and well-behaved tomorrow, or at least less rowdy than last week.  I imagine they will be.  The weather has been good all week, so they won’t be so restless from being cooped up by the rain.  They’re all back in school from winter break, and back into their normal routines.  And, since its a String/Wind Sunday, only half the church ever comes to church, which means half as many kids, (the String/Wind group doesn’t take this personally, or as a reflection upon our playing.  Since it’s the one Sunday a month the choir doesn’t have to sing, everyone uses that as their “going away” weekend,” and a good portion of the church are all members of the choir.)

 

Well, God will always be there to hear the music, even if no one else is.  That’s good enough for me.