We're still looking for a replacement vehicle. So far I've tested two. The one yesterday was a let down. It had some great extras, but it was dirty and had some other issues. I kept trying to tell myself that if they said they would fix stuff maybe it would be okay. The more I thought on it last night though, I realized that wasn't it. I asked God to make it clear to me, and both times I just didn't feel right.
Also, can we just talk about car salespeople? I know they're just people working to make a living, but they creep me out. I couldn't do it. I can't hover and pressure people. Yesterday the guy was ready to hop in the back and go with us. He popped his head in the passenger door was like, "Mind if I come along!?" I was just like, "Ummm...can't we just go alone?" Pretty sure he was disappointed about that. We did get a nice kid free supper though, which was nice. I didn't have to play "I Spy" and deal with whining and crying.
Next week we'll do some more looking. If we don't find anything, we'll be hitting the road in our friend's car so they can have their van back for their trip. I'm just truly thankful for their family.
On top of vehicle stuff, our drain started backing up from doing laundry. Something is clogged up and the plumber has to come tomorrow. This old house and its plumbing is killing me. I hope it's only something easy, but is it ever? I swear if they have to dig up our yard for a third time I'm going to just lose it.
Then as the cherry on top, my back pain is getting worse by the day again. Chronic pain sucks. Even on the best days it's still there. But when it gets this bad, it really makes life hard. My hips have hurt badly too, which is causing shooting pains into my legs and feet. I struggle taking care of myself, because I feel like I need to do so much for my kids and make sure my house is cleaned. I wanted to put the Christmas tree up next week before we leave, but I think it's going to have to wait.
I'm pretty good at hiding my pain from other people. Most people wouldn't have a clue. Only my family hears the moaning and whining when I'm hurting. I mean, I still have to live, and I don't generally like to ask for help, so why let others know how much I hurt?
I may end up at Urgent Care in hopes of some pain relief. It doesn't help much usually. There's only one drug I've found that helps and there's no way I'll straight up ask for it because it's an opioid and I feel like you get major side eye if you ask for an addictive drug. I know in my heart of hearts I need another MRI or something, but even if they tell me that, it'll probably come back "normal" minus my giant curve which we already know is there. And when you don't have actual insurance it makes all of these costly things a bit scarier. I think through my medical sharing group that a lot can be covered, but it'll come out of pocket before being reimbursed.
So...if you think about it, I would appreciate prayers.
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