Today’s trip through hell
…consisted of a bird waking me in the wee hours of the morning, leading me to close the window.
Then it got too warm in the room, so I opened the window again.
Then the bird returned and started chirping again, and I got up again and closed the window.
When I woke up, I looked up the bird call - this bird is called a Vermilion Flycatcher, and I also went outside and had a look - there’s two of them, and they’re female (because they’re brown instead of bright red like the males). This is the horrible sound they make. Just play that on repeat when you’re trying to sleep. You’ll see.
This damned bird chirped all day long on the wires connecting to our house, and on our rooftop.
Sometime around 7pm, the next door neighbor began using a power saw in his garage.
In California, many Victorian homes have the garage right underneath the house - I guess you could say where the first floor would be. Since we live next door in a split Victorian on the ground level, we are ear-level and mere feet away from the neighbor’s garage door/driveway.
The sound of the power saw drove me further insane, and I was paralysed with insanity. I laid there, flopped over the edge of the arm of the couch, trying to stay in that position in order to mitigate my pelvic pain. I began plugging my ears. Then I forced myself off the couch and into the shower.
Ahhhh, a shower. A nice, long, hot shower. It felt very good on my lower back to just stand there in the stream of hot water. After I turned off the water and was toweling off, I felt a tinge of pain and looked down to see a growing puddle of red, and more red streaking down my legs.
Expletives flew from my mouth.
Thankfully I was still standing in the shower, so I was able to just hose myself down again. I was not happy to have to soil my towel, however.
And now the pain is full on again, along with the bleeding. The low back pain is excruciating, and I’m weak as hell. To my detriment, I let the Tylenol 3 lapse, so I just took a whole pill and have to wait up to an hour for it to kick in.
I’m going to go now and arrange for a substitute teacher for tomorrow.
…and right on cue, that goddamned bird has returned at 8:30pm to keep me insane. I’ve grabbed my headphones and will likely sleep with them taped into my ears tonight.
Part of my agitation is that when I am near or on my period, I am hugely sensitive to sights, sounds and smells. I get agitated easily from sensory overload. The other part of the agitation is that being on so much Tylenol 3 makes me very cranky and moody and depressed, which further heightens the sensory agitation.
And now you know, and knowing is half the battle.