And the kindness continues

Friday morning as we were leaving the pain doctor's office we received a call from the spa I referenced in my prior post.  The woman who called said she and the spa wanted to offer complimentary massage services to Roger and me as often as we would like.  I went from zero to full tears in nothing flat.  As the tears poured down my face, I expressed our sincerest gratitude for the kindness they showed us on Thursday and said we couldn't possibly accept this tremendous offer.  She stopped me mid-stream and said "We insist.  This is our small way of offering help.  We know bad things happen to good people.  Please let us do this for you. Let me book an appointment for you now."   The thought of this exceptionally kind and generous offer still moves us both to tears.  (there seems to be a lot of that lately).  Roger asked me as I hung up the phone with the spa, "why would they do that?  it doesn't make any sense."  All I could respond was, "maybe they see the kindness aura you radiate and they want to reciprocate". 

Trip to pain doctor didn't net any real fixes.  We are amping up Roger's pain meds to see if we can at least get it under control.  We've ordered yet another new version of the spray pain-killer hoping it might help.  Unfortuantely it doesn't come in (special order) until Tuesday.  Nothing seems to be working at the moment - so we'll try this new version of delivery.  If we don't notice an appreciable difference, then we will go back and try again.  As you can imagine, after weeks of piercing pain, his disposition isnt fairing so well.  He is exhausted from trying to deal with the pain which means he is sleeping more...or at least is trying.  The pain keeps waking him.  This afternoon, he spent move of the afternoon and evening shifting in his recliner - trying to find a comfortable position.  Around 6pm he went upstairs to lay down to see if that would help.  I checked in about a couple times.  Still couldn't find a peaceful, comfortable moment.  So, I ran a bath and he is soaking upstairs now, as I type. 

We tried another massage therapist this morning to see if we can continue to get the kinks.  She used to have a studio in Broad Ripple but moved downtown.  I loaded Roger and a bag of magazines for me into the car and drove us downtown.  This time he had an hour massage.  He said he seemed to help for the next 30 min following the massage.  As the day worn on, the magic effects of the massage wore off.  We're going to try to work in massages for him on a more regular basis.  Though I try to rub and massage the kinks out of Roger on a daily basis, there just isn't anything like the touch of an educated therapist. 

Hoping for slightly cooler temperatures tomorrow.  Not sure that we are going to get any kind of break.  We're both happy to see the rain (as is our grass) but could do without all the heat+humidity.  Can you say "sauna".  Also, hoping to get Roger out on a small walk.  Trying to stave off his muscles atrophying any further.

Have a great weekend.  xoxoxo, a & r