So here I am, a few days later, still trying to get enough room for pictures back on the blog.
Kasia and I are hanging in, as the weather turns her into Dorothy Hamill and me a nervous Nellie that I might fall.
In the meantime, I hope I can figure this out.
My left foot is twitching as I write this, probably in anticipation that tomorrow morning starts my physical therapy.
Gee, it brings back a ton of memories, going to physical therapy.Yes, I was one of “those” children, that is, I put my hand through a washing machine wringer**ask your parents or older siblings what they were if you have no clue what I am talking about** among other things.I have gone through ice and heat and ultrasound and back again.Tomorrow brings no really surprise for me, in regard to what is in store for me.
It’s another chance to appreciate 30 years of health care that I worked to earn with my union, to heal this old body of mine.
Maybe the twitch will go away.
There is nothing like pain to really make you wonder about life.
How can you feel better? What should you do? How can you get friends and loved ones to realize that you are not bitchy, but you are in legitimate pain.
You are in a new town, well, relatively new, and you are waiting on test results.Call up your local physician who entered the referral for the test and says, ” Uh, take alive until we get the results.”
I have never used ice like I am now.If only my mind and body can just get together and decide to be at peace.I am praying every day, and trying to wait things out.
If you have been a reader of this blog for a while, you know I have two fur girls, both golden retriever mixes.
Between walking them and the bakery job, I probably have managed to pinch a nerve in my neck. Bad enough being in the get up to use the bathroom years,now,in addition to that, I am shaking my arms down to get circulation back in there.
I need this?
A friend of mine who is a licensed practical nurse advised me to take some anti-inflammatory medicine and to ice my neck down.I am so desperate I am going to give it a shot.
Whoever said ” Old age is not for sissies.”, well, they KNEW what they are talking about.
I have a lower lumbar that is reflective of my 55 years if not more.
Seeing the ads that Brett Farve has out for the Copper Fit, I saw it and initially had a bad taste in my mouth.As a kid, you would always read about people wearing copper bracelets for arthritis.Sure, they claimed it worked, but eventually you heard more about people with green wrists from the bracelets.
I saw the copper fit ads and figured it was worth a shot.I had been scripted for prescription strength naproxen sodium,and figured if it worked, I’d save my both the abuse of taking the medicine, especially working in the bakery.There’s something about working the racks and having to scoot down that low, especially if alcohol isn’t involved, well, it’s rough on the back.
I have found that at least the back brace serves to keep the area warm, and I actually can function in the bakery. I can come home and after walking the girls, I lay with ice on my lower lumbar and I feel pretty good.
There’s got to be something to this copper fit: maybe it’s psychological, but it does work.
Pretty sad to say when you were actually out walking in 30 degree weather and enjoying it.
I watch the weather channel and heave a mighty sigh when I see what the Northeastern part of the United States, especially Boston, is going through.We actually had a pleasant day, where I went out with a shovel and tried to move snow around before the Siberian chill hits.I managed to make my 10,000 fit bit steps early and am still trying to do a few more, in anticipation of NOT going out tomorrow.
It is really crazy,as the Siberian chill is due to hit here tomorrow and Friday, and Saturday it is due to rain here and be 46.I longingly think back to the time when winter was winter and you knew it: you weren’t playing twirl the radio dial as fast as you can to see what the next hour’s weather will bring.
The girls had fun walking with me.They get a wee bit confused when I stay inside and they have to go in the yard for the bathroom.They miss the exercise we get together.I miss the exercise together. The wind chill, though, keeps my feet firmly planted on the ground.
Stay warm and be safe! Watch the ice!