It’s cold out and I’m leaning back on an ice pack. I don’t remember when it was, at least a year ago, that I pulled something in my back while making the bed. I think I was still having O & M lessons with Dave because I remember him telling me that sort of injury takes awhile to heal and is easy to injure again. I don’t even think I did anything specific to it this time. I don’t remember feeling that pop like I did the day I tucked the sheet and cried out in pain. This has been a gradual thing since yesterday morning. Luckily I remembered that ice was the best thing for it the first time, so I’m doing that again. I also see my massage therapist on Thursday and I can hear him now.
“Why aren’t you stretching those hammies? Didn’t I tell you to keep stretching those hammies to prevent back injuries? Didn’t I? Huh? Huh? Huh?”
Ok, he probably won’t sound like that, but he will scold me. He’s not your typical fluff and buff massage therapist. He’s more like, a muscle health drill sergeant. Yeah, that’s pretty accurate. I guarantee he will scold me about my hammies. I get in and out of the habit of stretching them daily. It’s hard to remember to stretch on days I don’t work my legs. My bad.
In other pain related news, today was probably the best I’ve felt in a long time, despite the back pain. I took the new med last night and within an hour I felt the nerve pain begin to melt away! I could actually move without staggering this morning and when I checked the weather at about ten I was shocked to find the humidity at 90%. I didn’t feel it!
Unfortunately I started to feel the waves of tension along my nerves early this afternoon while I was waiting for Carol and Georgie to come for a shopping trip. My doc wants me to take the meds at night since they may cause drowsiness, but after the holidays I’m going to experiment with taking them in the morning. If I can do that and function, they’ll work great. It doesn’t make much sense if my pain is gone while I’m sleeping and not the whole time I’m awake.
I didn’t have much energy for shopping today since we went in the afternoon, but it was still a success. I fit into a pair of designer jeans; my first ever expensive pair. I got to meet Georgie’s daughters for the first time and I told them I needed to know their voices. I called one by name and asked her to talk. She did. Then the other one. She sounded like the first. I could not tell them apart and they aren’t twins. They are super close though, and we had fun. They took off and did their own thing while the adults shopped so I didn’t get much time with them, but they were delightful kids.
I can’t hear that Christmas song, “Most Wonderful Time of the Year” now without thinking about my doc. She is the coolest doc I’ve ever known. She’s the kind of woman I’d like to go shopping with. She cracked the funniest joke during my exam on Monday but unfortunately I don’t want to write it in public. Every time I hear that song on a commercial now, I laugh inside.
I’m working on another sestina. The other one I wrote was so bad since I was just trying to get a feel for it. Today I discovered that it is supposed to be written in iambic pentameter. Wow does that make it more difficult. I love the challenge, though.
There’s a college football game being played at the Trop. It’s wrong to hear the official’s whistle and no cowbell. I miss baseball so much!
Jayden did well today but I need to remember when I go shopping to use the GL from the get go. He is so people distracted. It was easy to fix the dog distraction problem because there’s never one hundred dogs in a place but at the mall, there’s no avoiding people and the distraction is so brief it’s hard to catch and fix it with a time out or obedience. The GL fixes the problem. I’m so grateful that my GDB instructor pounded into my head to never leave home without it.
Yesterday Jayden kept me from what could have been a really bad fall. The paratransit driver pulled up next to the curb instead of the ramp for some reason when he picked me up from the Doc. I had no idea and Jayden absolutely refused to get on the van. I probed out and discovered about a six inch gap between the curb and the van steps. I don’t even want to think about what would have happened if Jayden hadn’t alerted me to something I needed to be aware of before boarding. Isn’t intelligent disobedience cool???
Jay is curled up with me on the couch as I lean back on my ice. I can’t wait to go to bed soon and begin reading “A Separate Peace” by John Knowles. It was a book I had to read in high school and loved and I found it on Audible, blissfully unabridged. T minus thirty minutes.