I had a shocking night last night. The pain in my leg means it’s hard to get comfortable. I can’t lie flat and if I lie on my side I have to put my legs on a footstool with pillows on it. I sometimes can’t get the levels right, so either my legs are too low and the edge of the settee digs in my thighs. The other way means my legs are too high and my knees feel twisted. I really, really, just want to get upstairs to bed. My shocked cat 🙀 plant holder shows what I think!
Fed up with waiting for my pulled calf muscle to mend. I was trying to get my steps in, inside the house but I’ve had to give that up, it hurt too much. I’m trying to keep moving as much as I can. I still can’t climb upstairs or get in the bath for a shower. I’m taking pain killers and the painkilling gel I got from the doctors but am sleeping badly on the settee. Hubby has been so helpful and caring. I just want to be mobile again. Got to take the cat to the vets again on Friday. Last week a taxi didn’t turn up so I drove us there in second gear! I hope I don’t have to do that again. I’m going to be alright and people have helped.
I wish I knew how long this was going to take. I didn’t actually have a doctors appointment, I just told the receptionist what I’d done and then she rang back and told me there was a prescription waiting for me at the pharmacy. I am a bit tired and fed up.
Steps… The last few days I’ve kept my phone with me and measured how far I walked throughout the day. Over the week since I pulled my calf muscle I have stumbled and ambled about and managed to walk around five thousand steps a day… Not today. I’ve had more pain in my leg and I was so tired I fell asleep for the first time properly in a week. I didn’t fully wale up fully at about 1pm today.
Being injured is a bit like house arrest. No images to take photos of. No sunsets, if I hadn’t been doodling I would not have any art to show. I’ve got things to do but I can’t. I was going to go to a portrait workshop today but I didn’t dare risk it. There is a problem with petrol supplies and it’s affecting all transport so I might not have been able to get a taxi.
So, life continues to be painful but hopefully things will get better soon. X
My pain is explained! I have a freezing shoulder. Not frozen yet, but on the way. There may be ligament damage and the bursa in the joint may be swollen. I’ve got to talk to the pharmacist about antiinflammatories. It explains why I can’t lift my arm up, sideways or backwards. It explains why I can’t sleep. Now to start doing exercises to prevent it getting worse. Phew….
I’ve just had a bad fall, tripped over a box of hubbys train bits in the bathroom. Hurt a finger, my elbow my knee and twisted my back. He shouted at me and called me stupid. He’s gone to buy a hot water bottle for my back (I’ve got a bag of frozen sweet corn on it at the moment). One minute I was going to get a wash, the next I flew through the air and landed heavily on the bathroom floor.
It’s an hour later. I’ve got gel painkiller on my back and the hot water bottle. I’m OK leaning backwards but then hard to lean forward again….
I’m fed up.