I am not a good sick person. I have a tendency to whine. Especially if I hurt. And today, after yesterday's fall, and the subsequent tightening of muscles, I'm in a decent amount of pain.
But, life goes on.
I'm going to remind myself that I'm still very thankful the fall wasn't worse.
And I'm going to pray for the lady I met on the train the day before I fell - the one with the spinal injury.
I'm going to be thankful for some prayers that were answered, and some other things that could have been serious, but weren't.
I'm going to sip tea, do my job, prop my magic bags in alternating moments on the sorest parts of me.
And then I'm going to go home tonight and take a hot shower and return to my propped against many, many pillows position, and sip tea and move as little as possible.
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Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
Progressive Stiffness
The good news is that my pants have finally dried and I'm no longer dealing with the discomfort of wet clothing.
The bad news is that the various body parts that I jarred while bouncing down five or six stairs this morning have grown progressively stiffer and more painful.
I'm feeling a new appreciation today for the lady I met on the c-train last night who was suffering from spinal injury, and her comments on how challenging it is to take the train at rush hour when it's packed out and avoid jostling her injuries, or being pushed and bumped into. As I consider my own coming commute home by train tonight with a stiff and aching back, shoulders, and neck, I'm wondering what that will be like as well.
The bad news is that the various body parts that I jarred while bouncing down five or six stairs this morning have grown progressively stiffer and more painful.
I'm feeling a new appreciation today for the lady I met on the c-train last night who was suffering from spinal injury, and her comments on how challenging it is to take the train at rush hour when it's packed out and avoid jostling her injuries, or being pushed and bumped into. As I consider my own coming commute home by train tonight with a stiff and aching back, shoulders, and neck, I'm wondering what that will be like as well.
Fall
Ironicly enough, I did a quiz this morning that told me my nightmare is falling. (I don't ever dream that I'm falling, though I've dreamt about being on the edge of precipices.)
I slipped on some wet, icy stairs this morning on my way to work and fell down half a flight before coming to rest.
My jacket (nice and long) flipped up instead of covering my butt, so I bounced through several puddles of muddy muck on my way down, and am starting the day off right with a very wet and rather dirty butt. It's terribly uncomfortable. It was one thing to be wet like this when I'd just crawled out of a swimming pool after demonstrating a synchronized swimming figure to one of my students, and was sitting on the deck, continuing the lesson. It's a whole other ball of wax when I'm sitting at a computer, in an office!
I'm pretty sure I pulled a muscle in my shoulder, because of the jerk from the bag I was carrying on that arm, and I think I'm going to have a fairly bruised hip, and just generally sore neck, shoulders and back for a few days. I may have also rolled one ankle.
As falls go, it definitely wasn't the worst winter fall I've ever had. And that is worth being thankful for.
Ah, well, at least the day can literally only go up from there!
I slipped on some wet, icy stairs this morning on my way to work and fell down half a flight before coming to rest.
My jacket (nice and long) flipped up instead of covering my butt, so I bounced through several puddles of muddy muck on my way down, and am starting the day off right with a very wet and rather dirty butt. It's terribly uncomfortable. It was one thing to be wet like this when I'd just crawled out of a swimming pool after demonstrating a synchronized swimming figure to one of my students, and was sitting on the deck, continuing the lesson. It's a whole other ball of wax when I'm sitting at a computer, in an office!
I'm pretty sure I pulled a muscle in my shoulder, because of the jerk from the bag I was carrying on that arm, and I think I'm going to have a fairly bruised hip, and just generally sore neck, shoulders and back for a few days. I may have also rolled one ankle.
As falls go, it definitely wasn't the worst winter fall I've ever had. And that is worth being thankful for.
Ah, well, at least the day can literally only go up from there!
Monday, January 12, 2009
Comfortably Situated
I am propped up in bed. With three pillows behind me, and another beneath my knees.
I have magic bags draped across both of my feet and ankles, which are desperately glad that I decided to set aside any and all tasks that required standing tonight. I slipped on some snow and ice yesterday and fell. Not badly really. Just a moment that was lacking in gracefulness. (And who can be graceful, really, in winter boots and coat, while walking down a slope on an icy, snowy lakeshore?) I didn't think it was all that bad at the time - I knew I'd twisted one ankle a bit, but upon waking this morning and attempting to move I discovered that it was perhaps a bit worse than I'd thought. It would seem that I actually managed to roll both ankles as well as twist my left knee. I climbed three flights of stairs this morning on my sore knee and ankles. I wasn't yet ready to acknowledge that I might be in pain, and I was avoiding someone who arrived at the building at the same time as me and was taking the elevator. I couldn't bear the idea that my first human interaction of the day would be an insincere conversation with said person. Taking the stairs was a mistake. I discovered today that limping is a difficult proposition when you can't take the extra weight on your opposite leg. So I kind of waddle for the moment. It looks goofy.
I'm sorting through bills. Catching up on some emails. Making lists. There are lit candles scattered around the room. That always makes me happy.
I'm still not feeling too great - I got quite ill at work on Friday, and though I've managed to eat at least one meal a day since, my stomach is still being choosy. So I had toast for dinner. Followed by blue jello. I love jello. Yes, I know what it's made of, but I love it anyway. (Just as a side note, if you've ever watched or participated in synchronized swimming - that stuff that makes their hair so shiny - clear gelatin. It's the dickens to wash out later, but does the trick for keeping your hair in place in a way that no hair gel will. And it actually makes your hair incredibly soft.)
Eventually here I'll get around to some reading - I have a new book to start, and I'm nearly finished re-reading a favorite from last year's list. I may even take some time to catch up on life and write in my journal. Or I might just watch last week's episodes of Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice online while semi-reclining, since I did go to all the trouble of getting comfortably situated.
I have magic bags draped across both of my feet and ankles, which are desperately glad that I decided to set aside any and all tasks that required standing tonight. I slipped on some snow and ice yesterday and fell. Not badly really. Just a moment that was lacking in gracefulness. (And who can be graceful, really, in winter boots and coat, while walking down a slope on an icy, snowy lakeshore?) I didn't think it was all that bad at the time - I knew I'd twisted one ankle a bit, but upon waking this morning and attempting to move I discovered that it was perhaps a bit worse than I'd thought. It would seem that I actually managed to roll both ankles as well as twist my left knee. I climbed three flights of stairs this morning on my sore knee and ankles. I wasn't yet ready to acknowledge that I might be in pain, and I was avoiding someone who arrived at the building at the same time as me and was taking the elevator. I couldn't bear the idea that my first human interaction of the day would be an insincere conversation with said person. Taking the stairs was a mistake. I discovered today that limping is a difficult proposition when you can't take the extra weight on your opposite leg. So I kind of waddle for the moment. It looks goofy.
I'm sorting through bills. Catching up on some emails. Making lists. There are lit candles scattered around the room. That always makes me happy.
I'm still not feeling too great - I got quite ill at work on Friday, and though I've managed to eat at least one meal a day since, my stomach is still being choosy. So I had toast for dinner. Followed by blue jello. I love jello. Yes, I know what it's made of, but I love it anyway. (Just as a side note, if you've ever watched or participated in synchronized swimming - that stuff that makes their hair so shiny - clear gelatin. It's the dickens to wash out later, but does the trick for keeping your hair in place in a way that no hair gel will. And it actually makes your hair incredibly soft.)
Eventually here I'll get around to some reading - I have a new book to start, and I'm nearly finished re-reading a favorite from last year's list. I may even take some time to catch up on life and write in my journal. Or I might just watch last week's episodes of Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice online while semi-reclining, since I did go to all the trouble of getting comfortably situated.
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