Friday

And I knitted a row or two on this cabled hat

Better?

I don’t know if I am the only person in the world who tries to figure out what caused their misery or not but I had a running list of what could have gotten me into this fix. The top contenders were old age and hard work. There quickly followed things like... my shoes. My belt. My sedentary three months followed by work. You name it. 

And I haven’t been knitting since I came back to gainful employment. Only thing I have done is learn how to knit an icord. Fun fun!

But for now I am better. Fingers crossed.

But Fancy misses me

Regular (Warning: TMI)

This morning I could feel the normal pain in my left side. Hadn’t registered in a week. Over a week. I can stand up straight and limping on the left like old times.

This has been a rollercoaster of pain. Getting up the stairs after work? Epic! Never have I felt so bad, shaking and sweating Ike some kind of hype. All because of the pain. No meds would touch it. And my bladder? I have got to start wearing a diaper if this doesn’t clear up. Rolling over in bed and it’s pee everywhere! 

Self diagnosing is like being your own lawyer. 

But do you go to the doctor for everything? Every twinge??

Ah Grace. I miss you already. Our last words were I love you. And I did love her. If I can hobble to her viewing I will. 

She meant so much to me. I am afraid I can’t say goodbye to her today. 

This has fer sher been TMI but it’s been a real revelation to me. I was used to the pain on my left side and couldn’t even fathom what was going on.

And worse? I haven’t touched my knitting in a week. There’s something about it that I have to not be in agony to do it I guess.

Same

This morning it was exactly the same.  Unable to stand up straight.

This is the worst and my worst nightmare. It’s not something easy and it’s never going to go away and I am never going to feel good again.

Well I may not be too far off.

The Xrays of my poor old back! Bone spurs and flattened discs and arthritis. Misalignment and visible torment. It looks how I feel

I keep thinking of how many times my back as been in screaming agony and I just kept going and doing.

The hell!!! 

Plus I ordered a chair while I was high in tramodol. 

How My Mind Works

So I knew from hard experience that it’s kidneys- or suspected it strongly. And went to be healed. And yet....

Last night when I felt no better I kept thinking what if it’s not what I think. What if it never goes away? Well give it time...get into nap mode mostly because I am exhausted. This sucks. Sunday morning there is NO CHANGE and I still couldn’t roll over in bed. 

That’s it I am dying.

Internet says a shot and antibiotics could take a day or two.   Nobody got time for that. 

Nauseous, super grouchy, hobbling like an ancient crone... can’t stand up straight which the old man can’t understand how bent in half is actually better. 

So I think we’ll damn and take a Naprosen and pray.

Now 24 hours after the shot and a naprosen I feel... not so much better as I think I am mildly improved and on the right track. 

Ahhhhh... the relief of sitting up straight and taking a deep breath.

As long as I don’t move fast I am ok. I think I can work as long as I don’t have to run too much.

I will give it til noon.

I did not work but hopefully will be able to tomorrow. I have never felt so bad. Praying I am on the mend

Treated

Got a shot. 

Maybe I will live

Kidneys

At least that’s what I think it is. If it’s still bad tomorrow I will go to urgent care. Can’t stand up straight and I am super puffy. 

We shall see

App

I got sick of looking for my blog and decided to use the app. I figure the time it saves will be helpful.

I am unproductive and grumpy. I hate everything and don’t feel like knitting even 

What is wrong with me?

I’ll tell you what’s wrong. It’s having to work. Haha!

New Blogger

I hate trying anything new.

Thinking Thoughts

I have hardly touched my knitting since going back to work. Maybe I needed a little bitty break.
On the upside it’s a delight to be able to bend and move without tight clothes....lol. I have been struggling in my uniforms for years. YEARS!
So nice to bend over and not nearly barf.
I am reminded of Dick Solomon 3rd Rock from the Sun and his tenure in Fat Losers....how do you solve the problem? Bigger clothes. Simple!
I worked on the snow leopard a bit this morning, switching patterns right in the middle. As is my wont. I am pathetic and feeling uncommonly honest at the moment.
Getting back to work after this whole mess...ugh it has been daunting. I look forward to retirement but only with a lot of money.
I am having to learn everything all over again and figure out what to do with birthdays. Today will be the day I start working on the belated...I got my future June’s in the mail and plans for upcoming next week.
Looked at job posting and there were 12. There are usually HUNDREDS and the sight of those dozen sad little entry positions? Sad.
I am grateful for my work and the living it affords me. But rich would be nice.
I could buy solid gold knitting needles.

Rescued

Thank GOD I don’t have to work at Ft Gibson. What a blessing! I am so relieved and happy that even my heart palpitations are a good thing!
Still knitting a couple leopard prints...jeez I don’t know if I am cut out for that many colors. I am working on a plain old cabled hat.
And what could be going on in my sewing room?

But that is for a different blog!