Lavender and Pale Pink

Sounds better than it looks.

Funny

I have been fiddling around with a hat and it’s slow going. The old man turned on the overhead light as if to help but then just kept casting an irritated look at the lamp. Finally I say hey just turn it off the glare is killing me. He thought I meant the glare of the lights. I meant his glare. Lol!!!

He has a pathological dislike of me knitting. Sit there tying knots. Ha!

I have been abnormally tired lately. There is nothing good on TV my days off so I just sleep all the time. I am social distancing from myself. 

Retired

I am giving my obsession a break. I overdid it on lockdown and feel like I pretty much burned myself out. 

Until better times!

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.