Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Paying for Fun

Since our very fun day this past Saturday, I haven't been right. Which is sort of an arrogant statement, with the assumption being I was right previously...


I find it a little scary, the cost to me physically, doing something that in prior days I could do with my eyes closed and not skip a beat. Having decided to entertain down by the water, rather than up by the house meant many, many, many trips to the beach, and back. It is clearly sloped downward from the house to the beach, but its a low grade slope. That is until you are taking your twenty fifth trip UP to the house, and then UP the flight of stairs, to fetch or return something.


Sunday I discovered the places on my body which paid the price. The weirdest was somethiing that has been progressing for a while now - my toes, and feet. Paul and I jumped in the lake for a cool refreshing swim, and while I was kicking in the water I could feel my toes complaining about the movement. My toes??? That is just too silly. I suspect some serious arthritis is setting in. My hip, no lie, is demanding a more gentle treatment, as well. I think it is my hip - its my back but low and to the right. It makes it hard to get comfortable in bed and turning can be excrutiating. What the hell.

Somewhere along the way I caught a bug. I could feel it coming on Sunday, but thought maybe I was just tired. But no. Monday morning - no voice, throat like sandpaper. Achey and tired.

I'm grateful for the help of X & M on Saturday. M wouldn't stop cleaning up, because, as she put it "I know you are going to be tired tomorrow, so I don't want you to have to do much". Can you beat that with a stick???? I gotta say - I was the envy of a few of my guests on Saturday, having such awesome daughters.



So as badly as I feel right now, it is a lot better than I would have felt if I hadn't had the help of four loving hands. Paul had a great time, and was very grateful for the opportunity to spend time with his friends, something he deserved to enjoy for his 20 years of giving and self-improvement.

I'll give my poor old beat up body a few more days to get rid of this bug by itself before I seek the aid of antibiotics. I don't mind croaking like a frog for a couple days.



Peace

2 comments:

L. Gill said...

Hi Elf,
Got that bug too I think-I thought it was bronchitis at first. Bummer my friend.

The pain you describe is your S.I joint. (Sacralilliac) OUCH. I have had cortisone injections in mine.
Rat's Ass, F-ing A, it is a son-of-a bitch type of pain. Lying flat with a pillow under your knees tucked up tight below the thighs is the ONLY way to rest the frigging joint and reduce the inflammation. The joint is where back meets pelvis....back-ass pain. I am so sorry!

Thinking of you-and sending healing vibes...Be well, rest and breathe deep. People love you-I am one of 'em.

Paige

Unknown said...

great, back-ass pain.

thanks, PT, for the info. i was having a hard time figuring out the source of the pain...your answer makes a lot of sense, i think it is right on. i have had this pain for several years now, but not enough to be concerned. whatever i did on saturday really sent it over the edge though - am now considering medical attention for it.

again, thanks for your feedback and healing wishes. still croaking and achey, but no worse. hope all is ok in your world?