Wednesday, October 29, 2014 -( 16°C / 61°F — Still grey and threatening at 2:20 pm in Atlantic Canada )-
Daily Dribble Number One:
I probably did dream last night, and/or early this morning. I don’t remember any of it. So it may have not been very memorable, or reality may have intervened too quickly on me and wiped out potentially valuable stuff I might have learned while wandering around in dreamland.
I slipped after jumping down from a stone wall the other day and landed on my left side. I thought I heard a rib crack, but no- that was a very loud sound made by a pen hitting the ground while my senses were all amplified by the terror of feeling my feet fly out from under me as the gravel driveway came up and punched me in the ribs. Since this now quite spectacular landing, I’ve had to learn to be extremely mindful of my posture as I’ve attempted to change position in bed, get up- or move— get up or move from anything: from a chair, from the bed, from the toilet- step out of a vehicle, climb into a vehicle. Any ‘usual’ move lately can be extremely painful- Last night I discover that it isn’t too bright for me to attempt to move an easily moved couch after the dog dropped something he treasures behind it. Pulling the couch out away from the wall was no problem, but after retrieving the dog’s treasure, for which he was the picture of gratitude, pushing the couch back toward the wall brought up enough pain to make me think I could recoil, loses my balance, fall on my face, or land wrong and bruise another rib if I tried that again. My right shoulder and the right side of my neck has also been a source, or ‘sources’ of pain. My shoulder feels like it’s slightly out of whack, like my arm bone was jarred slightly out of the socket when I landed on my left side on the gravel in the driveway. Every once in a while I almost get the shoulder back into place. Every once in a while I feel like my latest attempt to get my shoulder back into place has resulted in my complete loss of control of my arm and enough pain to almost knock me unconscious. Some of these adjustment moves relieve my neck pain for long happy moments. I have actually gone hours without feeling any neck pain. Sometimes a self-help adjustment relieves my neck pain and causes my bruised rib to complain. So I twist my head, neck, upper body, or all of the above slightly and sometimes that has positive results and sometimes it doesn’t. Coughing is really scary these last couple days.
I am reminded of my uncle, Bruce, telling my cousin, Glenn, in a conversation about arthritis and aging, “Just wait, it gets better-” — which he stressed just right to convey the idea that it will get worse, much worse—
Here endeth today’s rant, file this under, “Life’s little, ‘not so pleasant’, surprises.” 😉
~~~~~Jim