The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Sunday, May 12, 2019

Of course I did

In no mood to go up just to get splint adjusted. Too loose for security, which is much like comfort. So, I got Dylan to trim it, since Lefty is still iffy with scissors, with a bit of steam I moulded the elastic-plastic.

So much better, snug and secure.

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

What a swell time

Mad strong twinges, weirdly painful, but short acting. Therapy accomplished, progress emphatic, still swold-up. Walked well, did stuff.

Pulled weeds and planted seeds, one handed sitting my butt on the ground.

All the colors of dead cells

Orthoglass splint off, plastic on, exercises assigned. First set of today done, hand scrubbed of dead skin. Derecho eager to get stronger, dismayed at the amount of damage.

Staving off fear and despair.

Monday, April 15, 2019

am I made of crackers now?

broke my right arm. when I try to sleep I keep experiencing that moment.i feel fragile and overwhelmed.

crumbling before my very eyes.

Wednesday, February 6, 2019

Boston feet, again.

Yup, toe broke left. Fasciitis right, point heel pain. Taping, exercising, icing, heel pads.

I needed a diagnosis more than a prescription, once I know what it is, I know what to do.

Sunday, January 20, 2019

Heel, heal, real.

A week or so of increasing right heel pain, along with sprained little toe left, eased finally by capsaicin patch application. Why didn't I think of this earlier? Probably pain interfered with thought.

As it so often does.

Tuesday, January 15, 2019

visual field loss

Wobbly, scintillating letters as I looked at the crossword at work, migraine aura. Finished the case, got help from coworkers to clean, I hurried home before I lost vision. About a third of left field smeary by the time I got home. Cocktail of drugs to forestall a full fledged attack.

With good care, doing better now.