So, as you can tell from my last blog (if you can remember that far back, if not, scroll down), I have been in physical therapy. Except I wasn't for a month. Because I got really sick.
The Emergency room doc said I barely got there in time, as my fever was 103 and bottom blood pressure reading was 118. I was grey, so they said.
After treating the symptoms and getting my fever down to 101, I began to be "with it" some. It took a few days for them to figure out what was wrong. I had e-coli in my blood, which kills you.
They think it came from kidney stone complications, and I haven't even mentioned having them, have I?
Eh, never mind.
Anyway, I'm back in physical therapy, though I "back slid" some from missing out a month. Hopefully I'll regain and this pain will once again go away. The good news is I didn't lose any strength in my leg. I'm doing everything "all by myself" except getting in and out of the shower and driving. I still have to stiff leg it up and down the stairs, which is aggravating, but at least I can go up and down now.
Maybe the next time I blog I'll actually have something to talk about besides being so pitiful.
I certainly hope so. I'm starting to bore myself.
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Sunday, August 4, 2019
Sunday, March 11, 2018
Sometimes Life is a Pain in the Rear
I know, know. It's been over a month since I blogged.
But frankly, life has been a big pain in the rear lately, and I mean that literally as well as figuratively.
I've been in physical therapy twice a week for a while and that's real nice and all, but I'm getting tired of it. At least the cast is gone except I'm supposed to wear it at night (Cue hysterical laughter).
I've also had two kidney stones and one kidney infection thanks to the first kidney stone.
I hurt my back so bad I thought I might just croak. Physical therapy put dry needles with heat on my rear (I told you life had been a pain in the rear), which didn't help. So I went to a chiropractor, a new one since mine is on medical leave, and he did one thousand things to me, including putting electrodes on my rear end (see??).
After scanning my spine ("Oh my," sez he) and doing a bunch of everything else, he said I'd somehow knocked my tailbone a'windin'. Okay, that's not exactly what he said, but you get the picture.
I walked (sorta) out with less pain but extreme stiffness. Thank goodness I was scheduled for a massage yesterday morning, and after she left I napped and got up feeling better. I still can't sit for long without gettin' stove up, but I'm better.
The chiropractor will see me again tomorrow to adjust me again and show me some exercises, the word everyone who is in excruciating pain yearns to hear. Tuesday I get a break so I can take Mother to the neurologist (if I can ride by then) and then it's back to Physical Therapy on Wednesday.
Somebody stop this merry-go-round and let me off so you can give me some money to help pay for all this mess! ha!
I didn't bother to mention that the antibiotics have given me a severe case of the Green Apple Two Step, even though I 'm on two different kinds of probiotics, because that's TMI for even my blog.
And yet:
A friend, who is even in worse shape than me 'cause she can't stand upright without breaking something, called to check on me and just talk. Thank you.
And another friend purchased a book and mailed it to me from Broken Arrow, OK, because she knew it was my kind of book and I'd enjoy it. Thank you.
And another friend, who is virtually home bound due to a few crippling issues, e-mailed me and had Husband pick up fresh eggs from her "girls" that we are already enjoying. Thank you.
And I have friends who have told me they love me and are praying for me. Thank you.
And a friend who asked me how I hurt my back and told me I was dumb to do that in my condition and not to EVER do that again. Thank you
And Daughter and Husband who fret over me, drive me to all these appointments, wait on me and never whine (at least in front of me). Thank you.
And to all of you who have patiently waited on this blog, only to hear me whine, but will read the next one anyway. Thank you.
Life ain't so bad after all.
But frankly, life has been a big pain in the rear lately, and I mean that literally as well as figuratively.
I've been in physical therapy twice a week for a while and that's real nice and all, but I'm getting tired of it. At least the cast is gone except I'm supposed to wear it at night (Cue hysterical laughter).
I've also had two kidney stones and one kidney infection thanks to the first kidney stone.
I hurt my back so bad I thought I might just croak. Physical therapy put dry needles with heat on my rear (I told you life had been a pain in the rear), which didn't help. So I went to a chiropractor, a new one since mine is on medical leave, and he did one thousand things to me, including putting electrodes on my rear end (see??).
After scanning my spine ("Oh my," sez he) and doing a bunch of everything else, he said I'd somehow knocked my tailbone a'windin'. Okay, that's not exactly what he said, but you get the picture.
I walked (sorta) out with less pain but extreme stiffness. Thank goodness I was scheduled for a massage yesterday morning, and after she left I napped and got up feeling better. I still can't sit for long without gettin' stove up, but I'm better.
The chiropractor will see me again tomorrow to adjust me again and show me some exercises, the word everyone who is in excruciating pain yearns to hear. Tuesday I get a break so I can take Mother to the neurologist (if I can ride by then) and then it's back to Physical Therapy on Wednesday.
Somebody stop this merry-go-round and let me off so you can give me some money to help pay for all this mess! ha!
I didn't bother to mention that the antibiotics have given me a severe case of the Green Apple Two Step, even though I 'm on two different kinds of probiotics, because that's TMI for even my blog.
And yet:
A friend, who is even in worse shape than me 'cause she can't stand upright without breaking something, called to check on me and just talk. Thank you.
And another friend purchased a book and mailed it to me from Broken Arrow, OK, because she knew it was my kind of book and I'd enjoy it. Thank you.
And another friend, who is virtually home bound due to a few crippling issues, e-mailed me and had Husband pick up fresh eggs from her "girls" that we are already enjoying. Thank you.
And I have friends who have told me they love me and are praying for me. Thank you.
And a friend who asked me how I hurt my back and told me I was dumb to do that in my condition and not to EVER do that again. Thank you
And Daughter and Husband who fret over me, drive me to all these appointments, wait on me and never whine (at least in front of me). Thank you.
And to all of you who have patiently waited on this blog, only to hear me whine, but will read the next one anyway. Thank you.
Life ain't so bad after all.
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