That title makes it sound as if I’ve had a ton of adventures and am winding down. Not. Even. Close. I’ve done nothing since Friday except rest and relax. If I push too hard, the muscles rebel, and I’m in agony again. So, I decided to just not move too much. I’m not better, but I’m certainly not worse. I promised my husband that if this pain continues, I’ll see the doctor, but I hate the thought of it.
Seriously, what can he do? I know he’ll say that I must rest. I am. I need to take IB or another NSAID. I am. He might suggest pain meds. I won’t take them because 1) they make me woozy, and 2) I don’t want addiction added to my list of woes. He may want x-rays or MRI. That’s too difficult for me right now. So, I’ll continue to do as I have been. I haven’t even gotten dressed after my painful shower. I just wear robes – they’re easier to get into than slacks and a top. Today, I may try Aspercreme, but there’s no research to show this medicine can be helpful. I’ll also try the ice routine, but no heat. I still think time will heal it, but I get impatient.
I also began my research on new places to live. Doing it online isn’t that helpful. I can see floor plans, but I think I need to visit these places in person. I want a place with two bedrooms and two baths, so that’s my starting point. A high rise wouldn’t be good. What if the power went out, and I couldn’t do the steps? Independent retirement communities with continuing care can be quite pricey. I also need a walk-in/roll-in shower. Odd that they’re so rare. So, I’ll continue my search, and then maybe my husband can scope them out before I do. This is getting to be a chore!
I need to move into a more comfortable position, so I won’t stay on here much longer. Hopefully, I’ll see some improvement by tomorrow.