Movement and momentum

 After a week without the hormone blocking medication, my tendon pain is definitely improving, but not yet gone.

I was doing fine until yesterday, when Annabel got under my feet, and I stepped on her foot, and reacted by moving wrong.  

This started a cascade of pain all over again in my right leg, where the knee stabilizing tendon has been the worst.

It was SO frustrating that I burst into tears: not just from the pain, which was substantial.

Hot tub helped last night, and I will do yoga, and myofascial release, today.  

I had hoped to go for a cold weather walk at a local park, but we'll see.  Getting cold definitely causes the pain to intensify.

We should have warmer weather this coming week, and I really need to get moving again.  Being sedentary only makes my issues worse.  Movement is KEY, and we have not been walking regularly for weeks, with the arrival of winter wind and weather.

Once I can get walking without pain, I look forward to building up some momentum, to stay ahead of the pain and stiffness.

I also have not taken dance class for weeks due to the pain.   I need to start that up again, and just do what I can.

Dave and I made a pact yesterday.  If it's not raining, or icy, we will walk, no matter how cold, once I get my pain sorted out.

I have been out of the house so little, and so infrequently, that I was starting to really have some mental health issues.

SO, yesterday, since Dave still can't get his Instacart grocery shopping app to work, we went to the grocery store together (he really needs to get that fixed, though, and will call their customer service line, yet again, since we paid $100 for the service).

We went in the mid-afternoon, and we went to a store that is usually not very crowded, and we were able to shop in relative safety.  

We wore our N95 masks, and we stayed away from other shoppers, and we washed our hands the moment we got home.

It wasn't much, but it helped me tremendously.

That's one reason I really wanted to go for a walk at a park today----so I am hoping that ibuprofen, and doing my bodywork techniques, will get my leg loosened up enough to get out.

Dave has to cut more branches off our our big, beautiful shrub at the corner of the house.  Last weekend's heavy snow broke 4 more of them.

The October ice storm debris is still piled up out at the curb all along our street, so he can just add to the pile. 

Some streets in our area have been cleared, but not ours.  Many streets are still piled high with depressing, huge piles of tree branches, limbs, and trunks.  

Our stimulus money showed up in the bank on Friday.  Finally.  

I put most of it in my condo account.  I like to have a little buffer in there, in case my tenant has any problems with the home.  The buffer I had has been gradually drained away by the fact that I pay out more than he pays me, due to the ever increasing association dues.

The hope is that we will be selling the thing soon, though.  More news on that later this year.

Dave and I got ourselves on the registry for the COVID vaccine.  Even though we both have underlying health problems, we do not qualify for the first round yet, because we are under 65.  

Apparently, they have now separated those two categories, and we have to wait.

There's not much else to report.... I refuse to engage in the hysteria around the indescribable events happening politically.

I can't go there, or I will fall into an abyss.

All I can do is have faith that the insurrectionists, and their seditionist leader, will be rounded up,  and quelled.  

I didn't fight cancer for 6 years to die from a virus, or to witness the complete implosion of my country.

Wishing you a peaceful, good mental health week!