I remember as a child, the joy of leaping from trees, that high of free fall, the solid thud when my feet hit the ground. While I have never liked falling, it never used to slow me down. When my disorders flared and kicked in falls became devastating. My first serious fall was the first year I lived in Surrey. I was trying out for track and field, the relay race, and totally bailed into the gravel. It was my right knee that failed me then. I started seeing doctors shortly after that, I was 14 I believe.
Last night I had my first serious fall inside. I have bailed a few times when wandering about the forest and stuff but most of those could be traced back to a physical object of some sort making my uncooperative meatsuit fail.
Last night all I did was lift up onto the ball of my right foot to climb up onto my very high bed.
I felt my ankle give, it’s not an unfamiliar feeling. Since I severely sprained it dog walking it’s always been extra pissy. The issues with my metatarsal joints just made worse by my defective connective tissue being stretched out more by the injury. So that didn’t surprise me. What did surprise me was landing on my back on the floor. Usually I can compensate and kind of bypass it, kind of hauling myself up with brute strength.
I guess the combination of barometric pressure crash, plus exhaustion, plus everything flaring…but yeah. Regardless I hit the floor hard and while I have no bruises I am tender, both physically and mentally. I needed to use my cane in the house for the first time. Which also happens to be the first time I have used the cane I got from my Uncle, who passed away in November.
I had a good cry about it then put the new rubber bottom on. It’s a lot nicer to use than my all metal one, I assume because the wood absorbs some of the shock. I’m going to have to talk to the doctor about this ankle. Since getting my orthotics the ankle pain is rare. Obviously now I know it’s still fucky and I might need more effective hardware to protect the joint.
I am feeling very unwell today. The barometric pressure has been doing this rollercoaster thing for the majority of the winter. It’s been really rough. Particularly with having to recover from surgery.
The symptoms I’m having right now are the ones that really get to me. I’m used to pain and stiffness and having to gently push through it. These symptoms I can’t really alleviate the I can with pain and stiffness.
The list includes: dizzy, exhaustion, lethargy, light headed, unsteady on my feet, upright is hard. The longer I remain upright, the harder it is to do so. Shakes, swelling, feeling like I’m going to faint. Ugh.
Tracking symptoms as I think I’ve noticed a correlation between my cough, night sweats, and exhaustion.
Day before yesterday chest tightness started. Took my puffer yesterday in the morning. Night sweats last night. Woke up wheezy and coughing this morning. Woke up exhausted last two days. Been working a lot more the last 2 weeks.
Must track longer to see what’s what. Maybe a Connective Tissue Disease related? I can’t see this being related to Fibromyalgia or Psoriatic Arthritis.
Edited to add: Did some very gentle hip opening stretching, did get a small amount of relief for a moderate period of time. Also did some stretches for my neck/t-zone that a physical therapist taught me when I was pregnant with Fintan.
Pretty awful today overall. A lot of myofacial pain, some joint pain. Joint pain on the right side; wrist, hip, ankle. My spine, t-zone included, also bad. Nausea, hot/cold flashes, sweats, sinus congestion, mucousy cough lingers. Nerve/spine pain is bad right this second. My jaw has been very painful, a headache accompanies this of course. There was some major upheavals yesterday, I’m guessing that’s why I feel extra awful today. Stupid stress hormones.
Still managed to care for two kids mostly myself, make breakfast/lunch/dinner, also got a nap thanks to my spouse. Oh and Little Bug (the baby) woke up at 3am and didn’t really go back to sleep. She’s a handful right now. Four months old today, so she is hitting a growth spurt plus sleep regression and teething. Plus my son has been acting out more due to the changes. Still seriously considering getting him assessed. He’s been having bad screaming fits when upset/angry/frustrated. He’s a great big brother, I’m really proud of him.
I have a good friend coming to visit tomorrow. We’ve managed to hang out almost every Sunday for the past month and a bit. Mainly because they come here. So that will be nice. Kidlets will be off visiting with my parents.
I feel awful without my meds. I am taking 2-3 Tylenol 3’s over the course of the day. My doctor prescribed them for me so I could take less of the OTC Tylenol w/ codeine and my high dose Naproxen. It is working out well. When I have taken my Naproxen it was for three days at a time, which I’ve done twice. Codeine kinda fucks me up but whatever.
Work is hectic and exhausting. So far the only good thing about it is I’ve been closer to home. And the cash I guess, we need the money.
We are in the middle of a heat wave and what I would call a drought. Too tired to find you sources at the moment. The forest fires are really bad and have blanketed my region in smoke. There was a fire on the other side of the mountain from us just the other day. Excitement. (Note the sarcasm). My breathing has been yucky. Need to call the doctors office about my lung function appointment.
There’s other stuff going on in my personal life that I won’t get into here but it is also exhausting.
I’m in a grumpy, exhausted, “just done” head space today. At least I have less walks then yesterday.