For grins, I went back to my last post before it all caved in. On January the 24 I was worried about nutrition, clutter and talking about upcoming trips.
On January 25, Prissy got terribly ill and I fell off my horse and ended up at the ER. That was a long day, it's past and no sense in wasting space with it now. I was up and around on the 26th, on the 27th I woke up with a flu that got incredibly and rapidly worse as the day progressed. A blizzard started and I was snowed in for a week with the flu, no working toilet and very limited mobility.
Some days it took me all day until 10 or 11 pm, to feed the dogs and myself. When you are snowed in, you are on your own with what you have available. When we ran out of dog food (it was frozen in the car) we started on lean meats from the freezer. The dogs were ok with this program.
I lost a couple of snakes during that time-a virus has been going through my colony and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I lost a friend who was a young mother. We did not, thankfully, lose power-my plan was just to go to sleep and die along with the animals-I had no energy to do anything else.
It's been a long road back and I'm still not there yet-but am moving in the right direction. I can move around more easily now, stay up for longer times. The Westminster Dog show was the first television show I was able to watch in over a month-sitting is still not the easiest thing to do.
Sometimes I get tired of explaining why "it's taking so long" to heal. I'm going to be fifty-I fell from a height that is taller than my head. Nothing broke-a lot of things got really banged up and bruised. If you think YOU could do better, climb up to about 5 feet 7 inches and do a flop more or less straight down on your bottom. Then get back to me. Oh, and run 100 and something fever for several days, shaking and shivering on those sore muscles and don't eat for a week or so. See how that works for you....LOL.
More and more I get amazed at how even older people in our society think there should be a pill or a treatment that is an instant cure. We really have gotten completely out of touch with our bodies and how they work. That statement includes me. I've learned more about my buttocks and pelvic girdle than I ever knew existed. I didn't quite realize that extent of the muscles that lurk there until they all got tied up in knots
Of course, we all know I'm getting better now as I'm willing to talk about it. Being sick or injured always drives me deep inside. I have some ideas why that might be-but it really doesn't matter in the scheme of things.
While perched on my heating pad, I've distracted myself with taking stock of things. Some of those things are not pleasant to take stock of-but I am keeping my eyes open as I always do and will push through.
I'm going to set this to post on Monday-I like my haiku and I don't want to take away from it. Priorities.