Sunday, July 24, 2016

Something New

Experiencing something new, and not too keen on it.

From mid-afternoon on, I've had bones breaking, nothing unique there. But after they break, today, they've been turning into something like molten metal. They become liquid, but very thick liquid, and hot. Ribs have melted together. My knees don't quite fit together properly any more because the bones have reshaped themselves, post liquefaction.  

It's a really strange sensation. I am able to appreciate it as something bizarre, but I'm failing to see the humor in it, and really don't see the need to experience it any more. It is allowed to cease for the night, and really does not have to revisit at any time soon, say, the next 75 or so years...

Saturday, July 9, 2016

Part Two...

So, I tried going to bed again, but could not sleep. So I did some Sudoku puzzles. I finished the third one, and then realized that most of my broken bones were no longer broken. I almost felt like it was just an allergy or a cold!

I use the 6 point pain scale. I know there are more people who use the ten pointer, but I relate better to the 6. 0 is no pain at all. 2-3 is obviously present pain, but not really a distraction beyond that pain. 4-4.75 is a serious distraction, but I can still function. 5 is where function is compromised. 6 is curled up in a ball on the floor unable to do anything. That all make sense to me. For some reason 0-10 is too much variance.

Today? 5.75 almost the whole day. Now? 5.25 probably, which feels just fine after this day!

Friday, July 8, 2016

Not a Funny One.

woosh... 

Highly non-functional today. I either came across something that I was allergic to last night, or a strange cold overtook me. I was fine most of the day -- tired from work, sore from work, but that's all. Then with about 20 minutes I went into head and chest congestion, sore throat and throbbing headache. And of course lots of pain. 

Woke up with all of those things plus about 20 broken bones. Plus my left leg is about four inches longer than the right one. I managed to feed the dogs and let them out, and then I gave up and went back to bed. Tried several more times to get up, but there was just not enough body working to make it worthwhile. I finally got myself dressed; Kodiak knew what condition I was in, and tried to help. Tried to go shopping, but only made it as far as Taco Bell. I don't think that the cashier in the drive-thru knew that I'd been crying the whole way there. Ordered three value items, knowing that I had not eaten a thing so far, and it was close to 3pm. I had to force myself to finish the second item. The third is going in the fridge. 

And I am going back to bed.