Some morning crankiness
Mar. 28th, 2007 09:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
selenayI am not entirely happy today. And I shall relate the reasons forthwith:
Yesterday was my sixth Good Day in a row. I haven't had 6 consecutive Good Days for longer than I can remember, so this felt like something of a milestone. Admittedly, I was also a little concerned because the down from Good Days is never pleasant. My usual pattern is one Good Day followed by one or two Bad Days followed by a week of Not Good But Not Terrible Either Days. Lather, rinse and repeat ad infinitum.
Ocassionally, I vary the pattern with two Good Days, one Bad Day, three weeks of Urg Hurty But Not Quite At Really Bad Day Level Days.
So, 6 Good Days were both lovely and slightly concerning, but I was trying to enjoy the sensation while it existed. No hip pain, minimal pack pain and just a touch of shoulder pain - go me.
Until yesterday evening when I went to get my car. In the morning, all the wider spaces that I usually use were filled so I had to park in one of the slightly narrower spaces. I carefully made sure it wasn't in the aisle where a narrow space means never getting out of the carpark again or on the aisle where people always block you in. I parked my car centrally in the space, ensuring that if everyone else was considerate there would still be sufficient room to get in and out of cars.
Obviously, that was too much for later parkers and when I returned to my car it had cars on either side parked so close it was almost impossible to get into the car. I briefly looked at whether the passenger side was easier than the driver's side, but it wasn't and I still would have had to crawl across the car afterwards. So I squeezed down to my door opened it and chucked my bags through the gap. I attempted to squeeze into the car, but wouldn't fit. Removing my coat gave me that extra half inch needed to wriggle, squeeze and twist enough to get into the car. Eventually. After that, extracting my car seemed a doddle!
Sadly, all that squeezing, wriggling and twisting put my back at angles that it really doesn't like and my run of Good Days has ended. This morning I was rather stiff, have a brand new pain site (yay!) and can just about cope if I move really slowly and carefully.
Thankfully, there was one wider space left when I arrived this morning and I nabbed it.
All I can say is that it was a good thing I didn't need my walking stick yesterday because I would have been totally stuffed. I am not amused by this parking thing. Maybe it's time to ask the doc about a blue badge?
In other thoughts, I did not write any Mage Murders last night. Instead I picked up a story beginning that I found at the weekend, A Sensible Man, and wrote a bit of that. Because it's a fun, fluffy story :-)
Yesterday was my sixth Good Day in a row. I haven't had 6 consecutive Good Days for longer than I can remember, so this felt like something of a milestone. Admittedly, I was also a little concerned because the down from Good Days is never pleasant. My usual pattern is one Good Day followed by one or two Bad Days followed by a week of Not Good But Not Terrible Either Days. Lather, rinse and repeat ad infinitum.
Ocassionally, I vary the pattern with two Good Days, one Bad Day, three weeks of Urg Hurty But Not Quite At Really Bad Day Level Days.
So, 6 Good Days were both lovely and slightly concerning, but I was trying to enjoy the sensation while it existed. No hip pain, minimal pack pain and just a touch of shoulder pain - go me.
Until yesterday evening when I went to get my car. In the morning, all the wider spaces that I usually use were filled so I had to park in one of the slightly narrower spaces. I carefully made sure it wasn't in the aisle where a narrow space means never getting out of the carpark again or on the aisle where people always block you in. I parked my car centrally in the space, ensuring that if everyone else was considerate there would still be sufficient room to get in and out of cars.
Obviously, that was too much for later parkers and when I returned to my car it had cars on either side parked so close it was almost impossible to get into the car. I briefly looked at whether the passenger side was easier than the driver's side, but it wasn't and I still would have had to crawl across the car afterwards. So I squeezed down to my door opened it and chucked my bags through the gap. I attempted to squeeze into the car, but wouldn't fit. Removing my coat gave me that extra half inch needed to wriggle, squeeze and twist enough to get into the car. Eventually. After that, extracting my car seemed a doddle!
Sadly, all that squeezing, wriggling and twisting put my back at angles that it really doesn't like and my run of Good Days has ended. This morning I was rather stiff, have a brand new pain site (yay!) and can just about cope if I move really slowly and carefully.
Thankfully, there was one wider space left when I arrived this morning and I nabbed it.
All I can say is that it was a good thing I didn't need my walking stick yesterday because I would have been totally stuffed. I am not amused by this parking thing. Maybe it's time to ask the doc about a blue badge?
In other thoughts, I did not write any Mage Murders last night. Instead I picked up a story beginning that I found at the weekend, A Sensible Man, and wrote a bit of that. Because it's a fun, fluffy story :-)
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Date: 2007-03-28 01:27 pm (UTC)Looking forward to reading Mage Murders and A Sensible Man. And I need to give you that map at some point, don't I. Hmm. Not that I'd like you to be working on the Serpent sequel or anything, you understand :-).
Hope your afternoon is going well.
Tx
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Date: 2007-03-28 02:49 pm (UTC)And of course you don't want me working on the Serpent sequel :-)
A Sensible Man (seriously only the working title - I'll be finding a much better title when it's done) is a fun thing to write, although I'm not sure that it's going to be easy to classify when it's done. That's if I can actually match the writing in it, given that I wrote the opening pages two years ago! It's an odd little beast because the tone is a little odd and the characters are rather strange and it's kind of half like a fairy tale, kind of half not. Er.
You may have to read it when I'm done just to help me work out what exactly it is!
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Date: 2007-03-28 01:51 pm (UTC)I wish there was something someone could do for you. You don't deserve this kind of pain.
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Date: 2007-03-28 02:42 pm (UTC)The hugs are very welcome, though :-)
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Date: 2007-03-28 03:54 pm (UTC)Take care,love.
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Date: 2007-03-28 07:16 pm (UTC)As to why I haven't applied yet...I'm just not willing to admit that it's necessary yet *sigh* It puts the tag of disabled on me - and I don't feel disabled a lot of the time - and the people giving out those badges require it to be a permanent, not getting better type of condition which is a difficult thing to consider. Calling it chronic pain isn't much different in medical terms, probably, but it is in my head.
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Date: 2007-03-28 08:43 pm (UTC)