Monday, March 18, 2024

Monday, Crazy weekend

 

For someone who worked most of the weekend, this is really how I felt.

Thursday, I spent all day and I mean all day doing hand work.  I had to finish up a wedding dress that needed so much hand work.  Like hours of it and I sat in front of the TV and did this until evening when I finally finished.  Well that meant that I had not really moved my right shoulder but had used the muscles around it causing it to flair and stiffen. So, I was in pain and frustrated, as I knew better but did it anyway. The damn dress is done!

Friday, I spent a good amount of time in my yard, working on my rock project.  Actually, too much time as I really over did it.  Can you imagine me overdoing anything?

I have been having some problems with my left foot as in severe heel pain.  It is Planter fasciitis, which is common for those who have RA.  But Friday morning it attacked my right foot, and I was limping pretty badly.

It will usually abate if you keep moving but if you stop and take a break it comes raring back. So, the whole day as I was working my butt off in the yard I was also dealing with a painful set of feet.

When I came in for the day I could hardly move.  Kelsa was spending the night, and we went and got Pizza. I was worried that I was going to be very sore on Saturday, but other than my feet I was fine. I started to cut back the grape vine that was over taking the back part of the fence and I just created another mess in the yard.  But I was taking a break on the rock work, as I had broken the screen I was working with, and I just wanted to give my shoulders and arms a break. 

I came in about 2:30 and started to get ready for company.  I had the corn beef to start, and I made a dessert, and some soda bread.  I also really cleaned house. Nate and Signe" came and picked up Kelsa and Nate fixed my screen and did a couple of other honeydo jobs for me.  But as the afternoon wore on and company was expected, I became really weary and sore.  Like arthritis flaring through my whole-body sore. It was pretty terrifying.

We had a good dinner, and I think I fed everyone too well as we all went into food comas and got through just one game, and then all retired early. Auntie was ready to drop, and I did the dishes as quickly as possible and took two kinds of pain killers and went to bed!

Got up Sunday and did not feel too bad.  Woke at 10:30 and went to church then back home to take a three-hour nap. Then we went to Lil sis's for dinner and then back home to bed early.  I did play the piano for about an hour. I just felt that I needed sleep, and my feet are fine today, and I feel good. So, what was all the pain about this weekend?  I mean it was scary bad.

I can get emotional when I am in severe pain and kind of doomsday like. This is it!  It is the end! I am not going to make it! Now I am thinking... I don't know what I am thinking.

What do you think I should be thinking?

Kim