Closer to a working bathroom, all the blossoming, creeping up on a flare-up?

It's been a week.  It started out with the first of the perfect deck drowsing days and ended with the fall of the white blossoms.  In between, there was a grindingly hard week at work when everything at work needed me at once, and I had to be onsite more than is healthy for me, and the bathroom construction fried my nervous system.  Also more blossoms.

 

#HammockTime  #OkomeHouse  #TryingToEatMoreNon-MeatProteins  #AlsoTryingToEatMoreVeggies

#PostOkomeHouseWalk  #OfCourseIGotLost  #ISeeTheMoon

#MondayWalk  #MyTreeIsGettingCloseToFullBloom

I don't know what's going on here, but it's been cracking me up.  I get several emails a day that seem to have been possessed by a snake.  I snort laugh every time.  What on earth . . . ?

Showerhead that I don't bump into!  Actual bathtub for human-sized humans!  A floor not made of 3 layers of ravenous and poorly applied peel and stick tiles that will cut or trip you!  

Today I learned that maybe my breathing problems were because there was no water in the broken toilet, so it may have been leaking toxic gasses into my unit.  Who knew?

#DestructionOfNervousSystemNotPictured  #ToiletStillDecorative  #AtLeastToiletHasWaterAgainToWardOffToxicGasses  #AlsoHadSmallGroupTimeToTalkAboutArt

#WednesdayWalk  #WhiteBlossomsAtPeakBloom  #SecondNightInARowOfSmallGroupThingsAndComingHomeWayPastWind-DownStartTime

Thursday was another full day onsite for work, starting very early for me.  At least I managed to get to the food truck early enough that I could get food and eat it between things!

#AAPIHeritageMonthFoodTrucksOfAwesome

This entire week since I turned off rest mode, my activity tracker has been not-so-subtly encouraging me to turn it back on. I resisted for reasons that don't really make sense to me.  I kept telling myself I was taking Friday off and would rest ALL DAY, and that would somehow fix everything.  Then I worked the first half of Friday and rested the second half, and my heart rate was just really all over the place as I did my impression of something boneless in a hammock.

#IAmLyingMotionlessOnTheHammock  #NappingOnAndOff  #NotSureWhatMore/LessICouldDo

I took a really slow, short walk, but because my autonomic nervous system is all jangly, it gave me credit for more exercise that I think I really got.  The clouds, though!  Oh, man.  

Nothing for it but some chicken soup on Saturday before pool PT.  And then some more blossom appreciation.

#There'sChickenBrothInThereIPromise

#TheWhiteBlossomsHavePassedTheirZenith  #TheyStillSmellLikeHeavenAsTheyGatherInPiles

#Mid-PinkBlossomsBeingAmazing

Enjoy the blossoms while they're having their day!  Everything smells amazing when I can smell, and the firework-like nature of these blooming trees lifts my heart.  Maybe too much, according to my activity tracker.  : D

What to keep and what to not keep: the straight-legged jeans

It's time to let them go.  The last time I wore them was the winter of 2020, when I went to the office 5 days a week and had 5 pairs of jeans and enough hoodies and sweaters to go with them.  Maybe the last time I wore any of them was for PI(e) Day the 13th, the last day at the office before a long stretch of working from home.  An inauspicious day, indeed.

#TheWrinklesOfDisuse

It wasn't the working from home that took the jeans away, though.  I did enjoy 6 weeks of wearing more comfortable pants during the workday, but I would have kept the jeans in rotation or put them back in if not for the worst May day I have probably ever had.  My Physical Therapy Pool closed the week before the stay at home order took effect, so I wasn't able to use it for gentle stretching and strengthening 2-3 times a week.  I went on more and longer walks, and that was putting strain on my body while relieving strain on my brain.  I had been away from the therapy pool for about 6 weeks when my knee and ankle gave out halfway down stairs, and I dislocated my shoulder keeping myself from a face-first fall down the rest of the stairs.

#WeWereVeryGoodFriendsForAWhile  #Ouch  #GoodThingWeWereWorkingFromHomeAndDidn'tHaveToMoveMuch

The knee bent sideways and the connective tissue stretched too far to be able to keep it in place.  Same for the ankle (though it's likely something actually tore there, too).  A knee brace confines the knee like a protective cage, keeping it from bending in any direction it's not supposed to.  And that knee brace is why the jeans need to be passed on to someone who can wear them.

#TapeWas...InadequateToTheTask #AsWasRestingAndElevating  #Alas

Early in my relationship with Midori (my green knee brace), I learned that she was dangerous and would cut me if given the chance.  This is due to one of the things associated with Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome hypermobility type (hEDS): skin that tears easily.  So I tried what I did in jr high/high school sports: putting some of the material they use between your skin and a cast to give Midori and my skin some space.  However, this still results in sweat getting onto the brace pads, requiring them to be washed and put back on precisely and correctly, all things that are hard to do and cause pain for weeks.

#SayHelloToMyLittleFriend  #BornInJuly2020  #HelloMyNameIsMidoriMobility  #ItFeltLikeMyLegWasBeingPunchedInMultipleDirectionsBecauseOfHowOutOfWhackItWas 

Wearing the brace over jeans didn't work because it scrunched the jeans up in weird folds that also tore the skin. : (  I could wear it over gentler pants, but I couldn't wear pajama pants to work.  I had to purchase leggings and athletic pants that were considered borderline acceptable in casual professional settings, and any that didn't have a lot of extra material around the knees also tended to be skin-tight/figure hugging in places I am not comfortable displaying.  So I also had to get longer shirts and sweatshirts to cover said areas.  And I kind of hate how they look, but I also hate not being able to safely walk, and one of those is way more important than the other.

I did experiment with wider-legged jeans for those days when I just don't want to show everyone how crippled I am with my bright green knee brace, but those are also days I walk a lot, which = sweat on the brace = gross and hard to clean.  

#Dubious  #GoodToHaveOptions  #EspeciallyNowThatVisibleDisabilitiesCouldGetYouConsideredLessHumanAgain  #TheWayIWalkSometimesDueToThePainAndInstabilityMakesAVisibleAssistiveDeviceRedundant  #IHateAnyoneHavingToThinkAboutThis 

I have done extensive PT for years, and it just doesn't look like the connective tissue is going to be able to reliably keep things in place possibly ever again.  So the chance that I would ever be able to wear the jeans is pretty much zero (unless a miracle occurs).  

So.  I am not keeping the old, straight-legged jeans.  I am giving them to someone who can and will wear them.  And I hope they have better luck with the Radian jeans that do have amazing pockets but I couldn't keep from falling down to save my life.  The space in the closet will go to the even-less-attractive pants that I have to wear.  Everyone wins.  Yay.