Recuperating
I’ve been a little under the weather lately. I put my back out around Tuesday or so, and by Thursday it was bad enough that I had to go to the doctor. (I have a history of back problems, but this hasn’t happened—not like this, anyway—for a couple of years.) Judging by the fact that I could barely walk or stand without the pain getting so intense that I just had to sit/lie down and also by the fact that my muscle relaxers weren’t helping at all, I knew from past experience that I wasn’t going to start getting better without a round of steroids, so off I went. They gave me a shot at the doctor’s office and a course of steroid to take. I’m doing better now, but for a few days hobbling around was using up all my energy. Also I kept alternating between tearful and half-starved due to the steroids. That’s still going on, but now that I’m tapering off them not so much.
Sigh…I need to make a more reasonable effort at working out. This half-assed once or twice a week thing isn’t cutting it. (I didn’t hurt myself exercising, though—I woke up hurting way more than usual one morning and it kept getting worse. I think I’d lifted a box wrong the day before.) But first it’s going to be a week or two of just stretching until I’m past the risk of this happening again.
Anyway, I’m not all better yet, but well enough to tote the assembled afghan around with me so I can finish working in the ends (yes, it was too heavy to carry a couple of days ago!) and well enough to concentrate on crochet. I think I’ve got about 25 ends to go, then it’ll be done and I can work on some of the many, many negleged WIPs I have going on…




