A miraculous 9.5 this morning.
But feel like i'm falling apart a bit.
Recent life has been fraught with a series of battles. Managed to fight off a nasty virus while caring for sick dependants and my other half was travelling. Took me out for 2 weeks.
Am now fighting a selection of recent infections and plantar facia inflammation with a side of pancreatitis. probably caused by body using up all its reserves in the first battle.
Am off the the podiatrist for a repeat round of toenail alteration tomorrow which Im really really not impressed about. I should have listened to my inner voice the first time when he wouldn't /couldn't do it the way I knew it needed. Trying different person this time.
After I fought the virus off I was so desperate for exercise I went for my first 'walk' (of the leg stretching variety vs round the supermarket with trolley assist) in 18 months. It was glorious, sunny, saw a rainbow, and a favourite type of bird, - a specific type of heron.
Managed to hurt plantar fascia and thats also when the toenail (on other foot) threw a wobbly. Tried to treat it at home, but then got pancreatitis from the suddenly worsening infection, so had to phone medical centre and beg for an appointment. Fortunately I am a frequent flier and pancreatitis got me an emergency appointment later in the day. And the pharmacy managed to fill it late in the day for me too which is another miracle.
Nurse had trouble getting a line for my IV medication later in the week. 7th try. Said I might need to get a port, but I don't think anyone will approve it.
Managed to get a cancellation at the optometrist as the cyst next to my eye/eyelid/on edge of eyesocket has suddenly doubled in size as well and I can't wear swimming goggles now. goodness knows even which specialist deals with that.
And have an appointment later this week with the endocrinologist to gather info for the insulin pump application.
Blood sugar ( and food) has been all over the place. Actually nearly had some lows when first had virus which is totally weird.
Have been needing lots of naps, and after first short daily outing in the morning, come back home to bed to wait for painkillers to kick in.
Had to take dependant person out for haircut at 4pm today. Got home so tired that I couldn't speak and had to go straight to lie down, then had unflavoured plain fried tofu (leftovers) for dinner which on one hand seemed grim, but hit the spot. Then an emergency nap (3rd of the day) at 7pm. I forgot how much antibiotics wipe me out - even more than normal that is.
Apologies for the rant.
On a positive note, apart from the short walks, I now am able to wear laced shoes again. First time in 18 months as well. It takes a while to put them on, with huffing and puffing, and weird angles pulling the socks up(and I need to see if there is such a thing as a shoe horn still).
But I can do it! Also didn't get pancreatitis with the virus - which is the first time in about 11 years. Usually get it with colds and everything.
Just pondering if I could use a plastic ruler instead of a shoehorn, and trying not to think about podiatrist tomorrow.