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Hugs for you @AnnbLibre woke me at 12.45 am to let me know my BG was 3.8. So - another of those emergency sweets and I went back to sleep. I'd only got into bed about 11.45 and it had taken longer than usual for me to drop off so getting up at that stage was just ridiculous. But by 2.30 I was so sore that I couldn't stay put and had to get up. I have never, as far as I know, screamed in my life (I was a very stoical child) but this morning I came close - it was the loudest, sharpest groan I have ever heard myself make! That axeman is back and having a go at my knees and hips. But the "cry" came when I was just telling myself that it was improving because my left knee was feeling like my arm did when I broke my elbow - stiff and sore but bearable. Then the axeman hit out again, my knee twisted and the stiffness was gone and the knee gave way. But I hung on to the worktop and just gave that involuntary cry. I had my alarm in my pocket, but didn't press it to call Neil - the worst was over by then and I got myself into the chair. Painkillers came to my aid. Unfortunately, I was just telling myself yesterday that doubling my dose of painkillers to twice a day (could go up to 4 if I want to be zonked out all the time) would have to stop and I would have to stick to once a day. Maybe tomorrow.
BG then was 8.9. It was 9.7 before breakfast and is 7.9 now. Not intending to move around too much today. That, in itself, is a bad idea though. I really need to move or I'll stiffen up completely. Heigh ho! Can't win. Not complaining though. It was my choice not to have surgery when it was offered - my priority at that time was my husband and I didn't want to take time out from caring for him. I knew it was a risk but thought it was one worth taking. No regrets, I would make the same choice again.
I was discussing with Alistair, building a multi bird nesting box and putting it amongst the trees for the starlings to nest in next year so that I can get new ventilation covers put into the holes in our overhanging roof. He told me a story he had heard on some radio programme about someone who had starlings nesting in their roof. It was an old roof and there was a hole which gave access to the birds. The home owner decided that the whole house had to be reroofed and so, at the next breedings season the birds came back to find that their former home had gone. The roof wasn't replaced for 2 years and the starlings found another nesting spot. In the third year the roof was on, there were no access holes and the starlings built their nest on the wall of the house, directly below where the hole used to be! They clearly have long memories. I'm not so sure that my nesting box idea will work now.
I am having to wear knee braces, ankle supports, and a lower back support today, to be able to move. Mine isn't the axeman, but something that appears to have a powerful longsword, and he slices through my body at the joints. If it's my knee, then there is this sharpest intense pain, and nothing exists below my knee. I am aware of missing that lower leg, it does not exist in my brain. So, I don't cry out (Like you I am stoic), I do controlled panting for a moment or two (or sharp intakes or outtakes of breath), and then slow it down to normal deep breathing. By that time I am aware I do have a lower leg, but that knee joint hurts even more now as feeling returns. It is probably the body protecting you from an even more intense pain...
It is my arthritis. It varies with the intensity of sharp pain.
I feel like I have wasted a day today. I meant to get some stuff done. But I feel like going back to sleep again, however I am not going to. I think some gentle movement helps. I am going to sit on the swing with Midnight, and rock the swing with my feet...
You take care. But if you need to sleep, then sleep for a bit. And I suggest doing a little bit of very gentle movement, just for a few minutes when you get up...
I wish there was an elixir we could take to return the body to the normal it could be...
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