That is some cool positive advice the Lone Crab gives. My take is that the body needs time to restore energy and wellness. It is hard but looks like accepting things you can not change. Writing about the feeling you are experiencing on bed rest could be a topic to get back writing and doing everything you are not able to do now. Hang in there. Lifting you up in prayer. ((hugs))
My feet swell sometimes. I've had DVT twice in one leg, once in the other. I'm very careful. But yesterday... there was a swollen bruise on my right leg. I pressed it to see how badly swollen. It indented more than 1/2 inch but seems to be okay today. I worry about my poor circulation, scrub my toes with a soft bristle brush, watch discoloration come and go. I probably need new arteries or veins but hey... "Heathcare" USA (enough said?). I may be better off trying something here in Thailand. But still... wish I lived in a country that had adequate patient based healthcare. Thailand and Taiwan mostly do, but I can't access it. First world systems like Europe, Canada and Australia do, but again, I can't access it.
I know I sound bitter.
Hope the knot is minor and discoloration normal. And... hopefully the doctor can come up with a plan that suits you.
As for school... I'm too old unless it's free. I learn a lot by traveling and reading articles on the internet and by talking with people about their experiences. Textbooks have limits.
My feet happen to feel just like that today. I had to go out to a doctor appointment and the post office. It didn't take much to get mine screaming in pain. btw: stepping on a Lego is the worst! You probably already know that.
I recently took a class in Nature Journaling. For this Creation Saturday, find a place to sit outdoors (or at a window) and observe what your see, feel, smell, and hear. Record your observations in any form you choose (poem, monologue, short story, drawing, personification of the animal you're watching, etc).
The tintinnabulation of the church bell marked the beginning of a perfect night as the scent of moonflowers swirled around us on a refreshing zephyr. As we snuggled against each other for warmth, Zak spent the next hour pointing out various celestial wonders. The longer he talked, the more animated he became. To see him so excited and blissful caused my heart to swell with pride and my eyes to swell with tears. In the middle of his chaotic teenage world, I witnessed him experiencing a childlike joy he had forgotten was possible. As he explained astronomy terms his sapphire colored eyes were focused on the great unknown of the vast universe and his stutter disappeared. For an hour, he let me into his world.
As I began to describe the wonderful night my nephew and I spent stargazing from the roof, I realized it had nothing to do with our surroundings and everything to do with us.
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