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.
My Brooklyn is pregnant again. Damn, I can't imagine having kids a year apart! I guess it's good that she's young, she's going to need the energy. I'm mad though because I nearly lost her when she gave birth last time. But, I admit, they are doing pretty good. When she found out she was pregnant last year, she moved out of her dorm and they were staying with his mother. No bueno. I'm glad they are on their own now. Plus, I can stay and help if needed without spending my savings on a crap motel room. I sure wish I could convince my hubby to move there. But it's3 hours away and he hates change.
I've decided that this pandemic can kiss my ass. I'm going to visit them in two weeks. Until then, I'm not leaving my house. Don't want to take any germs with me. I still want to go for Christmas, but I normally get the flu or pneumonia around then, so screw it- I'm going now. I've also decided to learn how to make a quilt. My mom is going to help me, so it will be extra special.
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