All this sunshine is really bumming me out
while the East Coast is snowed in, it's sunny and warm in PDX. The cherry blossoms are blooming, my front yard is full of daffodils, even the rose bushes that I never got around to cutting back in January are putting out fresh leaves and shoots. Every bright sunny day wrings my heart just a little bit. I feel like I'm failing at life by not seizing the pretty days and doing something more exciting and life-affirming than running errands. The cold rainy days are more comforting, i don't have to keep any guilt about just getting by and making do. I can stay in and listen to podcasts or an audio book while decorating eggs and cleaning and baking and it feels like an accomplishment instead of a failure. Plus no headache from all that blazing sunlight. I moved to the PWN for a reason, and this bright sunny weather is NOT in line with my expectations of overcast gloominess.
IoN, had my 6 month followup with the hip surgeon. Had been hoping it would be the final appt with her but no go, scheduled another one for 3 months out. She's happy with my range of motion and flexibility and reassured me that the psoas spams are totally normal, especially since I spent over a year in pain before getting it treated and the longer the delay in treatment, the longer recovery time. Or at least that's conventional wisdom on the subject. Also, one of the sad facts of getting older is that everything just takes longer to recover and adjust.
I have definitely been noticing that sitting super upright perched on the edge of my seat as has always been normal for me is one of the least comfortable options for me now. But I CAN sit in my saddle-type special work chair again which is FANTASTIC! I had to jump through many hoops and make several special trips on days off to get that chair and was thoroughly peeved that I couldn't sit in it for months because it just hurt too darned much. But now...back in the saddle, as they say. Yay for the little things. Still trying to keep focusing on the positive things. I have a good job that I enjoy and appreciate that keeps me feeling useful and productive and also lets me take sick days when I just...can't. I have everything I need and most of the things I want. And for the most part I really do have my health. can walk and talk and feel and see and hear and sure some parts hurt and sleep is a struggle but that's so minor in comparison to all the things that could be wrong with my body.
IoN, had my 6 month followup with the hip surgeon. Had been hoping it would be the final appt with her but no go, scheduled another one for 3 months out. She's happy with my range of motion and flexibility and reassured me that the psoas spams are totally normal, especially since I spent over a year in pain before getting it treated and the longer the delay in treatment, the longer recovery time. Or at least that's conventional wisdom on the subject. Also, one of the sad facts of getting older is that everything just takes longer to recover and adjust.
I have definitely been noticing that sitting super upright perched on the edge of my seat as has always been normal for me is one of the least comfortable options for me now. But I CAN sit in my saddle-type special work chair again which is FANTASTIC! I had to jump through many hoops and make several special trips on days off to get that chair and was thoroughly peeved that I couldn't sit in it for months because it just hurt too darned much. But now...back in the saddle, as they say. Yay for the little things. Still trying to keep focusing on the positive things. I have a good job that I enjoy and appreciate that keeps me feeling useful and productive and also lets me take sick days when I just...can't. I have everything I need and most of the things I want. And for the most part I really do have my health. can walk and talk and feel and see and hear and sure some parts hurt and sleep is a struggle but that's so minor in comparison to all the things that could be wrong with my body.