Re-re-shuffling my plans & to-do list for the first half
of the week. While the dizziness continues to mostly stay away
and to be chased away with meclizine when it does approach, there
are still the matters of fibromyalgia pain and sleep-wackiness:
despite having a no-dizziness/no-migraine day yesterday, by the
time I got pain levels in my legs and back down enough to really
feel like coping with being upright, it was a bit late in the
day to make the trek to Bowie to visit Mom. (I hope one of my
siblings did something nice...) So I rearranged my expectations,
including planning to do today a couple of things I'd previously
intended to do on the way to or from Mom's. Then I utterly
failed to sleep last night; if I'm lucky, I'll fall asleep before
the morning gets much more stale and be up again early enough to
take meds in time for them to be working before this evening --
and whether I make it out this evening or not, what I'd re-planned
for this afternoon is gonna be re-rescheduled for tomorrowish
(except for a couple of writing and filling-out-forms tasks that
I can do at home if I fail to get to College Park tonight, but
at the moment I'm assuming they'll be Tuesday tasks).
Not absolutely excruciating pain yesterday -- God
knows I've suffered much worse -- but enough to make me feel
somewhat less than mobile.
I did manage a brief outing this weekend to spend some of
the grocery money a friend sent via PayPal, but I only got as
far as a convenience store, so I've got bread and milk but
still need to do a proper shopping run for cat litter, yogurt,
potatoes, etc. Knowing I've got most of a loaf of bread
and a few ounces of cheese downstairs does cut the stress
level a little -- enough to notice. As does knowing I'll
be able to pick up a few other essentials shortly. I hate
asking my friends for that sort of help (okay, I suck
at asking for help in general, I know), but I am
very grateful for the help I got in response.
I wasn't sure how much I'd wind up using the cane after
the dizziness receeded, but my right leg was bothering me
enough when I went shopping, that I decided I ought to take it
with me just in case, and see how much difference it made.
That was the right call, though my right arm got a bit tired.
(Using it just for stability, I could switch hands if I wanted
to; using it to take the stress off a hurting leg, I wanted
to keep it on that side.) I'm not sure how I want to
manage the cane on days when the drugs are enough to make
the cane superfluous (or when the pain is mostly above the
waist): take it with me in case I start hurting more while
I'm out, or leave it home (or, more likely, in the car)
because it's one more thing to get in my way and take up
a hand when I don't need it, and a small additional drain
on spoons up until I get to the point where it can start
saving me some spoons. The amount I hurt does vary quite
a bit.
It did occur to me to rig a strap so I could sling it
across my back when not using it. Then I got this mental
image of myself with all sorts of Things I Might Need
arrayed around my body, looking like the "well-equipped
adventurer" figurine one of my college friends got and
painted, and I thought that might not actually be the way
to wind up ...
The Plan, of course, is to continue to try to time my
meds and my sleep such that I'm feeling well enough to get
around normally when I need to go out -- so, at least with
my current thinking on the subject, y'all will most likely
see me on days when I don't need to use it, especially if
I also need to carry the double bass or a couple of guitars
-- but the cane does nudge the hurting-too-badly-to-go-anywhere
threshold in a useful direction, at least when I'm not
carrying much. And it comes in handy when the VCR spits
out a tape at the wrong moment and I want to push it back
in. Anyhow, where before you could use my footwear as a
clue to how well I'm doing (in flats but not in boygarb ==
hurting quite a lot but not quite badly enough to keep me
from leaving the house at all), now there'll be an additional
visible clue in the absence or presence of a cane. I'm
not sure yet exactly what the order will be (I haven't
experimented enough to know whether I should switch from
heels to flats before or after picking up the cane (and
I'm not going to assume without experimenting)).
And I'm now starting to sound a little less coherent
to myself and feel inclined to ramble and add lots of
extra parenthetical bits, which means sleep is probably
finally catching me. And that's a Good Thing, since I've
been waiting to be able to fall asleep for about the last
nine hours. Here's hoping. Gonna post this and close
my eyes instead of making another editing pass, lest I
miss this sleep-window. Hope this makes sense as-is
& I didn't leave off half a sentence somewhere.