Yesterday, in my continued quest for a purged home I did a lot of up and down lifting and sorting and back and forth running through the house and up and down the stairs. I am careful not to lift things that are too heavy for my already encumbered back, but I lifted a lot of small things over the course of the afternoon. I didn’t even feel particularly worn out or tired, but as the day progressed so did the soreness I often feel in my right leg. By the time the boys and I left for church I was in tears. I could barely get down the stairs and I wondered how I was going to drive. I begged mercy from the Great Physician and hit the road. I felt better sitting down and tested my leg on the brake to make sure I was capable, which I was, and we left. Why didn’t I just call Kris and tell him we weren’t going to make it you ask? Well, I think I’m just that stubborn. I hate to let physical stuff keep me from doing what I planned on doing. Especially church. It also made sense to me that sitting in church with the boys safely tucked away in the nursery might actually be good for my lovely legs. As I drove, then sat through class and then through church the pain did ease up but it still hurt. I decided to call Kathy on the way home just to make sure I wasn’t ignoring something potentially dangerous and she confirmed for me that I was probably experiencing something caused by overdoing it the past several days. She surmised that it may be a pinched nerve and that even going up and down the stairs, whether laden or unladen, I was probably irritating it. I may have caused a tendon to become enflamed and if that is the case then it will take a few days of lesser activity to heal. So…I slept with the temperature down a notch last night which caused a decrease in the amount of times I woke up and then tried to take a long bath this morning to relax my muscles. My leg feels much better today already, in fact I didn’t feel any pain until I picked up Ivan and carried him down the stairs a little while ago. That was the last time I’ll do that for a while…the kid can crawl for crying out loud (which is exactly what he does and consequently I carry him down the stairs…a realization that comes as I type and quite embarrasses me). I still have a lot I want to do so this is going to be a bit of a struggle to keep this thing controlled but I think if I apply myself I can settle somewhere, get comfortable and forget I wanted to do anything else.
A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
Oh Mary! Take it easy and rest. I know that isn’t in your nature but still… Be gentle with yourself.
Ooooo. I had a pinched nerve with Emma. That’s painful. If ever you are excused to rest, it’s now.
That is funny about Ivan. He won’t walk down my two steps into the den either. He’ll walk up them with no problem, but he’ll whine at the top of them until I come and carry him down those two measley steps. Let him scoot down the stairs. No sense in hurting yourself or baby Aron!
I didn’t realize you were so much like you’re oldest sister when it comes to not letting physical ailments stopping you from doing what you want to do. You surprised me.