early this week a tickle in my throat took up residence. i gargled w/ hot salty h20 several times which would make the environment less hospital to little effect. wed i awoke w/ a chest cold and hacking. my vocal cords are hoarse. the hack added to the surgery pain that the med strength doesn’t block made for poor sleeping.
i sleep propped up w/ the bed rest memory foam pillow. to date this position produced the least pain. my cold has caused me to be banned from bean. last night i hung in my house behind red agave till i wanted to go to bed. i left just after 9. oopps, i’ll arrive while the house is still up and able to judge me and my cold. i pictured her emotionally demanding me to leave. i’d have to walk back to van, 15n mins away. i dallied trying to make arrival past 10. i couldn’t do it. i needed my pillow for this bed. quandary. no pillow. i texted her to say i wouldn’t be her place because of my cold. and most importantly my bed is waiting for me to do a solo. success! i lowered the bed w/ just my good arm requiring little braking pressure. i propped my foam and regular bed pillows behind my head hoping for a good prop. no such luck. i tried on my back which turned out to still be painful. therapist told me that shoulder stretches will help cure this source of pain. i rolled onto my left side and started positioning pillows. i actually found the painless arrangement of my body and pillows. i’ll try that in the house bed tonight.
this am i was able to stow the bed for running, again 1 handed helped w/ a body nudge. bfast is 2 pieces of buttered toast w/ local honey and a cup of cold brewed coffee. i am able to prepare this using just my left arm. i am putting off active cooking and follow on cleanup.
i drove to the bean and stood outside and asked jimmy if i received mail. he checked the box where the new pain script waited.
i drove to west sedona to do wash and fill the script percocet. christy folded my 3 shirts after i buttoned them.
back at bean. weather is unsettled like a march day. it’s chilly.
yesterday during the day i drove out to beaverhead to see whatever and hang out till dinner time. a local told me he parked his trailer @ my favorite spot for 2 weeks. he said vandals stole a camper battery. windy and sunny. i am reading barbara kingsolver’s new book. flight behavior. lots of words that say a lot makes for toothy reading. i chose to stay out of the wind by reading at my table. phil drove up to run his dogs. he put an electronic collar on 2 of the runaway dogs the got back in his rig and drove off. he sits while the dogs get it on.
reality is a bike shop is in business that makes money. the staff is occupied w/ their jobs. seems the shop culture is one line put downs. i never learned game. i have always sought knowledge as my conversation that meant way more than the waste of time put downs. people outside the store are where it’s at. the shop brings them in and i maybe score some face time.
today is surgery plus 3 weeks. pt starts on 4/18, 2 weeks hence. the sling is cast off 4 more weeks. i made an excell spread sheet for the recovery. happy path will be to leave here early june.
alaska trip fizzled again.