Saturday was cooler but somewhere among the gusts of rains, the leaves started covering the ground. The tall grasses are looking flat. The pots of mums are looking in their element. Autumn’s getting undeniable. Pumpkins are in the market again. And all the Halloween candy. A risk of frost at night.
With cold, there’s risk of joints seizing up, from the cold or from bracing against it, unless I start my annual progression towards the Michelin man look with long shirt or dress, vest, sweater, jacket, scarf and hat. Also thick pants.
Or I suppose I could adapt to the cold and insist on keeping light clothing.
In the diary of the frozen shoulder…look what Crazy Human Stunts I can do again. I can…
- chop veggies for a while,
- saw a bread loaf,
- point at 11 o’clock or 1 o’clock (depending on the time of day) with some pull and twinge (but still no high noon) — maybe no John Travolta dance imitations quite yet,
- with help from the other arm, have my right arm touch my back some evening; some it just won’t go that far,
- support the weight of the part of the book I’m reading next
- support the weight of a full pot of water held low and carried as far as I need to,
- carry a light bag, and alternate between hands,
- go thru days without any advil, (but thank goodness for anti-histamines and migraine medicine — I was born in the right century),
- arm stamina improving so instead of no-go on camera or twinge/lift, I can carry the bag with one lens, and take 1/4 to 1/5 of the shots as usual and be satisfied with it is what it is for the shots I do get,
- functionally limited time at the computer, but at least I can type for a little while before shoulder ache kicks in,
- do things with one arm that others might not with two, like sitting on a roof ridge, nailing on shingles; chalk lines are snap
- wash my hair by lifting arms instead of lowering head,
- pull up my own pants, even if they’re jeans; no more feeling like I’m being potty trained and need help at the end of a pee, or else go around pantless.
- able to put my arm into a coat sleeve and at some times of day reach back and tuck the jacket cuff of the other arm off; important as jacket over sweaters starts making the glide tougher,
- wear shirts that are pullovers, and even some of the less baggy/stretchy one and get them on by myself,
- sleep through the night without rolling over and waking self,
- hugging and safely being hugged largely even if my shoulder is squeezed,
- shake hands, even if I have a dull ache after a vigorous hand-shaker,
- have some mental energy and stamina without the leaky drain of pain, get more done for longer
And handy before and after guide to perceptions chronic illness and pain.
Double Header Quotes: “When you do something that’s guaranteed to succeed, you close the door to the possibility of discovery” ~ Milton Glaser at the Good Life Project
“If you dribble past 5 defenders, it isn’t called sheer prose” Tom Leonard, access to silence, 2004 in Quote Poet Unquote