The Uncertainty Thing in Everyday Ramblings

Yesterday it occurred to me while walking all along the street out front that the only cherry tree on the length of it’s six blocks is the one in front of where I live.

That first window on the left at ground level is my kitchen window. The tree is out in front of my bathroom, which does not have a window but the next windows that are inset belong to the bedroom. There was another cherry tree in front of the kitchen but they cut it down a few years ago. The roots still snake around the corner though, leading me to believe they are fairly old trees.

I like to think of the dray horses that were stabled here before this place was built smelling spring and getting a bit frisky in the mornings as the blossoms drifted down in a light rain.

Although I am feeling much better in general in terms of muscles and stopping the statins, whatever the heck was going on with my hip leg returned with a bit of a vengeance yesterday after having completely disappeared. I felt good on Saturday, no pain or discomfort, full range of motion on both sides and so I didn’t do a hard workout but I did amp up the intensity slightly.

Felt tired yesterday but did a modest low impact cardio workout early and then went for a relaxed picture taking walk around the neighborhood and a few hours later my leg started aching again. Ugh.

This is a deep uncomfortable ache all the way down the leg. I took some Tylenol and a bath and went to bed early.

It was worse this morning. Crazy making worse. I did my regular exercises gingerly but by 10AM I was thinking I wouldn’t be able to teach tonight. No one wants to take instruction from someone in obvious pain. I also did a gentle yoga practice for sciatica.

Then I took some Ibuprofen and connected with Kes on a Zoom call. It sure is a gift to have a family member available to whine to.

She had an astonishing insight while we were talking that maybe it had something to do with the Shingles outbreak I had about six years ago. And it is creepy because the source of the deep awful ache is the front of my left thigh right where I had the Shingles.

I sent an email to my doctor, elevated my leg later and rested. With all of this uncertainty out there I don’t need a mysterious weird intermittently painful thing going on.

We are all hungering for certainty.

Darn it, I want to know what this is, how I can fix it and when it will be over.

And certainty is one thing we most certainly don’t have right about now.

I was able to teach tonight and it was great to “see” my students. I miss having them chat with each other and chatting with me though. We get to say hello when people log in but I need to set up maybe an extra 20 minutes for folks to check in beforehand. And find a way to make that sort of natural.

This last weekend I did a little five-minute test class that I shared with my family. I should have something I can share with you by the end of this week…

That is, if my leg behaves.

Tomorrow…the grocery store! Big excitement. Wish me more old-fashioned oatmeal.

What a strange set of priorities we all have these days.

Last updated April 20, 2020