Feeling a bit on the edgy side today due to pain. Many people can scoff about arthritics knowing about the weather changes, but – weather changes do affect the arthritic joints. Summer, for those of you who have read this blog for a while, is the best time for me physically because of high temps of summer and what few weather changes there are, i.e. rain showers, thunder storms, etc., don’t really affect me negatively. When the weather is 70 degrees one day and then the very next day is 17 degrees, my world gets a little up-ended and I end up quiet and in a lot of pain. (Straight out winter isn’t so bad either because it is cold, stays cold, and if it snows I’m good, but if it rains and then snows, well, things are not so good.)
Yesterday there was a big blast of winter. Literally. Lexington ended up getting 1/2 inch of snow in about 1/2 an hour. Last night the temps dropped into the teens and hadn’t really made it up very high this morning. It is 34* now and my joints are letting me know just how upset they are with me. The pain has quadrupled and with it has come a slightly upset stomach, exhaustion – because there just isn’t a comfortable position I can sit in for any length of time; even laying down I cannot find a good place to keep all of my joints happy enough to read. Days like today make me long for summer.
This isn’t unusual weather-wise for Kentucky when you look back through the years. One year it snowed it June! One year, in April, it snowed for Easter. Once winter comes to Kentucky it doesn’t really want to leave. It wants to stay and invite friends and have a big party. The only problem with this big wintry party is that the guests have sort of out-stayed their welcome. It reminds me of relatives you love to see once a year for the family reunion but you hope they don’t stay at your house because you can remember how they were when you were growing up! (Luckily I don’t have the relatives-staying-beyond-their-welcome because most of my relatives are cool.) You get the idea.
Last night I went to bed early and relaxed and read for a bit. Around four or five o’clock this morning I had to get The Husband up so he could get me some medicine so I could try to rest some. The medicine helped. I still ended up getting up, though, as soon as it was light outside. There just wasn’t any resting.
The pain also puts a block on the creative writing, too.
Tomorrow will be a better day. I hope.