There is STILL Snow Outside My Window

Writing report for this week:  Chapter Seven is beginning solidly.  A new character has been discovered.  His name is “Aldus” and he is one creepy dude!  Aldus was so creepy Glory told him to go away and he vanished!  Now how did that happen?  And just where did she send him?  How long is he going to be there?  How can he get back?  Oh, and the mentally challenged clairvoyant has moved up from the basement with the other blood donors into a room beside Glory’s.

Being able to write this week, even though it was sparse in sections, gave me the escape I needed – along with Legos Harry Potter Years 1-4 video game.  As long as I can sit up I get words down, so, when I can no longer sit, I lay down and play the Harry Potter game.  The story has me super intrigued.

More personal:  Not only is the snow still there, it has begun sleeting.  When The Husband went out the last time with the dogs today he said there was about an inch of ice on top of the snow.  Between the late hours of tonight and tomorrow my area of Kentucky is supposed to get 3-4″ of extra snow.

The pressure change has the arthritis jumping all over the place and throwing a Latin dance party!  Before some of you ask, No, my wheelchair isn’t fixed.  Since it isn’t fixed there isn’t any place I can go to receive some comfort and a little easing of the pain.

Yesterday I didn’t get out of bed.  My body wore down to where all I did was just sleep with pain dreams.  In one of my dreams the reason I was hurting so badly was because hadn’t gotten a couple of knitting projects done.  Somehow the yarn was connected to my arms and hands.  There was another dream in which I was pulling the world with these ropes my hands could hold.  I was looking forward to taking the planet to where it was supposed to go so I could rest and not ache and hurt so badly.  I finally woke up around 3:30 in the afternoon feeling a little like a human being.  Around seven o’clock the pain came back and brought more family members to add more pressure on each joint.

So, you know what I’m going to do?  I am going to watch Svengoolie’s program and Star Trek the original series, and I am going to knit in my recliner; take my medicine on time; and I may even read some.

The Husband is with me and the dogs are clustered in the living room near the fireplace.

Today I am just going to have the best day and evening I can.  The pain may get me in the end, i.e. force me to go to bed; but, in the meantime I am bringing the fight.  Mr. P took my day yesterday, but he isn’t going to take the entire day from me today!

About Henrietta Handy

I have returned home to the mountains. No more am I "a mountain-girl far from home." Diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis at 2 1/2, I understand pain, fatigue, laughter, joy, and love all while on crutches and in wheelchairs. This blog is just about me, mostly the writing side, but there are forays into so many different topics. I am married to a wonderful husband who puts up with my writing, knitting, yarn, with the love of a saint. We have fur babies, and one cat who rules us all.
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2 Responses to There is STILL Snow Outside My Window

  1. Brian Bixby says:

    Must be the season for nightmares. I had one in which I couldn’t find where my classes were at my old high school. I thought finishing all my degrees was supposed to eliminate such nightmares, but . . .


  2. Congrats on beginning a new chapter in your book. Hope the pain flare-up is short lived. I can relate to the weather changes throwing your body out of sync. Take care and continue writing. Looking forward to the release.


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