I am usually a pretty even-tempered person, but my bursitis flare up has turned me into someone I almost don’t recognize. Excruciating pain that won’t go away is obviously the root of this evil, and I have not been thinking about much of anything at all, except getting through every day without crying in public. I might have welcomed a rental in Oscar the Grouch’s can… at least people would know what to expect!
I really thought that I could get my hip under control with ice and ibuprofen, but by Thursday I knew it was not working, so I saw the doctor and he gave me a cortisone shot with anesthetic (had these years ago with varied success). When the anesthetic wore off, however, my hip was still pretty bad, although a touch better. I am pretty much always in motion, but I have been forced to take it easy so John has been doing more of the chores and I have been using the ice packs religiously. I am presuming that the whole hip area was so inflamed that it’s going to take awhile to get back to being my normal little bit gimpy, but I wish I could fast forward that timeline a little! I have so much to get done while the weather is this perfectly autumnally gorgeous! Grump, grump, grump. Whine, whine whine!
At least I got a few books read which was kind of nice :*)