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Moaning Myrtle
Last week's acupuncture left me limber for three days but then the mug came back. Yesterday's acupuncture seemingly accomplished nothing: knees grind ferociously lst night and all today. Again, I blame the humidity of this warmer than usual September. Warm Septembers are notoriously hard on the body even without arthritis, and it seems we're in for a warm autumn, period. Think of it as the maritime effect: people in the maritimes seem far more prone to debilitating rheumatism and arthritis than elsewhere. Too much water in the air, I say.
Workman was supposed to come this afternoon but his project went overtime so he's coming tomorrow at 10, which is still too early for me but I knew he wanted to come at 8. There *have* been days lately when I was awake at 6:30 or 7, with infinite leisure to do my exercises, but it's not something I can count on, since it's usually connected to the side effects of antihistamines.
Library hold finally showed up, the one that was 'in transit' for a puzzling three weeks. Which meant limping to the library and back. 'Walk as much as you can,' the surgeon said. Well, I can't, actually: I can barely manage my three daily bouts of exercise. Exercise now makes things hurt more, not less. And anyway I seem capable of reading only Agatha Christies. Luckily the library has any number of short story collections, now that I've read all the novels.
Workman was supposed to come this afternoon but his project went overtime so he's coming tomorrow at 10, which is still too early for me but I knew he wanted to come at 8. There *have* been days lately when I was awake at 6:30 or 7, with infinite leisure to do my exercises, but it's not something I can count on, since it's usually connected to the side effects of antihistamines.
Library hold finally showed up, the one that was 'in transit' for a puzzling three weeks. Which meant limping to the library and back. 'Walk as much as you can,' the surgeon said. Well, I can't, actually: I can barely manage my three daily bouts of exercise. Exercise now makes things hurt more, not less. And anyway I seem capable of reading only Agatha Christies. Luckily the library has any number of short story collections, now that I've read all the novels.