My husband and I have a better relationship since we’re living someplace we both love. I’ve found artistic pursuits I thoroughly enjoy, have an idea for a project down the road.
I love watching birds & photographing different flowers. The problem?
I’m embarrassed to admit how much pain I’m in physically some days, so I keep quiet & maybe overdo it. Not suicidal, just really fed up.
It’s embarrassing to admit something that should be a relaxing experience, like reading in bed, is pins & needles. If not waking up with neck & shoulder pain that can lead to migraine, hip & lower back pain from osteoarthritis.
The latter got really awful today, but I chewed 5mg of weed & kept quiet, took a long walk later. Motion really helps, stretches in the morning, as does heat, but I took a bath that was too hot & had to recover from vertigo.
Am scheduled to see an orthopedist I like at the end of the month. Sorry this is a bit long winded.
Just needed a space to vent. It’s just embarrassing to admit to family I’m suffering yet again.