mountainmom's Journal

Life goes on, now a little quieter here at home. I have sucessfully quit morphine sulfate and started on oxycontin and norco to control my pain, along with lidoderm patches, tens unit, meditation, heat, etc...and the level of my pain is finally going back down. Thankfully. I have begun to drive a little, so I got my handicap parking permit, which helps cut down on the number of steps just to get where I am going. I found asking for this uncomfortable, yet made myself do it for me.

Today I managed to use the intermittant sunshine to cut my herbs and start them drying, so now there is thyme, oregano, sage, chamomile, mint and parsley neatly hung up and beginning to dry. I had begun to dispair of ever having the energy to get them processed. It made to feel good to get them going, and not waste them. However, they will not be at their best because they were cut so late in the season, but I'm okay with that.

I am so grateful to have the pain levels back down into 7's ! I find myself hesitant to do to much for fear of a flair up, but know I will have to get over that, and get more active.

My right leg got much better after stopping the medications I was allergic to, but sadly it appears RSD has settled into the left leg for good. My doctor says give it a couple of more months to heal before giving up hope, but I find I adjust better to just accept it and go on, rather than hope and be disappointed, something that has happened way too much lately.

That way I can just be pleasantly suprised if something changes! Besides the work is the same no matter what is wrong, keep using it as much as possible, and water therapy to keep being able to use the muscles correctly. Doesn't work well for me, my legs cramp and burn when I try to walk in the water, and last time I went I was humiliated that the life guards reshifted themselves to one on either side of the therapy pool while  I was in it. I kept falling alot, but that was okay, the water is soft enough to fall into and it was shallow enough to just get my footing again on the good foot and stand up. Kind of handy that.

My motto" just keep moving and go on with life" however that may be, in what ever way I can. And be grateful for the good things in my life, not bitter over the things I have no control of anyway.