So the start to my weeklong staycation has gone even worse than I imagined.
Amount of studying accomplished? Nil. None. Zero. Maybe even less than that.
My excuse (and it is, mostly an excuse because none of this actually precludes me from studying) is that I am in pain. Not the most excruciating pain I’ve ever been in but it has been a blessedly long time since I’ve felt this way.
Sometimes I will see an elderly person slowly making their way across the street and I think it affects me a lot more than it does for most other people my age, or twenty years older than me for that matter. I know what it feels like. Today especially, I feel what it feels like. I started the weekend out with a sore right wrist/arm. Normally I don’t take my sleeping pills on the weekends but I could feel an outbreak of stiffness and pain coming my way so I figured maybe if I could ensure a decent night’s sleep I could head it off.
Nope.
I have been feeling so good lately that it only just occurred to me today that having hardwood (okay, so they’re pergo) is going to s-uuck on days like this. The joints in the bottoms of my feet (particularly the left one, no reason, just because my body hates me) are swollen and aching, walking on carpet hurts so yeah, hard floors? Sigh.
The thing about arthritis, for those of you who have never had the pleasure, is that you don’t realize just how many frickin’ joints you have in your body and how painfully often you use them, until it hurts like a mofo every single time you do. I am actually feeling sort of lucky today because all the pain seems to be in my lower half at the moment, so if I just sit here on the couch I might not even know anything is wrong. It’s a perfect excuse to have Paul wait on me hand and foot, other than those pesky trips to the restroom. Unfortunately, I still have to get up myself for those.
On top of the more overt pain I’ve been feeling, I have also been feeling totally nauseated and congested. I am just really uncomfortable and I kind of don’t know how I’m going to sit through a six-hour test next weekend, nevermind the complete lack of preparation.
I’ve really shot myself in the foot this time haven’t I?