Day two of chronically aching hands. The pressure can’t continue to fall, can it? Otherwise, the weather is lovely. Finally autumnal. I want, very badly, to put up my Halloween decorations. I’ve been craving chocolate-covered marshmallow pumpkins, even the not orange flavored ones. It’s too early to decorate though. I’m already under the impression that it’s October. For some reason when I was at Target last Thursday, I felt the dire need to buy Andy’s birthday card even though it’s over a month away. But I really shouldn’t give in to the wish for October. All things in their own time.
The pain is fatiguing physically and distracting mentally.
I think there are workarounds in life, more than solutions. A solution implies that there is something that needs to be done to fix a problem. Once you do that, you’re done. Workaround, to me, implies continuing work. Genetically, I have a problem with weight and metabolism. I’ve found an effective workaround that involves a continuous monitoring of calories in and calories out. The workaround for my joint pain is still in development. Movement seems to help. I had problems with my back on Saturday, but a substantial run before each game helped a lot. I hypothesized that card manipulation might help with my hands, but I haven’t followed through with that. I also haven’t been persistent with any sort of anti-inflamation medication. The thing that flummoxes the process is that my arthritis isn’t continuous. On some days, there’s no problem at all, I feel fine. Others, like today, I hurt like hell. It’s not conducive to a continuing regiment.
For the record, today I’ve taken two ibuprofen, and done little else. I’m going to shuffle some cards, see if that helps, and take a nice long job before disc tonight. Probably take a couple more ibu before the game too.