Another Flare Up, Argh!

Ian sleeps on the floor beside me. Anika is away at her cousin's house for a sleepover. All day, I thought about posting. What could I possibly say? I am tired of the usual subjects of pain and coping, fatigue and positive energy. I am tired. This was a tough week. I am working hard on physical therapy to get back on track from my ankle injury last summer, which still aggravates me. Along the way, my left hip has become increasingly sore. We have been exercising slow and steady to strengthen muscles and ease the pain. Then, last Monday, they tried a new strategy. And I like them a lot, so I want to believe. Long term, I should feel relief. They tried to relieve pressure by releasing any pinched tendons and nerve. Short term, the hip is not happy. At all.

So another week of extreme flare-up. Another week of trying to put everything on hold. Feeling guilty and frustrated. Another week of January.

My best medicine is rest. And I don't have a plan to bring this week together with a nice life-lesson. Or new perspective. Or inspiration. No, just appreciation for small things. Like sleep and healing.

And sunshine finally melting the ice on our pond at school. The cold snap is ending. Warmth at last!Wishing you warmth and wonders :)