I changed into this for the rest of the day.
The temperature has dropped about ten degrees and we are to have cooler days for the next week and I am happily back to layers.
....So about that massage appointment...well I am really pushing my boundaries. I like the massage therapist, and despite the initial situation with the alkaline water and Chinese Medicine suggestions, I find him personable, professional and really good at what he does. However, it is still a bit beyond my comfort zone to be mostly naked alone in a room with a strange man who is not my significant other. He is absolutely professional but it is more intimacy than I am used to, having my buttocks massaged.
Yes, and my thighs. I hear you gasp. But you see I was all locked up and in pain and stiff and he has drastically improved this by spending an hour massaging places no man has been in awhile. All I could think about was whether or not I had worn decent knickers, shaved my legs carefully and could he tell I had my period? Every once in awhile I remembered to breathe.
This is not a spa treatment; this is deep tissue massage with some manipulation and prescribed follow up exercises. This is part of the self care I must pursue in order to live the best life I can with M.E. My medical insurance covers part of it, thankfully. I'm still in pain but I think this treatment is helping and I will improve.
In the meantime, it's Sophie's turn for medical intervention. She has been peeing in places she is not supposed to and I suspect a bladder or urinary tract infection. Actually I really hope it is one because if this is psychological I am in big trouble.
In order to cope with getting out on a trip to the vet and a quick stop at the grocery store if I can manage it, I've dressed in bright pink and jaunty stripes. I love these trousers but I have to admit they aren't the most flattering from the back view, making my minimal posterior look a bit flat, an image I've decided not to put on the internet because I may be tired but I'm not stupid.
When those errands are over I shall be crawling back into bed- my bed that is in the middle of the room because of the painting project I've started and which will take me forever and a day.
Oh well. Life goes on, doesn't it?