I woke up at 4:30 after sleeping steadily through the night. This meant I didn't drink enough water during the day. I didn't even have to go when I woke up.
Some argue that nocturnal bathroom visits are a sign of sleep problems, not urinary ones. I challenge that. If plagued with urgency while still asleep, I am also plagued with dreams of searching for a bathroom. You have never seen so many and such strange toilet designs. One was a location problem: it was out in the open in my high school's foyer. But for the most part, the problem is the toilets are stopped up. This leaves me walking away and continuing my search. This continues until I wake up. What a clever mind I have!
This morning, I had a weird dream, something I have never seen before. A black circular plastic garbage can lid came flying down an alley. I couldn't figure out how this was happening. Then some birds flew away and dropped it. As I write this, I find myself wondering if it's an omen. They have announced a new strain of Covid. Now, that's what I call an omen. Who needs anything else?
I was up and out by 5:30. It was completely dark. I checked my watch to make sure I had the right time. It looked like the middle of the night. I only walked 2,000 steps before my leg started complaining. On the other hand, I slept the whole night on my left side without any signs of discomfort—two steps forward, one step back. I completed 7,000 steps walking inside the house using the walking poles to get some weight off my hip.
Dorothy couldn't talk; she was at the grocery store waiting to pick up the groceries she ordered, and she had to go to Costco to get air in her tires.
It was only Joe and me attending the driveway yoga this morning. Elise was in Paris; Scott visited friends up north, and Deb spends Saturdays with her family.
Yvette had brought up her gooseneck infrared lamp for my use the other day. This morning, she asked me if I had used it. Well, no. I thought I might use it if she helped me set it up. We set it up on the coffee table, raising it by placing it on a yoga block. I lay down immediately and spent half an hour under the light, targeting my left abdominal muscles. I have found that whatever is wrong with my leg, the discomfort is relieved when I work on those muscles. No, they don't hurt, but their tightness impacts my leg muscles. I spent another half an hour under the lamp later in the day.
I didn't do much today. I tried to catch up on my updates. I have been watching the tv series 'One Mississippi." I find it captivating. There is a raw honesty to it without being edgy.
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