Sunday, July 25, 2021

 Sunday, July 25, 2021

 

            With a change in stride, pushing my hips even more to the left is causing a shift in pain/discomfort in different parts of my body. I woke up this morning worrying that I couldn't avoid THR, given the bone spurs in my hip joint. The doctor who injected the ozone into my hips yesterday said he saw two bone spurs, a small one and a large one. The bone spur limits my range of motion but doesn't cause pain. It just acts as a door stopper.  

            After one of my walking stints, I experienced discomfort in my lower right abdomen. It was bad enough that I was concerned about appendicitis. I knew the test for that. I pushed hard on the left side of my abdomen. I felt nothing on the right side; I had no inflammation. This was just muscle pain. I used those muscles to push my hips over to the left. I think this is what I should have been doing forever. Is it too late to start now? If I perfect myself in this lifetime, does that mean I won't have to do it again in my next- if there is one?

            The plan for the day was to be at Sandor and Meali'inani's house for a late lunch and early dinner. I have to get most of my steps in before I leave. Sandor changed it to a 3:30 start. With the change of time, I worried about coming home late for Elsa-dog's dinner. Sandor said I was welcome to bring her along. Great. However, he has two dogs of his own. I hoped they would get along. I took her food with me to feed her around 6 pm. Also, I had to work hard to get in at least 8,000 steps before leaving for the evening. 

            Elsa road in my lap the whole way to Sandor and Meali'inani's house; it took about 30 minutes. They live in a gated community. I had to get out of the car to press the code box. Elsa wanted to get out of the car with me because she was scared. I was wrestling with her while figuring out the code. At first, I just put in the number. The gate didn't budge. Then I pressed # as an afterthought—still nothing. Then I tried again, starting with the #, and then the number worked. I quickly hopped into the car to get through the gate before it closed on me. Once through the gate, I stopped abruptly to orient myself. Oh, boy. There were two cars behind me. The one right behind me had to veer not to hit me. All's well; that ends well.

            When we arrived at the house, Elsa was shaking and smelling gas. I figured she had to go to the bathroom badly. Sandor was out in the driveway trying to get his driveway gate open. Once inside, my priority was getting poor Elsa out of the car onto the grass. Yes indeed. She had a craw full. I had a bag on me and picked it up. I left the bag along their walk. I didn't want to bring it into the house.

            The house is magnificent. They live on three acres with an inground pool. The house has high ceilings and is open to the outside. We ate on the lanai. An uncle of Meali'inani's had built this twelve-foot blonde koa wood table. Unbelievably beautiful.   We had a delicious dinner and great company. These in-person contacts are all the more meaningful for their dearth over the last year and a half. Both Sandor and Mealiinani looked fantastic. They are both so happy in their new home. Sandor looked more relaxed than I had ever seen him. Of course, from the time I met him until the last time I saw him before today, he was studying to become an ordained deacon in the Catholic Church. That's over, and he has a better living situation for himself. He loves gardening, and this property offers him a lot to do. Meali'inani also says this situation is much better than the one they were in.

            Elsa and I drove home after dark, not a favorite activity of mine. We made it home safe and sound. This was a good day, empty except for my planned social event. I had to organize my time to get my steps in and some writing.