An unexpected snow day at the beginning of Spring! I welcome it this week, especially after getting my wrist treated with cortisone the other day. Since my work days deal with a lot of lifting, the extra day of rest is welcomed.
I managed to work yesterday with minimal stress on my hand. I used the lifting technique the medical assistant shared with me at the orthopedist’s office (rely more on the left arm to lift), and that certainly helped my situation. I also applied ice on my wrist when I wasn’t with the children.
Today is more ice and resting my hand…also reading the new novel I received, ‘Not That I Could Tell’. It’s an interesting read…not quite riveting, but I’m curious to see what happens next with the characters.
Went to the orthopedist yesterday. I received a cortisone injection for the pain, yet the doctor informed me that it the discomfort retuns, I should consider surgery to remedy the problem. Surgery is the last thing on my mind right now, but yesterday’s visit was the second time I received the shot. The surgery sounds like the practical option. I’m just too shocked to consider it.
When I came home I thought of the events that led up to me having this issue with my wrist. Most particularly, working in a position that’s taxing on the body, with little compensation. Nothing would make me happier than to find another location where I would be happier. A place where my training would be truly valued, and where my wrist wouldn’t be in constant risk.
Unfortunately, it can’t happen at the moment, and I’m left thinking about solutions to keeping my hand and wrist safe in a taxing environment.
All of these thoughts as Spring begins today. Little signs of the season emerges, which normally make me feel excited.
In two days another anniversary approaches, much darker. I want to speak to her, share my challenges from the past few months, but sadly, I cannot.
Today after work I’m visiting the orthopedist. I’m going to address the tendonitis that’s effecting my left wrist as of late. Since I received a cortisone shot in my wrist back in July, the pain subsided until a few weeks ago, and it’s preventing me from doing things that I normally enjoy. I really hope I can take care of this pain at the doctor’s visit, so I can return to doing my hobby.
I really hope to take a walk after I get home from the appointment. It’s been such nice weather the past couple days, so I hope to take a short walk around the neighborhood now that the daylight hours are longer. I need to resume daily activity to stay fit.
My thoughts as I reach the midway point into the work week:
I’m thankful that my left hand is still functioning. My orthopedist appointment is on Monday, so I’m doing everything I can to make sure it endures little stress. As much as I can avoid it at least, given that I work with small children.
I’m looking forward to my new subscription box to arrive. I signed up for Book of the Month over the weekend. Since I needed to pause my crochet crafting for the time being, I can’t wait to dive into another passion of mine, which is reading.
We live in a country where our so-called ‘leader’ has officially lost his mind. I mean, he’s already lost it, but the actions he’s done the past few days really cements it.
I’m really glad that I completed a pillow these past couple days. The recent nor’easter caused my center to be closed for two days, so I took the opportunity to work on the pillow I’ve been creating for my Cozy Corner. It went pretty smoothly! It turned out to be smaller than what I pictured, but I’m happy with the end result! I began working on a bigger pillow, but needed to pause after crocheting the first 20 rows. I have tendonitis in my left wrist (near the thumb), and although I’m right-handed, my left hand/wrist began feeling sore, so I had to pause for another day. I made an appointment with an orthopedist for next week to treat my wrist again. I had it treated back in July, and I lived with no pain until a few weeks ago. I’m hoping that the soreness doesn’t get any worse in the next few days. Waiting for a referral is so unfortunate. Necessary, but unfortunate.