Why I can’t get comfy for sleep: too many body parts

January 19, 2014

When I got into bed last night, I went through my nightly ritual of trying to get comfortable. And I wondered how many other people go through the same thing night after night.

Some nights I have a lot of extra pain. I’m not talking about those nights. No, I’m talking about the nights that I have my 20130828_171154typical levels of aches and pains. These are the aches and pains that I can mostly ignore while I’m sitting up and moving around, but it gets harder when I lay down and gravity seems to work in different ways.

The lower half of my body isn’t too bad. It’s achy, but I can rearrange myself easily enough. It’s the top half of my body that just feels too crowded. I have to find places for my arms and for my hands, and I have to arrange them around, over, or under my head. My too-big boobs always get in the way. No two nights are the same. One night I can have my hand under my head, the next night that hurts. Some nights I can bend my fingers, some nights I can’t. Some nights I’m feeling overheated and I keep my arms out of the covers, other nights I’m cold and I curl up tight under all of the blankets. Some nights the weight of the blankets feels great, and some nights it causes extra pain. Some nights I can sleep on my stomach, others I need to sleep on my side. Some nights I sleep naked, others I sleep with pjs. Some nights I can shift my boobs around, others they just won’t get out of the way.

Maybe healthy people have this problem too. I wouldn’t know. What I do know is that every night I play a little game of body origami as I try to stretch, bend, and rearrange my body parts in a way that lets me sleep somewhat comfortably without triggering extra pain, and without my body parts getting in the way of one another. So far, most nights, it works out in the end. I sure hope that continues!

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Why I haven’t showered lately

January 16, 2014

This is the kind of stuff I wish the social security and insurance folks would see. My hair is stringy and I just feel sort of, kind of, well…. gross. I’m sure you know the feeling. We’ve all had to go days without a shower before. It can be because of the flu or a sprained ankle or stitches that can’t get wet. It happens. And this is one of those times for me, but the situation is less acute.

Earlier this week I made the mistake of taking a shower. I shower most days when I can. I know it’s not good for my already-dry skin or for my terrible body temperature regulation, but I find it refreshing. The other day, though, was a mistake. I’d been home for most the previous week because I was in too much pain to go out. That day, I felt like I might finally be able to manage a trip to the grocery store, but the shower destroyed those meager hopes. Suddenly, I was in so much pain I could barely stand, never mind walk to my car and then walk around a store. And forget about actually driving. I thought I might go later, but the combination of the shower and the pain were so exhausting that I just didn’t have the energy.

Yesterday I figured I should try going to the grocery store again. This time, I skipped the shower. I thought I might shower later, but I was just too tired from shopping. Still, I had groceries* and, even better, I’d gotten out of my apartment and experienced fresh air. Finally!

Today I had to make another choice. I could feel that if I took a shower, that would be it for me, and I had a family member I really needed to visit. I debated, then skipped the shower. Tonight, I thought about showering, but had to choose between that and cooking dinner. I chose to cook dinner.

I am not complaining about the lack of showers. Talk about a first world problem! I’m so fortunate to turn the faucets and have clean water come out any time of the day and night. I once lived in a place that was prone to droughts. No one there ever showered two days in a row, so I didn’t either. That was fine. Really, I don’t mind the lack of showers too much. What I mind is the reason for the lack of showers. My choices shouldn’t be

  • groceries vs. shower
  • family vs. shower
  • cooking vs. shower
  • feel not completely horrible vs. shower

These are lousy choices. Just pitiful. These are the choices that most people don’t know we have to make regularly. They don’t see this part. They see me walk from the car to the grocery store and give me a dirty look for parking in a handicapped parking space. They don’t know what I had to give up just to get to the store, or how tiring and painful it will be for me to get home again. They don’t understand the constant decision-making, prioritizing, choosing. They don’t understand that working at a paying job is completely out of the question, because even getting to the job every day is impossible. These are the things most people don’t see.

So the next time a doctor or an insurance person asks for an example of why I can’t work, I won’t bother to tell them about pain and exhaustion. I’ll just tell them I had to choose between taking a shower and cooking dinner. Maybe that will help to clear things up.

*For those who read the last post, yes, I finally have some bananas!

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All I want is a banana!

January 13, 2014

The title of this article isn’t a euphemism. I mean, I’d like sex too, but right now, I’d just really like to get my hands on a banana.

Within 2 blocks of my apartment building there are at least 4 places where I can buy bananas. Groceries, pharmacies, and convenience stores all them, so they’re easy to find. Unfortunately, these days they aren’t easy to get to. Thanks to pain in my toes, walking is really difficult. I’m managing to get to and from the bathroom, kitchen, and living room in my fairly small apartment, but it still hurts. Walking all the way down the hall, down the stairs (or standing in the elevator), down the walkway, and to my car is a horrible experience, and that’s before I even go anyplace. I keep thinking I’ll drive to the grocery store, but getting to the car feels too hard right now, never mind actually walking through the store. And the truth is, I’m not able to stand long enough to cook, anyway, so I’m just eating a lot of leftovers from my freezer these days.

The thing is, I want to make a fruit smoothie. And I want to put a banana in that smoothie. I have the rest of the fruit in the freezer, but I need fresh bananas. On a good day, this is easy. I pick up bananas while I’m at the grocery store, or I walk down the street to pick them up. But when walking is impossible, then even a banana is beyond reach.

There are a lot of place I’d like to go this week. I’d like to get to the library, visit a sick relative, and run some errands. But the banana is my measuring stick. If I can’t even manage to get a banana then I know I can’t manage the other things.

So as frustrating as it is, I am staying home. I am sitting and keeping my feet off the floor. And I’m eating oatmeal instead of a smoothie. But one day soon, I hope, I’ll get that banana.

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Broken leg vs. chronic pain

January 7, 2014

It was unseasonably warm here in Boston yesterday, so of course I was in excrutiating pain. It’s an odd symptom, but it’s a consistent one. I made a comment about how I was probably the only person in the city who was looking forward to today’s brutally cold temperatures. A neighbor pointed out the risk for slipping on the ice and breaking a leg.

I understand why he was concerned, since he had a bad fall on the ice once before and did break bones. On the other hand, he just wasn’t listening to what I was saying. Yes, today he might fall, and if he does then he might get hurt. But yesterday I was definitely in horrible pain. I won’t debate which kind of pain is worse, since I’ve never broken a bone and have no way of knowing. But I do know that his healed and he’s now pain-free. I can’t say the same.

I’ve encountered this kind of thing so many times, and you probably have, too. People assume that their potential for pain is to be avoided at all costs, even if it means I’ll definitely be in pain. In this case we’re talking about the weather, so we can’t control it, but it happens in other ways, too. They think they’re worse off having to climb 5 flights of stairs with a healthy body than I am if I have to climb one flight with a sick body. I remember climbing 5 flights with a healthy body. I used to do it a lot. I didn’t like it, but 10 minutes later I’d forgotten all about it. I can’t say the same now. Now, 1 flight could hurt for the rest of the day.

Other people’s pain matters. I’m not saying that it should be ignored. But just because I’m in pain every day, doesn’t mean that I don’t want to avoid making it even worse than it already is. It’s not a contest. Really, it isn’t. But shouldn’t the definite be avoided even at the cost of creating a possibility?

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