I LOVE tractor therapy. It must be genetic. Mom and Grandma both preferred working outdoors. I’m paying for it today because both shoulders hurt and I was stabbed by a branch on the downed tree which has resulted in a bruised thigh. I’m at the Rice Krispie stage of life because everything goes snap, crackle, pop!
We have an acre, complicated by a downed Christmas tree and two locust trees. The locust trees are at the back line. I can get around them a bit but I need to clear some smaller branches. The Christmas tree is in the middle of the yard. At some point we’ll hire someone to cut it up and haul it away.
There’s so much to do that hubby would do if he could. I get the sense these things aren’t currently scheduled with a pro because he’s not yet ready to believe he may have MS. Something is going on and it’s progressing. I believe it’s a form of MS. Earlier in the week he was getting ready for bed and could not remember how to remove his shirt. Brain fog. That spooked us both. After he went to bed I cried. Just what are we facing? He apologizes all the time. I tell him there’s no need. Next month we’re celebrating our fourth anniversary.
One new medication addresses the neuralgia in his hands. He’d love to write without pain or pick up the guitar again and play. He’s a singer/songwriter. I suppose he’s considered a professional now since a British movie producer wanted one of his songs for a film. It’s Bruno (2020) and the song is just before the credits. The film has been released in Europe and appeared in a couple of film festivals over there before the pandemic turned the world upside down.
We’ve been living a new normal for about two years now. Staying indoors is nothing new. We use a grocery delivery service now so I don’t have to go into the stores. It’s also tourist season in this small town with two lane roads so it’s even more difficult to find essential groceries. It’s safer and less stress to order it. I’m all for less stress. It helps him to do the shopping online.
Time to fix dinner. It’s not my favorite thing to do. Again, it’s genetic. I’d rather work outdoors.
Ya’ll have a great weekend. We’ll get through this. Stay safe. Stay healthy. God bless!