Ironically I re-injured my shoulder planing the kayak - which is finished and beautiful. And still in our parlor. My shoulder has been very painful, and to add injury to injury: a week and a half ago I was upstairs with Diane on the couch and I thought I'd quickly go to the loo - I forgot to rise slowly, given my blood pressure problem, and on my way started to pass out. Unfortunately, my brain went on the fritz and I fell down the spiral stair case wedging myself in the struts and the rails pretty well. Further injuring my shoulder. If you remember my earlier posts, I am accident prone!! So my shoulder has been keeping me in bed for almost a full week - I am now upstairs for my first real bit of "doing" and writing to confess my stupidity. More physical therapy tomorrow. The shoulder isn't broken, but may need an MRI - which I hate.
Otherwise, I've been keeping my food intake up. Chemo does its stuff. My neck skin is very thin from all the radiation and is now developing fistulas (open holes through the skin to whatever is below) that are luckily not anywhere near my carotid. These scare Diane a lot, but I can't see them so I remain blissfully ignorant.The cats are not behaving well - Poe wants to go outside all the time since the weather is so nice, according to him even in the middle of the night, and Emily refuses to adjust to the time change - insisting instead on falling further back by an hour and asking for dinner at 4! Mere distractions!
