last week, in the bitter cold wind I met with an acupuncturist to see if I might find some relief. After I was tired, as I read my book my head grew so heavy I could no longer hold it up. And I slept like the dead, not waking or tossing and turning. I had some relief from pain for 2-3 days, and slept marvelously all week.
i was in pain this morning, breaking down and taking 2 naproxen it is cold and damp, and rained most of the afternoon, and the wind was blowing garbage into the streets.
I emerged into the late afternoon from the sanctuary of bed warmers and heat lamps, forgetting in my state of relaxation that it was so damp and gross. I felt like a well fed hobbit,
driving home I realized my knee/leg did not hurt. Nor really the rest of me.
i had this feeling as I lay in the bed, I was talking and then my voice slowed and slurred and I did not want to speak anymore. And I felt chalky. I don’t have the words but like I was coated with oily dust. Not in a bad way.
as though my synapses were not in an electric storm, like I was made of clay, like, my frayed parts were soothed and coated , like my brittle dry parts were rich with emollient.
And now now I rest. Goodnight.