Quadradtus lumborum. That's the nasty deep muscle that is continuing to make my life hell. I am now a doddering old woman who organizes her week according to her appointments. Massage therapy today. Physiotherapy Thursday. Will the excitement never cease?
Three times a day I perform my ritual of stretching and strengthening exercises. Murphy the cat is a royal pain who feels the need to lie down under me when I am raising my rear end up off the floor with a pillow clasped between my knees ( I am on my back for this one). I do another one on hands and knees ironically called "angry cat" and yes, he is on the floor underneath me for that one, too. I wish I could say I am doing better, but I am very discouraged with how long it is taking for relief to be felt.
Do not confuse massage therapy with "getting a massage". I do a lot of "baby breathing" while I have my face mashed into the little head support hole in the table. Some of what the lovely Julie does can be described as exquisitely painful.
I have been contacted twice by a vice principal to see if I am able to come back yet and do some supply teaching (one was for a job involving teaching gym class!!).
On a different note, having already written that I have watched the ENTIRE series of Downton Abbey while sitting on a heating pad, I can now say I have also watched the new episodes of Tiger King (don't judge me) and Killer Instinct. I killed the heating pad, but can't take it back because we threw out the box, and likely the receipt.
I just finished reading The Heron's Cry by Ann Cleeves. I loved it. I haven't added it yet to my page when I list all the books I have read, but I will.
We have lots of snow here, but it will likely be melted in a couple of days.
Today I was making a purchase at a pharmacy and the cashier said, "Are you 55?" and I replied, that yes, I actually was, and she said that I got a senior's discount because today was Senior's Day, so my purchase was 25% off. I looked at her and said, "Are you kidding??" No, she wasn't. A senior's discount because I'm fifty-five???? As if the back pain and appointments don't make me feel old enough. And yes, I did take the discount.