Another two days have passed, neither in idleness but neither in increasing activity. Especially not today! I did try, but pretty much fell into walls and out of chairs. It didn't seem like a good idea to go out in public.
Yesterday I woke up (got up) before Nine o'clock in the morning. Got up and had energy and all that stuff. Out away my laundry from Sunday, did some dishes, broomed the floor again, and even made a phone call to the pharmacy about my prescriptions. I have auto-refill, and I get 4 on one day, and another one three to five days later. I had the first notice but hadn't heard anything about the second, so I called and asked if they could tell me when it would be ready so I could only make one trip.
Her response was "Give us a half an hour and well have it." She even went to make sure they had the medicine in stock. Very polite, cheerful young (voice-wise) lady.
So I went to Kroger's after I got the text that it was ready.
I picked up the prescriptions, did some shopping, and forced myself to walk the perimeter of the store.
That sounds both lame and lazy, but I was -- and am -- still hurting from the planting and tugging and digging and all from the other day. Plus, my bad knee was starting to ache.For the first time in a few months I even considered using one of the wheelchair carts, but I told myself that if I could walk, I should walk. Fortunately there wasn't (surprise!) a line at the pharmacy. That helped tremendously.
I stopped at a little specialty store and walked around their lot taking pictures of plants and yard decor. I was looking for flats of flowers and only finding pots, when my hips started saying they had been hauling me around for long enough, and I slowly made my way back to the car.
It was when I was getting in the car that I saw the other greenhouse tent where the flats were.
Well, damn.
I'll go back another day.
And maybe remember to take my walking stick, or, if I'm in my own car, get my old lady assistant out of the trunk. That would be a walker with wheels. And I would do this BEFORE walking around the place.
Last night I thought about writing, but I was feeling pretty tired, so decided I would just do it in the morning.
Finished putting the groceries away, showered, ribbed medicine into all my aching parts, and went out to sit on my porch. I listened to frogs, and neighbors, and myriad sounds of a night in a rural town.
Morning was a different story. I slept until 11, and then I could barely force myself to my feet. When I did get to my feet is when i tried to kiss the wall (the first time.) Between pain and unrelated dizziness, I was not off to a good start. I also had a pretty good headache going on. That was likely the root of the vertigo.
Well, it was supposed to rain. We were supposed to have had rain overnight, and we did have a few light showers. By morning it was supposed to be raining steadily with the possibility of embedded thunderstorms.
The sun was shining brightly.
So I went ahead and watered my flowers that I hadn't done the night before because I was hoping for the rain. I could smell it coming.
My friend brought me some more plants to plant. I told her where to put them -- I was afraid to try going down the porch steps -- and chatted with her, and then she left and I went inside and sat down.
Woke up a couple-few hours later, perhaps less dizzy, but now both knees, my hips, my back and my wrists were all painful if I moved, and I had double vision. Bleh.
Finally.
Finally.
Finally it rained.
And rained.
And rained a li'l bit more.
With the rain the aching eased, head and bones alike.
So I went to see where I would put my plants tomorrow, and ended up doing half of them tonight.
So, here I am now, capable of typing and reading the results. I can sit without leaning against the table or resting my head on the screen.
It's supposed to rain more overnight and into tomorrow, so I don't know what the day will bring. I hope to get the rest of my plants in the ground, but I don't have the bed ready where I want some specific one to go, so I don't know.
Should I get them in the ground if I can, and move them when I get the ground cleared?
Should I clear the ground first and plant them?
Clearing the ground is going to mean getting right down on it, and maybe in it, which will also mean getting back up from it. That's a lot more problematic.
Part of me is hoping it rains all day tomorrow and an other part of me says that in that case I can honor my daughter by taking a walk in the rain.
I kind of like that idea.