I think Rick and I would chalk up this year's Thanksgiving to being high at the list of the worst! The night before I got message from my doc that after only 48 hours, my heart monitor had already started to indicate A-fib, which was distressing. (If anyone reading this has it, I'd love to chat with you.) After the impacted ear wax, the lung stuff and sinus headaches that never leave, it was just too much.
But TG morning started out so well. I made stuffing, sweet potatoes, cranberries; we had rolls and dessert good to go. Rick brought over the turkey breast.
But sometime during cooking my back went into -- what? Spasm? Something pinched? Pain.
By then I could hardly move. A family phone call was a break in the action, and we watched "The Crown" for a while. But when I tried to move it took 15 minutes to get about six feet.
Then the turkey got done before everything else was. We thought we might eat in shifts. But after munching on shrimp and cheese while watching more elaborate dinners at Buckingham Palace, neither one of us were hungry. And I was in too much pain to even take a picture of the table.
Eventually Rick got me put to bed and the next day I was able to get into the doc. It seems that it's a muscle spasm and for a while I am grounded, mostly on the sofa. No decorating for this kid.
Sitting up for any length of time is uncomfortable so I may not be commenting or replying to comments but I will be reading and checking in. Hopefully I can get something posted here now and then, too.
Thanks to all of you for checking in on the last post. I hope you had a great holiday.