Just got back from taking mother-in-law to town and getting her groceries. Going to make chicken noodle soup with a bit of onion powder simmered in it, and green tea with pineapple juice for Esme for lunch. She came along to help us with the groceries but she has a runny nose again. We've been working on catching up on her math for school - the class she failed last year, because she couldn't access the program that was 40% of her grade. I did some chatting with her teacher last week and finally asked the right question, and got us access at home to the program. She just kept saying 'have her bring the computer to me' and that wasn't working, one way or another. Finally I asked if there was still an online portal to use like they did during Covid when they did online schooling - and she said oh yea, there is - and told me how to access it. Now she can work slowly through these chapters for half-credit and we will be able to keep up with her current assignments much better because she says sometimes she can't do them in class with all the screaming and pushing and shoving that goes on with the other students.
Car is doing okay, what it should. The little trick we have been using to get open the gas cap door has been working well.
My joints along my left side are still taking turns with who wants to complain today. I try not to complain general, but did post yesterday that 'nineteen hundred fifty eight' bones in my left hip were having a word with me. That is what it feels like - there is a hitch between two places that shouldn't even be IN that joint, and nothing is quite working in the right place between them - like shifting a car and for some reason it keeps getting stuck in between, but it works, and you can't get it to shift to the right position - and you know it SHOULDn't work that way, but it is, and just what is it damaging doing that?? A lot like that. Mark says my joints don't have sockets, they have 'orbits'. That's not far off, either. Most of it will work itself out if I just don't overstrain things, eat right, and keep exercising it/using it normally.
It is so ironic that with hEDS letting it 'rest' doesn't help as much as people would think, If something is 'stuck' letting it stay in that position and not stretching it out is the wrong approach. But, you also do have to make sure that in grinding it through the 'slightly wrong position' (called sublux actually) doesn't really mess up something. The snappy muscle bits will snap back in place if 1.) your nutrition stays good and 2.) you use it properly and stretch/crack it properly throughout the day and 3.) you don't get an ACTUAL injury in the meantime. I didn't sleep too long in one position last night, either - rolling over every few hours, which helps a lot. When I'm just really really tired and I sleep for four to six hours straight - things tend to drift more and then getting the bones where they should be can be an unwanted surprise first thing trying to get out of bed.
Still doing Japanese on three programs and two profiles now - although I'm only doing the bare minimum. One of the new apps on my phone keeps yelling at me at random times and I had to explain that to Esme. Ha. Oh, yes, my phone just said that because I have only done one lesson today. It wants attention? Yes, it does.
Speaking of, yesterday I had gotten home from the postal route and our little blind goat, Melody, was crying outside. She was saying BAA very loudly, because she could hear I was in the kitchen. She wants fresh food from the bin, like a house cat, and she wants someone to pet her head and say 'what a pretty goat' while she eats inside (she has an inside and an outside bowl). Also, much like a house cat. So when she heard me she began baa-ing very loudly. Mark was in his office, and I was in the kitchen - and we both, at the same moment, said 'BAA' back at her - in the exact same tone - and he came out of his office and looked at me. We said 'BAA' the exact same way, we speak the same dialect of goat. I asked him what he had MEANT when he said BAA, because that would explain if it was the same dialect. He said 'in a minute', and I would have said 'yes, eventually' (which, in welsh, 'in a minute' means about that exactly). So yes, we both speak 'goat' to the goat when she is crying and it IS the same dialect. *ha*
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