Challenges

Today's PT session was...challenging. Yes, I thinnk that's the word I want. It is so frustrating to be unable to percieve pain until the stimulus is past the point of causing tears and spasming - but only 5 or ten minutes *after* the stimuli. What this means is when a tech says "don't go past the point of comfort" I have no idea what that point is. I go, then like the 15-minute "I'm full" delay in eating, suddenly I have an awareness that something hurts, said awareness usually heralded by my face screwing up and my eyes tearing. This makes a PT session very challenging and quite frustrating for me and the tech, both. Thank goodness there's a warming pad on my back and an absorbent towel under my face for the 15 minute rest after the workout. I needed that towel today although it did occur to me that crying is all good and all that, but when you're face down in a dark room and attached to an electrical appliance, it's nearly impossible to deal with the sniffles. I mean, salt water on the towel is okay, but let's avoid any thing else, yes? So I spent the time sniff-sniff-sniffing my way through the "relaxation". Then was so discombubalated that I walked out of the clinic in my stocking feet (nice carpets they have!) before I realised what I was doing. It wasn't until I was nearly at the door that it occurred to me why I felt so comfy at the toes. :)

Arn's off setting up pavilions for our Demo tomorrow. I am going to be doing repair work on his black linen tunic - it's a marshal's tabard that I'd made so he could wear only one layer of cloth during the summer when he was marshalling, but being male, he wears it rain or shine. It got so drenched at Blackstone Raids that he needed help getting it off after armour inspections and ripped the neckline (hard to do on a round neckline). So I've repair work to do by tomorrow.

Have I mentioned that I hate the heavy fighting part of the SCA? I know lots of folks like it but I find it as interesting as WWF wrestling or TV golf... so why is it so much of my time is spent producing stuff to support that part of the hobby? And repairing the same stuff, too. In my book, it's not too much different than being asked to make and repair the aprons worn by vict-ugh, patients in a dental clinic for free. Whoopie. Sometimes I regret learning to sew. You want a 40 foot banner that will float in the wind like a japanese kite and have germanic mottoes embroidered on it telling everyone how great your group is? fine. You make it. (Sorry - there's a "let's design a baronial banner" thing going on right now in our group and doncha know, not one of the Big Idea Guys is a sewing person... they're all gonna expect the little woman to take care of creating their grandious thingie. Well, except for Syr Otto, who does sew. I like him a lot. He sews, plays music, does woodworking and painting and is a Knight to boot... now *thats* someone to respect!)

Okay, grump time over. It will all look much better when the pain subsides. It always does.


"The wrinkles only go where the smiles have been" - Jimmy Buffett