This is the question that I'm asking myself this morning. I felt so much better yesterday that I decided to do some much needed house cleaning. I admit to being a bit compulsive about it and the past 5 weeks have left the place pretty darned dirty. Didn't help that I somehow broke all 3 vac's in the house....hubs bought me a new one, so I took it for a spin.
A corner of the living room seemed as good as place as any to get started. I "walked" out the big recliner to the middle of the floor and got started on the floor to ceiling clean. Living in the country means lots of dust. Two bird dogs in the house means lots of dog hair and dander. It's amazing how it creeps to every nook and cranny. I ran the vac's wand up high, capturing those darned cobwebs that have formed, got the walls, washed all objects on the wall and the table that resides there.
Had to get on my knees to clean along the baseboards and that little edge along side. Lemon oiled the woodwork. Then had a most difficult time getting off the floor. The pups watched intently close by. Took a good 30 minutes to get the recliner back in it's nook. I'm so glad I've a small house, because that wore me out!
I'd stripped the bed, washing all the linens, earlier in the day. Seemed an eternity putting it all back in order. But, I was pleased to have accomplished these meager tasks prior to the hubs returning from work. Although, my legs, in particular the thighs, burned as if I'd been running an incline for an hour. Oh, this muscle weakness truly sucks.. I experience it after every Celiac/or Crohn's crash'n burn.
It seems I always lose muscle mass during an "episode", as the doc likes to call them. Perhaps because of the intensity. Whatever the reason, I've always been up to the challenge and start to rebuild them as soon as possible. Up to this year, I was still able to haul my own hay out of the fields. Shocking to all, but I've always been in very good physical shape. Felt it necessary to work with horses and tend their needs. Now, I can't even get all 8 horses fed. The 5lbs each of hay feels to weigh 30 by the time I get to the 3rd one. This chore, along with hay procurement, has been handed over to the hubs for sometime now...
Anyways, I awakened this morning exhausted, congested, legs/feet/hands and arms from elbow to tips of fingers on fire and cramping. Change in the weather? Relapse from my strenuous day prior? I've not a clue, but find it somewhat depressing. On a positive note, so far I can still walk without the assistance of the cane. On the negative, I have been seriously thinking of getting one of those programs where one can just speak the words to the puter and it does all the typing. Why? Because it's a most painful task.
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