This bed is kindly provided by the Canadian Red Cross and is available to me for as long as I need it. The Home Care team has arranged to have a hospital bed delivered to the house next week for my pleasure and sleeping enjoyment. Come to think of it, I may want to use it tonight. Actually, I find my recliner quite comfortable to sleep in. It’s much more restrictive than my usual bed because it’s so much narrower, but also much more flexible in terms of position. Lately, I’ve taken to sleeping in my recliner. If I take 4 mgs of breakthrough hydromorphone on top of the 18 mgs of the slow-release flavour, I can usually fall asleep and stay that way for a while. The pain isn’t horrible, but it is a pain in the butt (a little higher, actually) and pushes me to take more hydromorphone. My back has been a challenge lately with constant ‘stitches’. Life is good, isn’t it? Well, there is that other thing. Ah, a nice wood fire, warm and welcoming, along with a nice cup of coffee. I like to sit by our politically incorrect woodstove, especially when I just get up in the morning and Carolyn has got a fire going in our new, very efficient Pacific Energy woodstove (rated at 1.8 parts per million). Ski patrollers would like to see lots of snow fall and we do need as big a snowpack as we can get, but I don’t welcome snow. It may be that we escape more serious dumps of snow, but there’s no guarantee of that either. It’s going to hang around for some time yet, whether we like it or not. I was supposed to get a visit today from my palliative care doctor, but she was called away to an emergency so we’re putting that off until next week.Ġ.0˚C. It may be that atmospheric pressure has something to do with the pain in my midsection, but that’s only speculation on my brain’s part. The storms seem to amplify the ‘discomfort’ I feel in my back. Normally my brain is in denial, but storms put a wrench into that. One thing about sleeplessness is that my brain has plenty of time to speculate on things transpiring in the midlin’ parts of my body. There would be no sleep, at least not until the weather lost its angry edge. The rain aimed to engrave the windows with incessant beatings. It came banging on the side of the house, undeterred by the fact that we might be sleeping (or trying to sleep) inside. Last night the weather had no shame, no sense of propriety. We seldom get strong winds at our home in Cumberland, but when they happen, they aren’t shy. If there’s going to be a tree fall on the house during a storm, it will be from that direction, from the south-east. We sleep on the south-east side of the house, that’s the direction of the prevailing wind. Sky is blue this morning and it’s calm with no wind, but last night I swore the sky was falling.
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