A blog at this time of the night is never a good thing. I can not believe I am having such bad PLP. I thought that was a thing of the past. Not so.
I wore the silicone liner for a few hours yesterday evening. That extra compression on the stump may be the cause.
I have not been able to get the silicone liner on for weeks now. Today I found that if I press the stump down hard onto the wheel chair cushion, I can get the liner on with only a little pain. Too bad I can't do the same with the socket.
Plan "A", had me being in George with Maddie by early next week. Now I have blood tests on Tuesday, and Oncologist on Wednesday.
My prosthesis guy called, and wants to try to design a different socket on Wednesday also. He will probably make another mold then, and I'll get the new socket on Thursday. I think there is still to much pain for me to be able to judge the value of another socket. I still have 2 sockets, and both cause lots of pain. Both were good sockets in their time. The stump shrunk to much for the one, and the second one was much better, and I was able to walk, and even do the park runs.
I removed the latest socket with the Texas flag and the holes, and installed the old, big one onto the knee. I did this myself at home. This socket was too big 3 weeks ago, and now my stump has swollen up so much over the last few weeks, that socket is now to small. I would have to push lots to get the stump in it now, and any pushing is painful. I am such a wimp!
As I am feeling sorry for myself right now, I have decided to make and consume a hot dog, jalapeno omelet.
I don't know why, but jalapenos always cheer me up.
Feeling sorry for myself, makes me feel sorry for myself.
Feeling sorry for myself is recursive.
Have you ever seen a sad three legged dog? Not me. They still just want love and someone to play with. I could learn lots from dogs.
A baby bird that falls out of the nest doesn't feel sorry for itself. Even as it gets eaten by a cat. I could learn lots from baby birds.
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02:20
Great omelet.
It has been cold the last few days. There is a cold front coming through, and tonight will be just above freezing. Most South African houses don't have any form of insulation. At least I have solar panels, so once the sun is up I can cheaply run a small heater.
Day before yesterday I drug a ladder from the shed, and got up to the attic. I put a desktop fan up there blowing down through a hole on a board that fits in the trap door. This blows hot attic air down into the bedroom. It also blows dust and small attic trivia. The attic got up to 28C yesterday while the outside temperature never got above 18C. I also built it a trap door held up with magnets to try and keep the night time heat in.
The biggest difficulty was my good leg getting tired. There is no place to sit and rest on a ladder. So I would climb up, work for a bit, then down to the wheel chair for a rest, then back up again. 5 times to get everything done.
Yesterday was a laundry day. I managed to get all the clean, wet clothes out of the washing machine, and into the laundry basket. While I was in the wheel chair, with the basket on my lap, navigating around the house toward the back yard, the basket mysteriously fell off my lap. Clothes stops/pegs/pins and laundry all over the ground. So I started picking things up and fell forward out of the wheel chair. It takes some doing to fall out of a wheel chair. I can add that to my "Been there, Done that." list.
As I was laying on my "clean" clothes on the ground, I figured this was a good time to pick stuff up and refill the laundry basket, then clumsily got back into the wheel chair.
Back inside to rinse the laundry in the machine again. I figured the dirt wasn't really "dirty" like the stink from my armpits is, so I didn't bother with soap this time.
I found a bungee cord that I used to use for holding stuff on the back of a motorcycle, and once the laundry basket was again on my lap, I secured it there with the bungee cord. A few hours later I brought in all the still damp laundry.
I'm sure my many friends had a busy productive day doing many things. I just did laundry.
This PLP is not getting less. It used to go away whenever I was busy. Not this time. I think I am going to drug up with pain killers, read a bit, and then probably sleep till past noon.
I had a friend once that always slept late. He used to say that if you get out of bed before noon, then you just wasted half the day. :-)
03:17
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