Well, folks! Wasn’t that a night? I am referring to Thursday night, after that wonderful back attack.
My daughter had given me CBD gummies a week or two ago, but I hadn’t tried them yet. Supposedly, they help us to relax and feel less pain.
I let the back-pain meds that had taken during the day —Tylenol — clear out of my system, and I chewed on a gummy before I went to bed. I think it worked a little, for I did go to sleep for about two hours. My usual Trazodone tends to get me 5-6 hours of sleep, but the CDB stopped working pretty quickly. I did take another gummy in the middle of the long night after I had been up for awhile, but as far as I could tell that one didn’t affect me at all.
So, it was, indeed, a long night. Lacey didn’t mind as she got a couple of extra feedings of kibble as I sat at the computer although I did spend most of the time bundled up in my chair
I had to keep covered because it was cold. Outside temperatures were 3C/37F early on, and then they went down another degree or three. Indoors, was a balmy 18C/64F, but that went down a little too.
I layered up with a hoodie sweatshirt over my pj top and then a hoodie sweater over top of the sweatshirt. I was also under a blanket for most of the time.
You see, we are in the midst of the great Canadian game — How long are you willing to freeze your ahems off before you activate the furnace. Activating the furnace is so final. It’s giving in, and so we like to defer as long as possible. Meanwhile, we do hope for some warmer weather before it gets really cold. Fortunately, it doesn't always this cold this early.
Now, about the spasms.
Thankfully, we had Tylenol (for back pain) in the medicine cabinet, so I was able to start on those right away. How much it truly helped, I cannot tell, but I guess it helped mentally anyway. Neither could I discern the CBD accomplishing anything, but I think it would possibly work on more constant pain. With these spasms, it mostly hurts only when I move.
Still, I have had worse attacks. I can get up and down more easily than after some attacks. I think the last attack was 4-5 years go, and my ex-SiL, actually brought over a walker to help me pull myself up and hobble around.
Sue has been willing to stoop in my stead when needed, like when it is time to feed the cat. But the daft cat needs to follow a procedure, so we’ve been faking it. I will carry the plate to the feeding area while Sue comes the other way. At the last minute, I hand the plate to Sue who puts it on the floor, and Lacey seems to accept that. What a hoot! It does make us giggle.
It’s Saturday afternoon, so I am well into my third day. Day two was a big improvement over the first day, but I am disappointed today. There has been no improvement over yesterday and possibly some regression. I think I may be even a little little stiffer and sorer than yesterday. Optimum fall colour is just about upon us, and here I sit.