But today I felt as close to feeling like myself as I’ve been since I fell. I unloaded the dishwasher, folded laundry and put it away, made up the dough for a loaf of bread, and then I damn well went out and picked beans for almost an hour.
So, so many beans. I got hot and by the time I was done I truly was DONE but it was okay. I didn’t die. I’m sure I missed a bunch of the beans that were there but I did all I could do. And later on I snapped and strung almost a gallon which is about half of what I picked. It has been hurting my soul to think of all those lovely beans going to waste.
Mr. Moon discovered where Miss Pansy has been laying her eggs which was in the baby coop. He brought in about nine of her lovely blue green eggs and float-tested them. Three did not pass and were tossed out. Still in the past two weeks we have gone from needing to buy eggs to having far more than we can use and there are only going to be more. In fact, I just went out to check and found four more eggs in the nest in the pump house.
And so here I am, less than two weeks since my feet slid out from under me and I slammed into the back steps and broke those ribs and I cannot believe how much healing has taken place since then. I’ve gone from not even being up to snapping beans, to picking AND snapping them. From not having the energy or strength to feed my sourdough starter to making bread again. From having to pre-consider every move to sitting down and getting up easily and without pain. The ribs still tell me when I try to do something that I should not. I am still relying somewhat on Ibuprofen. And of course I cannot sleep in my bed with my man and Jack but it’s not so bad to sleep in that chair with the tiny weight of Maurice on my lap, her softness under my fingers.
In fact, I am doing so much better that I got truly cranky today. I got a notice from GoDaddy today which hosts my blog site that my payment method was no longer valid. This was true due to the fact that I have a new card because my old one had been compromised. It took me hours to deal with updating that one little thing due to having no idea what my user name and password were to a GEE DEE website that honestly is fucked up. I still don’t know if I’ve got it straightened out but the fact of the matter is- I’m not due for renewal until December!
And yes, I got cranky.
Since I injured myself I have been mostly in a state of either being quietly curled in on myself or being just damn grateful that my injuries weren’t far worse than they were. So I suppose that having enough energy to be pissed off is a good thing.
Like the fact that my still-horrifying looking hematoma is itching like hell. That indicates healing, right?
I think so.
The human body is amazing. I’m so grateful to have been reminded of this in such a relatively benign way.