I'm still alive (barely)

Sorry I've been incommunicado for a while. I've had a cold since last Thursday, and while I am able to walk, therapy has been incredibly painful this past week. That tends to stem the flow of creative juices.

Christine had a cold last week, and I could tell I was fighting it off. Last Thursday it finally got me. While Christine tends to get colds in her head and sinuses, I tend to get them in my chest/lungs. I've been coughing for ten days straight now. Tea and Vaporub help some, and I'm popping DayQuil pills like candy. They're pretty effective, but I can tell the exact moment when it's been four hours since I took them.

My achilles tendon on my left leg is inflamed and very painful. My therapist said it could be because I don't have my full range of motion back yet, so the tendon snaps back before it extends all the way, which irritates it. At therapy on Thursday, they hooked me up to four pads that gave a small electrical current that was meant to loosen up the tissue. When it wasn't any better on Friday, they took a different pad, put cortizone on it, and stuck it to my tendon. Then they put another pad on top of my foot at the ankle line. Finally, they took what looked like (and pretty much was) a car battery charger and hooked that up to the pads. This was much, much more than the slight tingling sensation of the previous day. Four fifteen minutes, tiny jumper cables sent electricity into my foot, which drove the cortizone into the deep tissue. Today I've been icing it, and I'm wearing Ted Hose (basically panty-hose on one leg). I guess it's helping.

I'm going to hobble up the stairs for more tea. Later.