I was able to get out in the wee a.m. yesterday for a chilly walk ─ it was probably around 3:30 a.m. My eldest stepson was still up, but he had just ensconced himself in the bathroom with the fan running. This was all the encouragement that I needed, for I did not wish for my activity to be known to him. So I hustled and dressed, and was away before he emerged from the bathroom (which is immediately adjacent to my bedroom).
I was later to find that he had taken a shower, so I did not need to rush.
Anyway, I believe that I likely walked for approximately a mile by the time I was back home, and I pushed myself a little in order to challenge my "COVID pneumonia" scarred lungs. I hope that heavily breathing the chilly, moist air was beneficial for my lungs, and does not serve as a pathway for some complication.
Unfortunately, I soon enough found in the afternoon that the outer muscle running alongside my left leg's shin was strained and had become sensitive, most likely due to unaccustomed stretching after not walking for maybe a month and a half as a result of being laid up with that "COVID pneumonia".
I think that I suggested in a very recent post ─ maybe my last one ─ that it has been around two months since my last walk, but that seems an overlong estimate.
This straining of the muscle alongside my shin concerns me because I have been afflicted by it in the past, with the eventual result that it inhibits my ability to walk ─ it can cripple me by making it too difficult to raise my heel and rise up onto the ball of my left foot when I am stepping as I walk.
Recovery can take many weeks, so I dearly hope not to find myself in that limiting predicament. Perhaps I can stretch the muscle and related tendon here at home with some exercise directed at it, and possibly ease out the tightness and halt the onset of crippling inflammation. I seem to recall that there may be an association with the foot's lateral longitudinal arch, which I have previously encountered problems with that resulted in it also becoming somewhat inflamed.
Whatever the case, I most definitely would prefer to 'nip this in the bud' and prevent myself becoming more disabled at walking than I presently am.
It was my hope to get out again in the early a.m. today, but when I found myself awake and checked the time overnight, it was already a minute or two after 4 a.m. This was much too late. I am often awake and up by as much as two hours before this. So even without going anywhere, it was just after 5 a.m. by the time I had finished up a few tasks and gotten back to bed. To have added a walk would have delayed me excessively; as it was, my actual morning was to start just after 8 a.m.
By the way, after joining my younger brother for some T.V. yesterday morning, I ventured to him that hereafter I would be availing myself of him on occasion for some shopping, since it will be a long while before I am walking any distances.
As I believe I mentioned in my previous post, I pointed out to him that it would be a boon for me to be able to ride with him some Monday, Wednesday, or Friday morning when he goes to pick up his girlfriend Bev to drive her to work (she is presently part-time). He picks her up no later than 10 a.m., and she conveniently does not live far at all from the nearest government liquor store around two miles from here where I usually do my alcohol shopping.
I also asked that whenever he plans to nip out in the morning or earliest afternoon to do some special shopping at a location that might be of interest to me, then let me know ─ since he would be returning before he heads off for the afternoons to do some drinking elsewhere, it would be most convenient for me to be accompanying him for that shopping of groceries or whatever.
Since I first started becoming seriously ill in early October, my wife has been sleeping downstairs on a couch in her sons' den area. Well, today she asked about the small bed here in the little room where I keep my computer. This room is immediately next to our bedroom, and was formerly the bedroom of my brother's daughter (she now lives with a boyfriend in Washington State where they have some rural property and a variety of animals like some horses, at least one donkey, and I honestly have no idea what else ─ apart from any dogs or cats, of course.
The snag about the bed is that it is buried beneath boxes and piles of papers and publications, books, clothes, and an assortment of other things, for which there is nowhere else to store everything ─ that is why it has all accumulated on the bed and elsewhere in this room, leaving just a small area of the floor free of clutter.
To my thinking, if it was possible to get a small and plush mattress of some sort, a far easier alternative would be to sleep on the floor on that and just ignore the bed ─ I would be willing to sleep here if the floor 'mattress' was sufficiently soft and comfortable for that purpose.
I can't imagine just sleeping on a narrow couch as she has been doing ─ I don't think that she can even fully stretch out on it.
Anyway, I would prefer that she doesn't start 'rearranging' everything in this room ─ there are certain items such as paperwork I have within easy access that I would prefer she does not irretrievably file away.
I do not believe that I suggested this in my blog before, but I do have some suspicion that I may have gotten sick from some possible 'vaccine shedding' that came from my wife during the nights when we used to sleep together in the same bed ─ she and her two adult sons have been 'vaccinated' against SARS-CoV-2, and my brother and I are unwilling to subject ourselves to any such risk, for we are fully aware of the lies being spread concerning the safety and efficacy of this genetic experiment being wrongly called a vaccine.
Also in my last post on Sunday night, I was too annoyed over my brother to care to discuss a movie that I had tuned in for us earlier that evening via our Android TV Box (which he does not understand how to operate).
He bitched as soon as he recognized that I was tuning in a movie, and I reckon that was the course he set for himself. I thought that it was undeniably interesting, and it had something of a shock and definitive ending. The viewer was not left hanging and left to imagine for him- or herself what was to come next in the life of the characters. To my mind, the movie had a proper enough finish.
Nevertheless, my contrary brother had to grouse miserably that the time spent watching the feature was an hour-and-a-half that he would never be getting back.
That was a wholly undeserved and unnecessary statement with the sole purpose of offending me, and he did succeed. It left me furious. I wanted to call it a night and depart from the miserable ass.
The movie was the 2014 Shailene Woodley vehicle White Bird in a Blizzard.
Sure, it wasn't any kind of blockbuster, but I wouldn't NOT recommend it to someone if I was asked about it.
This morning my brother and I watched a good Odessa Orlewicz interview of three guests that she had on her show. Unfortunately, though, it is presently only available on her Facebook account, so it is not going to remain there ─ Facebook will probably eventually delete her account, or at least delete the video.
For now, here is the Facebook link: Nov 22- I Interview Nurses About What They've Witnessed & Their Thoughts On The Strange New Children's Stroke Propaganda.
As I said, that link is probably not going to remain valid, but it is the only one that I know of ─ Odessa has yet to upload the video anywhere else more secure.
This was her video description:
These 3 nurses do not know each other and all work(ed) at separate hospitals in BC, Canada.
I open the show with a damning video interview with a doctor to do with Pfyyyyzer trial cover ups to do with jabbbing of the 12-15 yr olds...
Odessa's three nurse guests were Sean Taylor, Andrea Henders, and Chrisitine Nurse. I don't know if that last guest's name is both a misspell and should be "Christine"; nor if the surname is just a pseudonym in the stead of the young lady's real last name, if indeed it is not "Nurse".
At just shy of 1½ hours, the video was interesting enough for my brother and I, since we were viewing it on our T.V. in the comfort of our living room through our Android TV Box. If these videos were only available on my computer, they just would not be getting viewed. I cannot sit here for that long glued to a computer screen; and my brother doesn't even know how to use a computer.
My wife had to work this afternoon with a 4 p.m. start at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, so she left here shortly after 3:30 p.m.
It is already dark as I type these words at 5:37 p.m., but I am going to pay a visit to the small (unlit) toolshed in our backyard and fetch a large roll of foam rubber that my brother has out there. I know that material emits noxious vapours over time, but perhaps for the short term I can use it to sleep on in this room until something more innocuous is acquired. I will have to bring it into the house to check the dimensions of the large pad, though, for it may be too wide and even too long for the available space that exists on the floor here next to the cluttered bed and just in front of my computer.
So with that said, I am taking my leave for the day right here.
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