Major Decline

My 3 a.m. cellphone alarm proved unnecessary last night, for finding myself awake enough to be curious about the time, a check proved it to be around 2:40 a.m., so I rose then.

Before too long I could hear a very light rain falling on the carport roof outside my bedroom window, but it did not last. Even so, everything was wet out there, and had been for quite some while.

When I finally left on the ¾-mile round trip walk to the elementary school playground, I would feel an occasional droplet of rain.

I am quite the cripple, hobbling along due to what I have diagnosed to be cortical inhibition of the quadriceps at my right knee ─ and thus my lameness and inability to fully extend my lower leg in line with my upper leg when I attempt to stretch it out.

But as I believe I may also have written about in yesterday's post, the months-long crick in the right rear quadrant of my neck has ─ as of yesterday ─ become accompanied with a similar pinched nerve cramping that feels like it is beneath (not below) my right shoulder blade (scapula). It sometimes results in a paralyzing pain when I seek to use my right arm. Even turning over in bed was nearly excruciating.

The knee trouble is the result of my March 1st direct fall onto my bent knee, but these pinched nerve conditions are bewilderingly discouraging.

I am still forced to use the youngest kids' playground because the removed equipment at the playground of the older kids has not been replaced.

Anyway, the rain cooperated and I successfully wiped dry a bar to use for pull-ups and chin-ups, but it did not matter. My musculature and associated anatomical architecture felt too traumatized to perform. As a result I just settled on sets of a single repetition.

So with a 30-count between sets, I had three sets of pull-ups, then three sets of chin-ups, and finally three sets of pull-ups between a pair of half-rings. The neck and shoulder blade spasms or cramps or pinched nerves ─ whatever ─ were truly handicapping, so one repetition in each set was all I felt like dealing with.

I added a dead hang, but only for a 60-count.

Then over at the nearby metal ramp, it was everything I could do to endure 10 slow full-range decline push-ups. Late this afternoon when I had some light exercise in my wife's vacant bedroom, the pain beneath my right shoulder blade was so paralyzing that I could not dare to even attempt a regular push-up on the rug.

What the Hell is going wrong with me?!

After getting back home, I soon got involved in responding to an E-mail from my paternal cousin Doug in Edmonton, Alberta. And anon, it was pouring rain outside.

That reply became so involved that before I realized, it was 7:18 a.m. ─ I had thought maybe it was around 6:30 a.m.

Almost aghast, I got back into bed and did my best to find short bouts of sleep, for that shoulder blade cramp is bothering me even when I am not trying to move.

Eventually I felt that it must be at least 8:30 a.m., but to my near dismay I found that it was at least 45 minutes later than that ─ surely my younger brother would be downstairs watching T.V. and wondering why I had not yet joined him to begin operating our Android TV Box.

Yet when I opened my bedroom door, I found that he had not yet emerged from his bedroom.

Soon enough though, he did. I was occupied here at my bedside computer, so I had not taken control of the T.V. And so it was around 9:30 a.m. when I joined him.

My wife had a full workday at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, so she emerged from her bedroom around 9:40 a.m. to shower and so forth; and then soon after 10 a.m. she was away in the rain on her rather long drive.

The first video I tuned in with our Android TV Box for my brother and I was 16 minutes (16:06) and had been uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: “Keir Starmer Forces Digital ID | Is Canada Quietly Preparing?”

Then I tuned in the three most recent videos that had by then been published at Rumble's Real Truth Real News channel ─ they were very short, but I feel none merit mention.

After those, I tuned in Chicago P.D. ─ episode 16 ("Deadlocked") of season 10.

And then somehow we watched an entire movie, for it finished right around noon ─ my brother had opted to resist returning to his bedroom for further bed rest until it had completed. The movie was 2013's Playdate, and I had previously downloaded it because it featured Alicia Witt.

I have no idea now on my source for the download, but it may be available to watch at this uFLIX.to link.

It was kooky and absurd enough to keep us watching as we witness the central character ─ as played by unknown-to-me actress Stephanie Lemelin ─ grow ever more irrationally deranged because she just could not leave alone Alicia Witt's character's ghosting of her.

Supporting actor Diedrich Bader is someone I don't think I've seen act in anything since The Drew Carey Show.

My evening is running away on me, partly because my brother remained home today ─ probably due to the wet weather. He doesn't like standing around in the rain waiting for buses.

All else I shall say before taking a break so I can watch a couple of shows here on my bedside computer while enjoying a couple cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) is that my older half-sister wants to pay another visit sometime tomorrow.

These really wear me out, and rob me of time I need for my normal routine. Once in a long while is one thing, but she was already here twice within the past 10 days.

What a life.

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Lord, I'm in pain due to whatever is going on with that pinched nerve and my right scapula region! I'm beginning to feel cold and an overall radiance of such unrelenting beleagurement of torment that I can scarce resist just going to bed in a bid to escape this wicked state.

I drank one can of beer while watching a series new to me ─ Friday Night Lights. Obviously I watched the season one "Pilot" episode.

It took some while, but I find myself now loving the episode ─ what a finale that football game presented! This will be a series I am going to enjoy, especially since there are a bevy of beautiful ladies in the huge cast.

My source was this GOOJARA.to link.

It was something of a struggle remaining up for one further show, but I did. I watched Rescue: HI-Surf ─ season one's episode seven ("Pau").

I have grown to enjoy this series such that knowing it was my next viewing option was sufficient to keep me up and having a second beer. Again, my source was a GOOJARA.to link.

I am going to try to be in bed before 11 p.m., and right now it is 10:32 p.m. as I publish this post and commence wrapping up whatever I have going on here on this computer.

May I please heal to a remarkable degree overnight! This relentless pain is making me feel feverish despite being chilly.

I believe my wife arrived home several minutes ago.