The Migraines are starting up daily again. I think it may be due the the wind. I seem to always have done worst when the wind was acting up in the past.
I may have to up my dose of Topiramate when I see the neurologist on July 1. We’ve been slowly raising it every three months. I am up to 100 mg, but I know it’s possible to go higher. I am not having any side effects, so I am not worried about increasing the dosage.
Robert Burns was right when he said that the best laid schemes oft go awry. We had planned to go for a hike, but I woke up with lots of mini spins/vertigo.
Though they aren’t bad enough to keep me in bed, I don’t want to be out in the middle of nowhere and find myself in a full blown vertigo attack. So we took a walk around the block instead. Only two small vertigo spins.
My tinnitus is really loud and my left ear is hurting. I wouldn’t be surprised if my hearing is taking another dive.
It’s a good thing that my husband is easygoing. He understands that we might have to make alternative plans. I wish everyone had people in there lives as understanding as my husband.
I am in survival mode. Or really some place in between. I am wanting to get out to do things, but afraid of the virus.
I wear a mask indoors when in public. I carry one when outdoors in case there are too many people and I can’t social distance. I have ate out in restaurants and even traveled to Sacramento. I wiped down everything before I touched it.
Californians are way more relaxed than I am comfortable with. Many Las Vegans are too. So I am thinking since everything has reopened I need to go back to taking daily walks only. I am torn, but I don’t want to die.
I certainly like breathing. As one with Asthma and who’s had pneumonia before I know what it feels like not to be able to get air in or out of my lungs. It’s not a pleasant feeling at all. That’s why I wear masks to protect others. I wish others would wear masks to protect me.
So I think it may be time for me to start staying in again. Let my husband do the shopping or order online again. No visits with family until I can figure out what this virus is doing unless masks becomes mandatory.
Masks can be pretty or functional. I even read that a sock mask can help protect others. This one acts as a scarf when I’m not wearing it.
I have been tired lately. Does that help me sleep any better? NO!
I think it’s anxiety. Anxiety causes strange reactions in my body. Tiredness is one of them. I can’t keep my eyes open when I am up doing things I normally enjoy. Then it keeps me awake or wakes me up when I am in bed.
I wish my body & mind could get together. A decent, restorative eight hours of sleep daily would be awesome. I am lucky to get 6 interrupted hours of sleep. I use an app called Pillow to track my sleep using my Apple Watch.
I certainly wake up early. I do my best work in the morning, because any later I am zapped of energy. I have always been an early bird though. I miss the days where I could go to bed late and get up early and have plenty of energy to last the whole day. Oh to be young again.
This past week I lost two amazing friends and mentors. The world seems a bit dimmer without them in it. Though I lived across the country, I looked forward to their posts, comments and messages.
They both inspired others to create and grow. Patty Volland through photography and writing and Linda Regula through art and writing. I already paid tribute to Patty so this post is for Linda.
Linda and her protégée, Paul Richmond, started an anti bullying campaign that reached so many more lives and is still going strong. It’s called “You Will Rise”!
I know Linda’s spirit will live on in each of the youth’s lives she touched and in everyone’s lives she touched. She was that amazing.
When I see images of dragons or phoenixes I will be reminded of Linda’s art. Indeed most purple flowers will bring to mind her beautiful artwork. Not all her artwork was of happy times as some depicted her sad childhood, but she overcame it.
I think I might read one of her books in memory of her. All her books can be found on Amazon.
Our walk today brought back so many memories of my childhood. When I was a Girl Scout our troop would camp in various locations around Las Vegas. Tule Springs was renamed to Floyd Lamb Park sometime in my 30 plus year absence.
Here are some photos of today’s excursion.
You can tell that I am fascinated by the peacocks. I have been since the first time I saw one on one of our camping trips. Trying to capture one with its plumage open was difficult.
Have you gotten out for a walk lately? I’d love to see your photos.
If there is one thing I know is that we need to support each other. It doesn’t matter if we understand or not. What matters is that we support our children, friends and family.
I am a safe place for my LGBTQ. I won’t judge you. I am an ally and have been for a long time. There was a time I was naive, but at my age those days are long past. I would think that they should be for the author who is in hot water now too. She is old enough to know better. Perhaps she needs more education, I don’t know.
I didn’t think we’d be discussing this during the turmoil of BLM. Yet here we are. This is a vulnerable group. We don’t need someone they look up to telling them they aren’t a real woman.
Be careful with your words. Educate yourself. Be kind.
I haven’t been feeling well lately. It’s been windy, so I’m wonky. Meniere’s or migraine dizziness. I think MD. The fibromyalgia flare, depression and the pinched nerve. The arthritis is always painful. So, I am not feeling well at all.
Still I managed to get up and do some Yoga with Adrienne and take a walk with my husband and dogs. I used my cane, since I fell while doing the yoga. I thought it was a safe enough pose, but I underestimated how wonky I was. I modified quite a bit of the poses before and more after my tumble.
Now I am ensconced in my recliner ready to watch tv.