Last month, while reaching for a towel after my shower I felt it; I felt the "tear" ever so gently making it's way across my middle back, starting from the left of my spine and moving across to the right. It as if a tiny fuse had been lit and quickly made its way across to full ignition. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I cried, on the inside.
Seriously? I was just reaching for my towel as I do every other day after a shower. God, I hate when this happens. It happens rarely and I always wonder "why this time?." I wondered what my mind was ruminating about that found its way in the perfect moment to an otherwiseharmless movement of my body.
I got out of the tub and quickly folded my body to the ground in a position that creates a nice relaxed stretch in my back. I hoped that if I breathed into it with calm that I would then get up and it would be OK.
It was not to be. As a matter of fact, although I've been injured this way a few other times in my life, this turned out to be the worst of all. I went from being an upright homo sapien to a sideways gorilla barely able to get herself around the house. I already had a doctor's appointment scheduled that morning to look at my infected thumb (yep, that's what I said, infected thumb) so I took my new ailment with me.
Fast Forward - One Month Later
My back healed and my thumb finally did, too. If only that were all. It seems that this change in environment and circumstances has created some inflammation and clumsiness in my body. Since the thumb/back duo I have:
- walked into a low-lying cactus plant with my big toe (yes, it hurt!)
- stubbed another toe
- developed a short bout of psoriasis-like symptoms on my upper lip
- had a touch of acne (I know!)
After I reported one of these ailments to my husband he remarked that the desert may not be my place. He may be right but I see these events a little differently. I have just navigated a huge transition: I am living alone for only the third time in my life (the last time was over 30 years ago) and I'm doing it away from friends and family. It's a little bit like detoxing; it takes time and doesn't look pretty.
It has been hard to work, too. First of all, there was real pain. Secondly, that thumb thing was a huge problem (that picture was taken before it swelled up). I could not put pen to paper for almost 2 weeks. Clearly, I needed to STOP everything while I adjusted. I've talked to other people here. Sedona is a place out of time. The desert heat will zap you of energy and it takes time to adapt to the drier climate.
So, I am getting back to work, slowly but surely. It feels good to publish this post (I've drafted about 5!).