Fits and starts. The story of my life.
Just after I posted about my summer reading list (I just finished the third novel in the Blue Bloods series) I had a work trip to Charleston, SC. Beautiful city, much bigger than I expected. But they had a Mellow Mushroom! And I also got in a great walking ghost tour. Other than that it was work, work, work. When I returned it was a weekend full of social events and shopping for the boys with some gardening thrown in for good measure. However, it appears that the shopping in bad shoes the gardening ended up being my downfall. I strained my lower back. Badly.
So two weeks ago I was in a recliner with a heating pad. I ended up seeing three different doctors that week, mostly because I woke up Tuesday morning and couldn't lift myself out of bed. James had to put his hand on my neck and lift me upright. And the low point was later that morning when I spent 45 minutes trying to get out of the recliner and failing to do so. James happened to call me at that time and I found my self sobbing on the phone asking him to come home and help me out of the chair! Turns out that once my back muscles loosened the pain of most likely a bulging disc emerged. Which was why I couldn't get out of a chair on my own. James ended up playing nursemaid that week but was able to go into work for a couple of hours. The doctors wouldn't order an MRI (the only real way to find out if it was a bulging disc) because though it was painful I didn't have shooting pain down my legs or numbness in my legs. I can understand that. So I am going to say it was a bulging disc.Yoga will be in my future....
And last week we took a trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains in North Carolina to spend time with my parents, eldest sister and her husband, and attend the Grandfather Mountain Highland Games. My first trip to Grandfather Mountain I was 6 weeks old. This time I was actually able to go and sight see in the surrounding communities. We had to entertain the boys somehow. We checked out the Linville Caverns, Linville Falls, and drove up Grandfather Mountain itself to walk across the mile high bridge.
We were actually able to get the boys into kilts! Finally! I've been trying for two years now!
I could have enjoyed myself more if I had had more movement, but I powered through and had a lovely time. Now that we are back we are settling into our summer schedule. Our camera is still missing. Or I would have bored you with photos.
Perhaps it is time to upgrade to a better camera? Of course, that is when the old one will reappear.