Once more I found myself out and about early to the torrid coffee shop. Decided I needed out of the house along with some time lost in the words. Left earlier than desired/needed for another errand I wanted to accomplish afterward. It was challenging to force the words out, and to make them linger long enough to fill the time. On the upside, I did get the majority of today’s to-do list done by noon. I will confess, however, I really need to stop getting mochas, chai, and pastries. I always feel sick a little later on yet I have not learned from these majorly disruptive discomforts.
I miss the days when the poetry sang so freely. Not sure what is wrong with this month but I hope they return to singing soon.
Today was a better day for the breathing although it did not seem that way at first. I wonder if the better day is due to an experiment I implemented before going to sleep. Metal is one of the odder allergies I have. When I laid down this morning, the muscle spasms increased. It dawned on me that I was tucking myself into a bed full of metal – zippers on pillow covers, a metal bed frame, and an electric blanket. The electric blanket may also potentially explain why the spasms often increase when I curl up in the recliner with the other one. I stripped the pillows of their pillow covers and removed the electric blanket from the bed. Afterward, the muscle spasms decreased and I fell asleep very quickly – the first time in weeks.
While I’m still not feeling well, I am doing better. If metal is the cause of all this medical drama, I’m going be very annoyed especially at myself for not figuring it out sooner. I do miss my electric blanket though. The warm and toasty was so nice.
If my metal allergy has indeed become so severe, I’ll need to change out the bed frame soon. The guest bed has a wood frame and I think it can support a queen sized mattress. I’ll try a few more days sans the other metals to see if things improve further before I start moving around clunky mattresses and bed frames. I would love to get a new platform-style wood bed frame for myself – the currently owned bed frames require the use of a step stool in order for me to get in – but funds will not allow for such right now.
I really just wanted April for writing. I wasn’t expecting the words to fight me, and I certainly wasn’t anticipating all this health drama. Is it so wrong to want a normal month? A month where I can just write and write without issue?
Next month is a ‘focus on decluttering’ month. I hope that the words and my health are more cooperative for the June WriMo. On the decluttering front, today bid farwell to the last of the papers to be shredded. About two weeks ago, I picked up a flyer from the library about a paper shredding event today. Since my paper shredder is barely working after shredding half of the paper I collected during the decluttering process, I figured I should take the rest to the event. After filling one big black trash bag followed by a very short wait at the library, I got to say, ‘So long, papers!’ While I would have liked to use the shreds for mulch or papercrete, I was happy to get rid of them. It took me forever to shred the other half for a friend’s papercrete project. My paper shredder and I were not up to going through that again.