I have posted several stories about working in the gardens, plus repairing and reseeding the front lawn. I actually gave myself a nasty case of heatstroke. Couldn’t understand why my skin was burning as if I had a wicked sunburn, and my head was pounding. When I finally Googled the symptoms I was shocked.
I should have called the EMTs or gone straight to the Emergency Room! Whoa, despite that, earlier that day I carried 6 loads of laundry downstairs, weeded and watered the gardens and lawn.
I did declare later that day that I would spend the day in the big recliner with a ½ gallon of iced tea, lots of aspirin and have full control of the TV remote. I was sick.
That wasn’t bad enough, I chipped my knuckle. Somehow, in all that garden work, moving the rocks for the rock garden, lugging large planters around, I seriously damaged my middle knuckle.
Yep, woke up with my knuckles painfully swollen. We thought it was a spider bite, we joked that I punched out someone.
Jokes aside, for almost two weeks I walked around with a brace on my hand to protect it from any bumps, or handshakes.
It was so bad, I couldn’t type or even use a computer mouse. I do have a Kindle, good for web surfing and email, but that is a bit awkward for posting and designing.
Hot packs and cold packs were applied.
The medicine cabinet was raided hourly.
I should’ve gone to the doctor.
And the world doesn’t stop: food still must be prepared, dishes must be washed, and laundry must be hauled down to the laundry, then folded and carried back up. Fun with a busted up hand.
My thanks to friends and tenants who helped out and offered sympathy, it was much appreciated.
But this morning I can finally move my hand, I can type, and I got more stories to tell!
Summer tourist season is kicking in . . . and the surf, sand and boardwalk food will be calling all our names!
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