Last week I was diagnosed with tendonitis of my right wrist. Good grief. Really? My suspicion is that this had been coming on for a while, and the small tinge of pain I was feeling on occasion was aggravated recently when I started adding more planks to my workouts (don't do these on your hands folks!) and then spending the better part of a day sitting at a weird angle and cutting fabric with scissors (I usually use a rotary cutter). Soon, the discomfort was unavoidable and I had to face the fact that something was not right. Luckily, it is temporary, and I have been instructed to rest it, allow it to heal, and not do any repetitive motion to aggravate it. I'm managing to do more things with my other hand, and for the most part, avoid things that hurt it.
I have managed to do a little English paper piecing, which is surprisingly not painful. But just a little. Afraid that I may make things worse and not even know it, I'm only letting myself do a few at a time. Those few sure feel good. I like to remind my hands that they can still make things. After finding this great Japanese tin of tea cookies, I filled it with supplies to keep in our family room, for when when the moment strikes. I love the portability of English paper piecing.
Truth is, I feel a little like a mess lately. I have a few extra pounds from the holidays that are leaving me feeling sluggish and slow. And now my wrist. Not being one to have aches and pains often, it's hard to just go with the healing process and be easy on myself. It's hard to snap out of feeling blue. I'm trying. Each day, I try to remember simple things- to be good to myself, like drink lots of water, eat healthy food, and go to bed at a reasonable hour. I am taking more of Vitamin D, and upping my iron intake (I am perpetually deficient). Really these are the same things I tried to do every day before these physical and mental setbacks, but now I'm also trying to clear away the rest of the chatter and just be easy on myself.