Elayne Riggs' Journal (for Leah)

Sunday, September 27, 2020

Silly Site o' the Day

Neither of us slept well last night, and my back went out on me again around 3 AM, so one more day of inactivity and no grocery shopping. At this point I'm hoping for Tuesday, since I have to get back into work mode tomorrow. Meanwhile, parts of my past come back to haunt me:

 Via BoingBoing. Thank goodness I don't seem to be anywhere in this documentary...

Saturday, September 26, 2020

Silly Site o' the Day

Another day of enforced inactivity, thanks to my back going out on me again. The knee continues to improve, but I'm not just sure what to do about the back! For now it's ibuprofen and heating pads and hope that it'll improve again tomorrow so we can shop, but I'm not banking on it. No cooking for awhile either, so I'll have to put away those dancing visions of Paula Deen riding things, at least for now.

Friday, September 25, 2020

Silly Site o' the Day

I hardly got any sleep last night, because I knew I had work to do in the morning, and the back and knee got gradually worse through the night and into this morning. But they've improved enough for me to spend a bit more time on the computer, and right now I'm flying once again on ibuprofen PM (having put muscle rub on the back sprain and Voltaren and arnica on the knee bruises) so I'd best finish this before I fall asleep in the wrong room. Ah, here's one: guys turning memes around by posing like silly femfluencers.

Thursday, September 24, 2020

Silly Site o' the Day

Hoorah! I've finally showered! The issue is, of course, that after a shower certain muscles relax and others don't, so both the back and the knee are bothering me a lot now, despite the ibuprofen and recuperative measures. But it feels good to be clean again after so long! And the palm injury is almost completely gone, it's just a matter of the knee swelling going down (and, of course, the back muscles easing) before I'm back to what passes for normal. I miss things like cooking! But at least there's stuff like Uncle Roger to keep me company in the meantime:

Via BoingBoing.

Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Silly Site o' the Day

One step forward, two steps back. As in, I strained my back this morning, adding an extra layer of complication to my recovery. Robin went shopping and I ordered more groceries for delivery, so we're set for awhile on that account, but I was hoping to at least be able to walk down the 28 stairs by the end of the weekend. At this point it looks unlikely. So I'm resting as much as I can, given my work laptop is still on during the day (because, you know, what am I gonna do?), and hoping for incremental improvement which is better than none. Meanwhile, Mark Hamill and SirPatStew are making me smile in these adorable new GrubHub ads (do watch all three!) so that's something at least.

Tuesday, September 22, 2020

Silly Site o' the Day

The palm is much improved from Sunday's fall, but now that we're a couple days in I see the real issue; my right knee area has swollen up pretty alarmingly. The tendon brace with which I slept last night didn't do the trick, I cannot move around without crutches today, so I'm back to the compression brace as part of the RICE (rest, ice, compression, elevation) routine, hoping to gradually improve enough to be able to graduate to the cane and then to somewhat normal walking again (and showering! and getting down the stairs! and driving!). Good thing I took this week as vacation, although I have been going online with my work laptop in between resting the knee. It would have been nice to get a few medical things done, but alas, medical things got in the way. So I'll just wait patiently for my weekly dose of Quarantine Quitchen and let myself heal and wish I lived in Japan with its umpteen flavors of Kit-Kat:

Via BoingBoing.

Monday, September 21, 2020

Silly Site o' the Day

The hand has improved a lot since yesterday's fall, but the right knee has gotten worse. Not sure how I'm going to shower or drive to and from the supermarket. Guess I'll just keep crying out or taking deep intakes of hissing breath. I'm not very good with pain. The ibuprofen PM kept me dopey enough during the day, but now I'm all grumpy again. I hope a good night's sleep helps. And since I'm going nowhere fast, here's some drone footage of places I'll never see even post-COVID:

Via BoingBoing again.

Sunday, September 20, 2020

Silly Site o' the Day

Well, I did an extremely silly thing today. I missed the last step of the 28 leading from our apartment to the street, collapsed onto the pavement, and hurt my left hand/wrist area and my (bad) right knee. So much for taking a walk to try and find our favorite paper towels at the local supermarket! Or taking a walk at all, at least for the foreseeable future. Robin's helped bandage and brace everything we could, I'll attempt a shower tomorrow if I'm able to by then, and I'm glad I made no plans for my vacation week as I'm going nowhere fast, not even to handle medical matters. I hate enforced inactivity but I'm in too much pain to fight it. Let's take my mind off my body then, with OMG Masks:

Via BoingBoing.

Saturday, September 19, 2020

Silly Site o' the Day

This was supposed to be the start of a vacation week for me, but with one thing and another I'll probably have my work laptop on all week, even as I take care of a few necessary medical things and such. It's lovely outside, but I'm pretty satisfied with daily walks at this point. I got one in today, after folding the laundry Robin did (I definitely get the better end of that deal, which doesn't involve traipsing up and down 56 steps at least three times) and cooking lunch for myself. Also managed to cook dinner (alas, a bit less successfully) and read a bit, and tomorrow I may go to the local supermarket to see if I can score paper towels since all the big places seem to be out. Here, have some music for the new year and the Sabbath:

Via Mark Evanier.

Friday, September 18, 2020

Silly Site o' the Day

As the Jewish new year 5781 dawns, I find myself unsettled again by the events about which I still don't want to talk (again, nothing to do with anyone's health, we're all fine here) and now, alas, by the death of one of my heroes, Ruth Bader Ginsberg. We can but carry on. Some of us may even briefly retreat into the past and watch stuff like this:

Not sure what the difference is between a phenakistoscope and a zoetrope, but at least it's pretty.