Yesterday, by which I mean Saturday March 4th, was a busy day for me. I did work on some writing projects, napped, and then went to see my Grandma in the nursing home. I took hymnal and sang for her and apparently most of her wing. Which I did NOT know at the time. I'd have been embarrassed, although Mom and my bff both say I shouldn't be.
It was a much longer walk to Grandma's new room and I could feel it as M and I came back to get the car. Then we stopped at Walgreens to get allergy meds for M, me and Xander, our boy cat. I went in and, by the time I got to the pharmacy (I get the D version you have to sign for) I was trembling from exhaustion and pain. Luckily, someone was ahead of me so I could sit.
I really hate that mere walking hurts so much. That I can no longer go grocery shopping because I can't make it completely around the store. Last time I tried, I burst into tears as soon as I got into the car. M has been good about going to the store, but it's not the same. He's not as good at picking out the best fruit and veggies and he often decides we don't REALLY need peanut butter/bread/ground beef/etc. Even if it's on the list. Even if I explain just why X is needed.
But I feel so...out of touch. I used to love going to the mall and walking around. M enjoyed it as well, as long as I didn't stop in any of the stores. LOL I have to plan my trips, get dropped off as close to the store as possible, search out places to sit and rest, smile and nod and use the words "no, no, I'm okay. I sweat like this all the time" as if I'm really okay and don't want teleportation to be a real thing just so I can get back to the car without having to take several pain pills.
I miss going shopping just to window shop with friends. I miss getting to see things first hand before I buy them. I'm happy with online shopping, but I miss the tactile joy shopping brings.
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