A farewell to arms

Lately I have been getting a lot of pain in the muscles in my arms when I use the walker.

i guess it’s finally come to this. My mysterious ailment has been degrading the muscles in my arms for a long time and now it’s getting hard to ignore.

And it happens the moment I start using the outdoor walker. For whatever reason, with my indoor walker, the pain is not as bad.

But when I go out, oh lordy.

It would be ironic if what puts me into a wheelchair at long last is my arms, not my legs. That’s the only solution I can see if my arms won’t hold me up any more.

And it would have to be an electric one, with a motor, because if my arms can’t hold me up for using the walker, they sure as hell can’t propel the wheels of a classic wheelchair.

Like with the pain in my legs, it tends to be at its worst when I first start out. Once the muscles warm up, and the endorphins kick in, the muscles get this cold numb feeling that reduces the pain a fair bit.

Yay for that, I guess.

But I am, obviously, very worried about this development. I don’t want to end up in a wheelchair and I super duper double dog don’t want to lose the use of my arms.

Right now, normal household use doesn’t cause my arms much pain, so phew for that. I get little twinges now and then, and I feel it if I try to move something heavy, but for the most part it’s not a problem. Yet.

As long as I can still use the keyboard and mouse, I can deal with it. That’s what I do with most of my day anyhow, whether it’s video games or blogging.

But it would really suck if I, say, need a lot more help from Julian because I can’t use my arms for much of anything anymore. I would hate it so much if, for example, I couldn’t make my own dead simple meals any more.

I already have a diet that is somewhat circumscribed by the fact that I can’t stay on my feet for very long. There’s all kinds of foods I can’t make for myself because they would require me to stand over a hot stove for too long, or cannot easily be transported via the saddlebags of my indoor walker.

I would love to get back into eating soup again, for example. But how the heck do I carry soup from the kitchen to my room?

Maybe I should buy myself a big ol’ Thermos for Xmas.

Speaking of which, I have 2/3 of my Xmas shopping done. So yay that. And I did my usual Friday grocery shopping online and got myself some extra treats for the holidays, like some of those little pot pies I love and some sugar free vanilla ice cream.

I think I’ll be making an Amazon order soon. If I do, I will see about ordering some sugar free chocolate syrup (yes that’s a thing!) along with the other stuff.

Then I’ll be able to have a chocolate sundae!

I might yet invest in some genuinely naughty treats too. But not too naughty or it will make me feel sick. So I will have to choose carefully.

For instance, I’d really like a doughnut or some Timbits, and my fave in both cases is the old fashioned glazed kind.

But that glaze might do me in.

I will work things out. Tim Horton’s might get some of my money somehow.

More after the break.


Stupid frigging Chrome

I am increasingly running into things which do not work in Chrome. And it’s beginning to get on my nerves.

I should not have to use Microsoft Edge to check the balance on my card or add a new card to my Amazon account.

And it’s this kind of bullshit that made me flee Firefox and go Chrome in the first place.

So what the hell. I might just switch to Microsoft Edge. The 90’s internet rebel living inside me balks at the idea of surrendering to Microsoft like that – it was our sworn duty to hate Bill Gates back then – but the lazy, tired old person that I am now can probably override that younger version of me.

There are other alternatives. Opera the web browser is still out there, amazingly. As is Tor, the web browser of choice for people for whom Incognito Mode is not nearly secretive and shady enough. And I am sure there are other browsers out there I could choose from if I chose to.

But meh. Edge is already there.

Got another new game. I was browsing a sale on games by the game studio Larian and realized that while I had played their game Divinity : Original Sin 2 for a whopping 770+ hours, I had never played the original.

And I could get the original for $5. Sold!

Sure, the odds are it won’t be quite as good as the sequel, but if the sequel was good for almost 800 hours of gameplay, and this one only cost me $5, then I will be happy if I get even as little as 200 hours out of it.

And so far it’s fun. I was thrown off at first by the fact that it wanted me to create TWO characters, one male and one female, at the beginning, but that was just so that there would be two characters in my starting party instead of one.

I’ve picked up a third now, a mercenary with a Southern belle accent, which seems incongruous for no logical reason.

I mean, this is a fantasy universe. There’s no reason characters can’t have any accent in the world, whether it’s Southern, Brooklyn, or Jordy.

We’re just used to fantasy being dominated by either neutral American accents or various form of British accents.

I’d love to know exactly when we collectively decided dwarves were Scottish.

I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.