For the Love of Textiles

                                Yes, there is little progress.  It is not that I feel a big difference in my body, but some of my movements at the physiotherapist go better. Walking and standing for a few minutes is still hard to do. My right arm often hurts when I do too much, so this writing is done with my left hand. My neck and shoulders are also 'not very moveable', so they get a treatment too. Crack! I still take those heavy painkillers. But I am pleased with the progress. It feels that a big part of my body is 'letting me down' right now. STOP it says. Stop and listen, and do what I direct you. For me that is not an easy thing to do. But if I want to get better I need to listen. So I try to be a 'listener'. The last week that I worked I took the bicycle to get to the railwaystation. Cycling -strangly enough- didn't cause pain. But the walk from the bicycle park...

I type this post with my left hand. Last week my excellent physiotherapist discovered that my right elbow is suffering with the name: 'tennis-elbow'. His advice was to keep my arm calm. Therefor: No knitting! (Bye bye scarf, yarns and needles) Beware of using your mobile and tablet too much. (my contact to the world) Write as little as possible with pen or pencil. (that very little movement gives a big reaction in your elbow). My hernia is situated between L4 and L5 and below that there is something probably not well either. My whole left leg is very painful when I walk.  It will be alright said my physiotherapist, who, by the way is a very handsome man and that makes a difference when he is doing very painful movement with my body (breathe in, breathe out is my mantra at such moments!). But it needs time and treatment. And many taxi's to get to the hernia centre at Westerdok (€20,- one way!) And painkillers. I don't have a probl...

Months did go by and nothing was written here. My other blog got all the attendance. But tonight I felt that it was the moment to write here. Because there is a reason. I am suffering a hernia. It started some weeks ago with pain in my back. Two visits to my manual therapist didn't gave a result. I thought that was strange because it has always worked. My doctor immediately thought that is was a hernia. Heavy painkillers, physiotherapy and rest must do the trick. It is very painful and I can't work. Walking is difficult and hundred metres ( and inbetween a few times rest) is the maximum. It is all very tiresome. Jos took me with him to his home in Amsterdam ,so he can take care of me. I am glad he is there for me. So here I am. Days go by. Sitting by the window with a view on a canal with houseboats. Two hours up and one hour rest. By taxi to the physiotherapist who is specialized in treating hernia patients. I feel very dependent and ...