My left leg has gotten bad enough that I think I need a painkiller. I have taken an aspirin with a glass of milk at eleven, but this isn't something I can do every night and I can't predict which nights will be bad. (I can't take food after eleven because I take levothyroxin at three a.m., and I don't like to take aspirin without food.) Something that I can take after the pain starts would be good.
When I was sick in January and February, it hurt to roll over in bed. This seemed to clear up in March, but it has come back with a vengeance and I frequently can't get comfortable in bed at all. It's getting rarer that I can get to sleep without lying on my right side with my leg propped up on pillows, and some nights that doesn't suffice.
Sometimes getting into bed hurts a lot. Sometimes it doesn't hurt at all, but the leg stiffens up in a few minutes. It's always easy to get into bed on the nights that I scrub my feet in the bathroom sink just before retiring.
Getting out of bed is almost always difficult.
At first, it didn't hurt much at nap time, but sometimes I give up on my nap altogether.
I don't notice it much in the daytime, but it doesn't take near as much sitting still to make me stiff as it used to, and it takes more cripping around to loosen up. I've also begun to notice the leg when walking. On more than one occasion I've wished that I had my walker when I was halfway home from church, and I've begun riding my "step through" bike to church as a prophylactic.
When I ride, I come back through Grace College to make up for missing my one-mile walk (half a mile each way), but that is only two miles round trip. I usually remember to climb more staircases than necessary before leaving the church.
Other ailments: I'd forgotten about my peripheral neuropathy until I wore shoes for the Spring Interpretive Hike -- I got the wrinkled-sock sensation before we got back. Since then I've been noticing that the ball of my right foot doesn't feel quite right.
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