Evilrooster

 tl:dr Silly body is silly.

I continue resting LIKE A POTATO. 

Whatever's going on in there, COVID (or something) has apparently been playing with the sliders and the lit-up buttons on my disabilities and chronic ailments. The good leg because the bad leg for several days. Really bad, pain-wise. Now that seems to be easing up a lot. The bad leg is doing something with sensations on the part of the leg where some nerve rerouting/regrowth happened after surgery 16 years ago; I did not need it to play with pins-and-needles, burning, freezing, and shocks on that leg below the replaced hip. Also, the sudden decrease in my hearing was distressing, though that seems to be mostly back where it was now.

Am using what skills I have to treat everything as temporary, and not decide This Is How It Will Be From Here On Out.  (Fibromyalgia has a ton of temporary things happening, at least for me, that seem like a Big Deal and then suddenly shift or go away.)

So yeah, silly body is silly.

Not as much pain in the temporarily bad leg today, so that is a huge win. I'll take it.

Does your body ever tell you something like "Augh, my toe is broken!" and then go "just foolin'! It's fine!" a while later?

 The status around here is STILL RESTING LIKE A POTATO, though yesterday I did give in to "this needs to be done, it is a safety issue, and I'm the only one who's likely to do it." Thus the two small stumps at the edge of the yard are now decorated with strips of rag tied around them in a way that, one hopes, will convey the notion that there is something here which should neither be mowed over nor tripped over. Also I stuck a few sunflower stalks in a brush bag. And then I came in to potato some more.