Joints

Joints
I don’t know whether it is because of my age, whether it’s the cold weather, or whether it’s a combination of both, but the aches and pains this winter have multiplied and have decided to remain much longer. I have resorted to using Tylenol, ibuprophen, and a heating pad to give temporary relief from the reminder that I am no longer young and that it takes longer to rebound from the daily tasks that I ask my body to do.
Last night I had a restless night of sleep. The need to reposition my trusty heating pad became a must. It was shifted from my right shoulder, to my left hip, and then to my neck. The warmth seemed to ease the aches and I could fall back to sleep for a little while.
I started the night by preparing my right shoulder. It is the survivor of many traumatic episodes in my past. It survived dislocation and relocation when a house trailer fell on it, several falls while I worked at Frick Hospital, and damage from digging up a cistern with a spade. I have been slathering on several brands of pain killing ointments and creams. I have found that a mixture of the different brands work better than a single type of cream. The gradual relief takes several minutes after a flood of a cooling sensation covers the area, but it does ease the pain. Taking the oral pain killers is next. Off to bed to use my trusty heating pad. I finally settle until another part of my body asks for relief and I shift the pad to that area and again drift off to sleep.
Last night seemed to need more shifts in position and the help of the heating pad than normal. I believe it was because my right shoulder has been more sore than usual and that I cleared my driveway yesterday. There wasn’t a lot of snow, but the snow plows always fill the first three feet of my drive with six inches or more of dirty snow. I always like to have it cleared in case of an emergency and before it freezed, hardens, and takes much more effort to chip it loose and to remove it. I carry each scoopful across the road to dump it in an empty field because that’s the direction the wind wants it to go. Otherwise, the wind creates drifts the snow across the road and then the snowplows stack the snow back in my drive. It becomes a viscious cycle.