Cleaning and Transient Synovitis

When Matt was just a little guy, probably about a 15 months old, he had a cold.
Stuffy nose, little fever, bit of a rash.

He was never terribly ill, and after three or four days, seemed to be recovering fine.

But as we were hanging out about 7 one evening after he seemed all better and Matt was chugging around holding a stuffed bunny in one hand and a plastic hammer in the other, he suddenly started crying and, hm, lurching across the room, very obviously limping on one leg.

I freaked out, of course. It was a Wednesday night, which was the night of extended hours at the clinic, so I called them immediately. They asked about fever and other symptoms, and told me that if he didn't get worse or have something else happen, to bring him in the morning.

I took him to see Dr. Eastman (still one of my favorite doctors EVER) the next morning. Matt was walking better by then, although he had a little pain when his little leg was manipulated it was much improved.

We discussed his recent illness and the doctor explained that often, after a viral infection the hip joint could become inflamed and that it usually worked itself out in a day or two. He called it Toxic Synovitis, but it seems the preferred term is Transient according to my exhaustive research here at the computer. 

He was correct.

So when it happened to me a few years later, I didn't worry a lot, and in a couple days it worked itself out.

I've had it happen twice more over the 29 years or so since I first learned about it, although a cursory consultation with Teh Google tells me it's probably not transient synovitis but possibly septic arthritis since the former isn't usually found in adults.

Don't know, either way it hurts.

I have some anti-inflammatory pills that I've never taken before, I finally got sick of limping and lurching around this afternoon and took one. It didn't seem to help my hip much but it sure did a number on my stomach. Been burping up acid for 7 hours or so now. Blech.

But I'm proud to say that I managed to do some cleaning today even though I'm limping around like a granny. I even broke out the cane from the 2010 knee surgery. 

About a month into the whole lockdown/shutdown of the entire damn universe, I read "I always used to say that if I had uninterrupted time, I'd get ____ and ____ done. Turns out, that wasn't the problem."

Yep.

I've been mostly home since March 13th and although I have accomplished some things, there are many more crying out for my attention.

I never get caught up on the laundry, I guess no one really does if we have to be honest.

So I have this list of things that need to be done. It's not a physical list, it's all in my head as so many interesting things have been and always will be, sometimes for my own protection.

I read a couple weeks ago that one should either type or write up a list of things that need to be done and then the person should cut the list into tasks and toss them in a container and pull one out as needed. A task might take two hours or four hours or eleven days... doesn't matter, just pull one out when you get one done.

The idea has its attractions, but I find that making a list is just another task  I really don't want to bother with.
::sigh:::

But I do have plans for tomorrow. I have to run to the grocery store and to the craft store for three paint colors.

I found two more paintings I really want to do and who knew one would need so much yellow ochre?

One more pitch here... try it.
It's easy and fun and don't you need a new hobby?
I mean, go watch this video. Looks easy, doesn't it?

So I'm going to bed. It's after eleven here, and I'm usually asleep or close to it by now. I'm hoping not to whine every time I turn over tonight and that tomorrow I won't be doing the whole limping and ouch-ing thing.

How are YOU doing? It's been a week since I checked in.