Which is a relief. The swelling evidently diminished enough in my fall-abused back that it popped back with a sound like a manhole cover going back on—we went ahead and took a lengthy walk, and it seized up again, so I am sitting here with an ice pack, and it is de-seizing. The temporary misalignment caused a pins-and-needles sensation and sciatica (that’s burning pain where one of the major nerves to the upper leg gets annoyed: since the main upper leg nerve exits from the spine and passes through a fairly narrow gap in the pelvis where a muscle also goes through [the pirifomis]—you can get some grief also if you overexercise the piriformis muscle and it restricts the space for the nerve as it goes through.) That sensation is miraculously gone, and I’m real glad to know I’m not going to have that discomfort longterm. I know many people have it, and it’s a very bad sort of pain.
The toes I dropped the chili can on (I thought it was only one, but it got the big toe and the second toe) are an interesting shade of blackish purple, which promises to turn an interesting sequence of colors. At least neither is broken, and I missed both the joints, and the toenails.
I’m trying not to do these things, honest. Trying to watch where I’m putting my feet. It’s my natural gracefulness.
I am enjoying this thread with mingled topics of back and toe ailments along with fey beings. I hope you’re ok with the discussion, CJ.
I thought about this today, and read the new posts. I wonder if some of the unexplained activity is self-generated, along the poltergeist line, but without the malice or threat. Sort of an excess of our own energy being leaked out into a swirl that we perceive but can’t classify. Then the subconscious tries to make sense of it, as in dreaming, but while we are awake. The energy storm gradually unwinds and may be very brief or occasionally of longer duration. Just my thoughts on it today. Even if this were true, I think it would only explain a few of the phenomena. I think ghosts are a separate idea.
I have seen what I thought was a ghost and also at least one gray-man and I’ve experienced many things that science couldn’t explain. As I get older, though, I seem to be less a target of this, or maybe I’m less open to it somehow. The ghost was a grandparent, and I like to think he was watching over the family. I used to read quite a lot about all this, but it’s difficult to know who’s writing to educate and who’s writing to scam and take advantage.