the flying squirrel

Darcy Casselman's weblog. Just like old times.

Athletic therapy

I’ve been in varying amounts of pain since the fall. That was nearly two months ago now. Cracked ribs are meant to heal in 4-6 weeks.

And I think they did. The ribs themselves seem fine. It’s my back that’s the problem.

My sister’s some sort of athletic therapist or something. To be honest, I never figured out exactly what she does. She travels around with sports teams and tends to injured players, fits people for braces and that sort of thing. It’s all very mysterious. Anyway, she told me I should book an appointment for physiotherapy or something.

And then she remembered that one of her former classmates worked for a clinic in Kitchener. She started instant messaging him while she was talking to me and figured out a bunch of the details for me regarding insurance and whatnot. I called the next day and booked an appointment.

I drove down on Wednesday and sat on a bench and he asked me questions and stuff to ascertain how I was in pain. Not entirely easy to answer, though, because at that moment, I wasn’t, much. If I take it easy I’m fine. It’s only from sitting upright, standing or walking that I have problems. He checked out the ribs and they seemed okay, felt around for bad spine stuff, and that seemed generally to be in order as well. Then he worked out one of the muscles in my back. You know… massage.

Muscles spasm to protect a broken bone. I guess the stabilizer muscles in my back did that and have stayed tensed up. Or something. He didn’t give me that much of an explanation. Whatever he did to that side of my back, though, it seems to have worked. The other side is bothering me a lot more, where it wasn’t nearly as bad. So I’ll get him to work on that one next week.

I’m very glad that it wasn’t some horrible spine thing.

My back’s still pretty weak, so I’m not going to push anything too far. I did manage to mow the front lawn today, though, and I’m quite happy about that. Maybe next weekend I can sow some grass seed and get some gardening done.

Ubuntu switcher

Ubuntu Feisty Fawn came out last week and I finally decided to pick up another harddrive ( they’re cheap, after all) and dual boot Ubuntu.

I’ve been pondering the switch for a while. I have to use Windows all day at work, and I’ve never been overly fond of it. Sure, it’s not quite as offensive as it once was, but my nonconformist tendencies kinda force me to look for alternatives wherever possible.

I bought my first PC in 1999 (I’d owned and used Amigas all through high school and university. I had to give it up in the end because, honestly, a 7 year old computer just isn’t useful no matter what sort of computer it is). When I got it, I’d fully intended to run Linux as my main operating system. Maybe I’d dual-boot Windows 98 for games or something, but I had no intention of staying there.

That didn’t last very long. Desktop Linux wasn’t anywhere near ready for prime time. It was just painful.

But here I am, 8 years later, trying it again.

I’ll switch to bullet mode to talk about specifics.

My poor tree

The tree in front of my house (a Norway Maple, I discovered today) is not a happy tree.

It had tar spots on the leaves last year, worse than the year before. Some of the bark started falling off over the winter. I noticed a woodpecker having at it in the early spring (I have pictures I should post…). Yesterday evening I noticed a whole bunch of little black caterpillars going at the wood beneath some of bark splitting wounds (again, pictures… I need to bring in a card reader). All in all, I’m pretty concerned for the health of my tree.

Norway maples aren’t native and are considered invasive further south. But it’s nice and shades the yard and front window in the summer and gives me privacy. So it’d be a shame to lose it.

It’s a foot from the road, though, so I suspected it might be a city tree. So I called up the city this morning and they’re going to have someone come look at it. I guess we’ll see what happens from there.