48 hours.....

It all began waking up around 12, Tuesday morning. Pain! Pain in my back! Pain in my legs! Such as I had never experienced before. It began in the small of the back, then made its way down to my foot in both legs. A burning sensation, plus when I transferred from standing to sitting, or vice versa the pain increased. What did it mean? What could I do? Not much, since I did not want to go to an emergency room at the moment. I decided I would wait day---give myself 24 hours and see what would happen. Turned out to be a good idea. Starting at around 6, Tuesday morning I took some short walks and what I noticed was that very quickly into the walk, my back pain seemed to disappear. The pattern continued with my legs--by the middle of the morning I had regained much of my leverage as I was going from sitting to standing,  if anything, the legs seemed to be getting  stronger. Then a much needed ap in the middle of the day, and by the evening, it was all clear. Today, the legs seemed fresh and eager, as if they had transformed by this "catastrophe" into a world where anything was possible. And so it has remained during the day---we will see what happens when the body moves into tomorrow.
   I spent today's morning, responding to e mails by two of my friends, then headed to the Spectrum store on Broadway and 146 street to pay my bill. Took the one train from 79th street, the trip was uneventful---the car had around 5 people in it, everyone properly spaced. Paid my bill---then decided to enjoy being in a different neighborhood for a while---did some shopping, had a roast beef sandwich and took the one back to 79th street. A feeling of contentment came over me on this trip back, as I read some chapters of The Expectations, a novel written by the husband of Sarah, a close friend of mine. All good, right? Then I arrived at the apartment, took out my chocolate cup that I got from the nearby drug store and BOOM! I could not find the receipt and three page statement that I had taken to Spectrum. Where was it?; where had I left it?  I retraced my steps in my head---the drugstore, the subway station, the convenience stores And what did it mean for the bill and all my information on the bill to fall into someone else's hands. Maybe it had just been picked up and put in
a nearby garbage bag, that was my hope, but the bill had my address on it and some id's for the spectrum account. What could I do? Well, just retrace my steps---go back to all those places, I certainly had the time for that. And that is what I did--two more uneventful trips on the 1 train--
and of course, I found nothing. I did stop in at the Spectrum store, where the very kind
salesman whom i had paid in the first place assured me that the idea on the bill did not mean
someone could penetrate the account. So I returned home.
  Amazing, I never lose anything! But it happened today. No repercussions, hopefully, but I
will be checking in on my accounts more often, just to see that they are all right.
 That's the story of the last 48 hours, let's see what the next 48 will bring.