Last week I decided for the third time in the past seven years to stand while I work. The first two attempts only lasted a few days each before I succumbed to pain and fatigue. This time has been more successful. I am a bit stronger, for one thing, and I give myself more rest periods. It might also have something to do with the fact that I found decent-looking boxes to stack the monitor and keyboard on, which do not offend my decor sensibilities quite so much as the cardboard file boxes I used before.

My setup
After reading Girl on Fire’s post on her switch to a standing desk, I caught a glimpse of my lousy posture in a store window and took it as a sign from the universe that it was time to stop sitting. Off I went to that budget store with the bull terrier mascot to look for fancy storage boxes. (Believe it or not, I do not have a spare $1,000 to spend on a retail standing desk.)
In setting everything up I referred to this article about ideal keyboard placement. I used sticky note pads to tilt the keyboard back to ease the stress on my wrists. The setup still needs some tinkering: the mouse pad also needs to be tilted, the monitor is too low, and the right side of my palm is being rubbed raw for some reason.
I work at home, usually from 6:30 a.m. to 3 p.m. On the first day of this experiment, even though I took my usual mid-workday break to run errands, I was still very uncomfortable after five hours. I reverted to the sitting desk for the rest of the day. After I stopped working my feet hurt so much I had to sit with them on freezer gel packs for 45 minutes.
The next day I was back at the standing desk, but this time I did the freezer packs mid-workday and again after work. I did that for the next three days. I haven’t switched back to the sitting desk again. If I get tired, I just sit cross-legged on the couch for a while. It’s a good excuse to continue my slow slog through all five seasons of Dark Shadows.
On day four my legs were better, although I wouldn’t call it comfortable so much as not-quite-agony, but my upper back and shoulders were really bothering me. My left shoulder felt like it was pressing down on the shoulder blade and grinding a nerve somewhere.
On the sixth day, when walking from my car to a building about 500 feet away, my hips were so tight that I briefly wondered if my jeans had shrunk in the wash. Gotta go back to stretching.
Energy-wise, I still take the first of my usual two daily walks but so far I haven’t been able to get myself to do the second one. However, for the last two days I find that after the initial rest period after work, I no longer want to sit down again until much later in the evening.
Mentally, I feel unburdened of a certain health-related anxiety, namely that I was turning into a wizened crone and my heart congealing into a gooey mass.
It shouldn’t be too difficult to arrange a standing desk in an office cubicle, but it might be a little weird in a big team room where everyone else is sitting down. Especially if you’ve taken yoga classes and gotten into the habit of adjusting your leg alignment a few times every hour, which results in unladylike muscle contractions on display to everyone.
And then there’s the issue of trouser hems. All my suit trou are hemmed for three-inch heels, because my Corgi legs look ridiculous in flats. Since only an idiot would keep her heels on at a standing desk, if I worked in an office, my hems would be puddled on the floor looking slovenly and getting dirty. Good God.
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The battle for my gallbladder started in 1999. I was living in Seattle and receiving regular monthly acupuncture treatments from a local practitioner, Yehosha. In my mind that was how I was staying healthy. I noticed sensitivity on what turned out to be the gallbladder meridian. Yehosha told me that it was the “decision maker” and asked if I was having a hard time making up my mind about something. I replied with a little surprise that I was: I had recently fallen in love with the Southwest and was trying to decide if I should move to Arizona. 
