Because It's Friday
1 hour ago
Saturday, February 9, 2019
Long Strange Trip
My recovery continues to be a long strange trip. Just recently met with a couple of doctors. That was interesting.
In short, I have to keep on doing what I’ve been doing. Once the wounds heal up a bit more I can start back into my exercise program. That’s something I’m looking forward to.
Currently I’m still staying at my daughter’s place. Monday I’m heading to the hospital to get a routine blood test. After that my lovely wife is driving me home. There’s been a lot of people getting my home ready for me. My daughter pointed out that while my place is set up to survive the zombie apocalypse, it wasn’t well set up for normal aging. Some of our living situation was needlessly complicated.
Over and over in my blogs I’ve been pointing out the importance of having a tribe. They really have been coming through for me during my recovery. They’ve done everything from making home improvements to bringing hot meals. It’s been nice sometimes just to have people around to have a coffee with.
Even when I get home there will be people coming by to do things for me. I am blessed and humbled. It’s in my nature to be the caretaker. Being the one in need is an education it itself. All I can do is to say thank you.
Also, thanks for all the good thoughts and prayers. I believe they make a huge difference.
-Sixbears
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Still praying; glad you have some help.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad too! Thanks for the prayers.
DeleteYour online tribe may not make you coffee but we care too. Vive la difference...
ReplyDeleteYou guys are great!
DeleteThe trouble is that old age sneaks up on us and strikes with the speed of a rattle snake. I know, I am a lot older than you are and only yesterday I was a young man.
ReplyDeleteAs a good friend of mine says, "I do the best with what I have . . . left."
DeleteI for one understand how humbling it is to need help when for years that was MY JOB to help. I wish you a speedy recovery.
ReplyDeleteThank you Gary. One thing I learned as a firefighter. You have to take care of yourself before you can take care of someone else.
DeleteI am the "handler" as she calls me of my 91 year old MIL. I grocery shop, take her to the doctor (or hospital) on a regular basis. She's so grateful and i'm grateful she moved to a retirement center a couple of years ago. I'm also grateful for the opportunity to give but also to learn as it will be, like Dizzy-Dick said, only yesterday I was young. I'm learning that I too will be in her spot in another 30 years God willing and I'll need to be gracious for the help that my daughter and her husband will give me as needed.
ReplyDeleteYou are blessed to still have her. She is blessed to have you.
DeleteGetting older sneaks up on person.
Sounds like you have improved a bit. Keep up whatever your doing and get this thing over with!
ReplyDelete:-)
I've got to be doubly careful now. I'm feeling good enough to overdue it.
DeleteHang in there, sounds like some serious changes are in order. Do exactly what the doc tells you. No half measures this time. Need to get this problem fixed right or you are likely to loose the leg all together and that would surely put a crimp in your dancing. We wouldn't want that.
ReplyDeleteNo indeed. The peg leg look was fine in the days of the old style pirates. Not too interested in it myself.
DeleteI certainly can empathize with you on that score Bear. Took me a long time to get used to having everything done for me.
ReplyDeleteThankfully I've pretty much recovered now and don't need assistance. Except for any task requiring a real man lol...
My recovery is such , however that I'm currently installing a six foot concealment fence around that backyard area you parked the ambulance camper in. Gonna put a ten foot gate on the street side and a couple of people gates too. Lot of postholes to dig lol.
Decrepit as I am , it may take awhile to put in that two hundred foot of fence but certainly good therapy huh.
That fence should greatly increase your security. That's going to be a workout for you.
DeleteAfter my grandfather had a stroke he was almost completely paralyzed. Even though he could barely move he decided to build a rock wall. By the time the wall was finished, he had his mobility and strength back. Stubborn old man. Loved that guy.