Two Weeks

Tomorrow is two weeks since my foot surgery. I'm mostly free of pain except for the royal pain in my ass that's developing from sitting all day and the chaffing of the hard, rough cast against my shin when I'm on the knee scooter.

I am grateful for the sweet visits, the heaping plates of delicious food, the sweet flowers, tokens, cards, prayers and good wishes. I am ever grateful for my devoted K, who continues to care for me in the most amazing way.

I am trying to focus on the present, on my recovery and on this one thought...

Weary

I'm growing weary of life on one foot...

Bloom

"The day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud became greater than the risk it took to blossom."   Anais Nin

Litle things

It's the little things that matter most these days.

   Toast with butter and jam

   A cold towel behind my neck

   An extra pillow under my foot

An unexpected visit from a dear friend

 Swallowtails, rhododendron, columbine

Being outside for the first time in a week

Good morning beautiful

What can I do to make you more comfortable?

What would you like to eat, drink, watch, read?

Sweetness

Progress

Mornings are the hard. I'll just put it right out there. For the first few seconds I'm awake in bed I almost forget I can't walk right now. I am determined to conquer the blues. Ain't no time to be boohooing in my morning coffee, that's for sure. 

 I can get to the bathroom by myself on the walker and on the knee scooter. Can I get an amen to that? 

It makes all the difference in my morale to be able to do something (anything) on my own right now.

I think I can

One week down...

I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...

Graduation

Cornell grads are receiving their diplomas as I type. It's like the town shut down and is holding their breath 'til they all leave. A perfect time for K to head into town and do a little grocery shopping. This is the first time he's left my side since I came home.

It's almost a week since the surgery and I must say, my worse fears about my post-surgery life have not come to fruition. With K's help I'm able to get just about anywhere I need to be inside the house except up and down the stairs. Hopefully this weekend my graduation ceremony will include certificates in porch sitting, patio lounging and falling asleep in sunbeams.

I don't know what I did to deserve such devotion, care, patience and support from my spouse. I just know I'd be nowhere without him.

Distilled

My life, as distilled by Amazon.com...

Invalid toilets seats with handles

A reacher/grabber thing on a stick

An hour glass-shaped sponge for bathing 

Self-adhesive postal labels

A heating pad for use in making beer 

Happy Friday, everyone.

Silver Lining

The surgery is over and I am finally home. That quick and easy same-day procedure turned into three days and two nights, was way more painful than anyone expected and has resulted in my being completely dependent on K. Anyone who knows me well knows I'm struggling being dependent. I'm dealing with it as best I can.

And what is the bright side to all this you ask? I'm digging deep to come up with answers. The first and foremost silver lining is that I'll be able to start hiking, walking and dancing again once I'm fully healed. I'll be also be all fixed up in time for Ken's sabbatical. Lastly I am learning to give up control.

Look, there's silver another lining right over there!

All-Terrain

The FOUND FLEA, life on one level, packing & shipping, shipping & packing and navigating with an all-terrain knee walker. That's what's on my mind this week. The old left foot is finally getting its fix on Monday (gulp) and with that comes a host of new experiences.

In the meantime, Spring is keeping me occupied, distracted and busy. Pain? Heck yeah, I've been living with it so long I don't know life without it. Not being able to walk, asking for help and staying off my feet? Well, that's another story all together. 

The stack of books and videos beside my chair is growing daily and so are the projects which can be done sitting down. Pricing postcards, tagging linens, making listings. Ok, I guess I'm ready.

 Ready to get this whole thing done and over with!

Ever

Getting up with the sun 

Morning coffee on the porch 

Scrambled eggs with asparagus and chives

It's been the most beautiful Spring ever.

All That Matters

April zoomed by quicker than any month this year and today is T-minus two weeks ’till the first FOUND FLEA and that old foot fix that’s needed to happen for a couple years now. 

There’s much to do but today, but instead we're resting and recouping. Coffee on the porch with the NY Times, chicken marinating for the grill later tonight and maybe even a few asparagus spears from the garden. 

It’s Spring and that's all that matters.