Sun Sitter

The doctor’s office called today and I am breathing better than before: The20160528_150924.jpg knee isn’t broken, nor are the tendons, muscles, or ligaments torn away from bone, fake joint, or anything else. The leg was over-stressed, which means it is injured, but there is no surgery in the near future and it is already on its way to healing. Six more weeks of being good to it and I should be back to full steam. In the meantime, I’m supposed to “not over-do” and “not push” myself or “knee farther than what its ready to do.” Because I am an arthritic and in constant pain, I am going to need to depend on others to tell me when I’ve reached the “too far” point. If left up to me I will be doing 306 steps tomorrow and the crunches – I will continue on from where I was before. Yes, yes, I know, this is why I said I would need someone else other than me to keep me in line. It isn’t I intend to do more than I should, I simply don’t know when “too much” is reached until I am in extreme pain the next day! I find this quite funny in my head, but can see BF, the physical therapist, shaking her head at me. She is one lady I DO NOT want to make upset with me!

BF is one of the best physical therapists I’ve ever had the pleasure of working with in all honesty. She pushes when she needs and encourages continually. BF is also unafraid of telling me “no” when it comes to doing something, or over-doing, which the doctor has already cautioned me against. When I tell her, BF/PT will make sure to keep me in check.

SC, the occupational therapist is as good as BF/PT. Besides helping get my hands and upper body stronger, SC/OT is helping me figure out ways of being even more independent with tools, ideas for tools, and so many things in between. I simply couldn’t ask for a better team to help me recover, regain any jot of what’s been lost (which should be very little), and go further with the exercise program than these two ladies. They have my respect.

Finding out nothing was broken was the perfect capping of a good day. Before The Husband went to work, Cheyenne put the ramp out for me and I wheeled out into the warm morning sunlight with a phone for music and a knitting book to read.

There wasn’t a cloud in a crisp, summer blue sky. John Denver sang happily on the phone. The mocking birds nesting in a nearby tree actually came closer to me because of the music, I believe. They turned their heads this way and that. One of them even jumped onto a low hanging branch and sang loud and long. He didn’t quite sing with John Denver, but he did give the perfect accompaniment. A couple of grackles searching for worms and bugs in the front yard were unconcerned with me or the music. Luckily for me there was shade provided by a tree (don’t know its type). Sitting in the sun earlier today made me happy. It made me deep down happy.

Once the pain decreased enough for me to do things around the house in my wheelchair and the soreness eased enough to permit movement earlier this week, I moved the laptop into the bedroom and organized a writing table. There is a lamp (with a sun bulb) and enough outlets for the things I need like laptop, lamp, external hard drive, and several other electrical bits and bobs. It was fun writing in the dining room and being able to see outside while I wrote or did research. The only problem is: There is just too much to see and far too easy to be distracted by playing with the dogs.

I still get distracted by the dogs, of course, and, if I want, I can open the blinds and look outside, but here in the bedroom I feel as if there is a place to go to write or research. Plus, the X-Box 360 is beside me and the bedroom TV. This lets me have access to music and TV programs to fill in the open sound-space. The dogs love getting onto the bed to keep an eye on me while writing. The older dogs surround me on the floor. The Husband put a small fan in here which helps the A/C work even better. I am thinking a small heater in here in the winter is a good idea. Some change, I believe, is good for the soul, especially in the writing process. Sometimes.

Since finding out my leg is OK and there isn’t a need for any surgery in the near future, I feel a boost of energy. Later on in this week PT and OT will begin again and writing will continue. Here’s hoping everyone has a great day today!

About Henrietta Handy

I have returned home to the mountains. No more am I "a mountain-girl far from home." Diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis at 2 1/2, I understand pain, fatigue, laughter, joy, and love all while on crutches and in wheelchairs. This blog is just about me, mostly the writing side, but there are forays into so many different topics. I am married to a wonderful husband who puts up with my writing, knitting, yarn, with the love of a saint. We have fur babies, and one cat who rules us all.
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