I've been gone way too long. Believe me, it wasn't because I didn't want to be here. It was because I met a little adversity of my own. I've been staggering around like a zombie for, going on, two weeks now. I hate to admit it but I hurt myself getting out of the chair. I was sitting at the dining room table and started to get up when a sharp pain hit me in my left buttocks. I know it sounds crazy but it made me want to cry. I must have injured my sciatic nerve.
I've been dragging myself from room to room on my walking cane. It's the same one I used when I stepped backwards off a ladder a long time ago. Anyway, I've been hobbling around on the little black walking cane that my parents found laying on the ground in Minnesota when they went to the Mayo Clinic years ago. It has sentimental value. I like it because it's adjustable. Donny used it when he got out of the hospital after his bypass.
In the beginning I could barely get around. I was lucky because Donny was home that week. He had just had his defibrillator surgery and was home recuperating. He was able to help me get up and down.
I can't believe how helpless you can feel when you're not able to do anything for yourself. I told my mother I had a whole new empathy for her since this happened. Now I understand why she got so frustrated when she couldn't do anything for herself. Walking just a few steps seems like too much of a challenge.
Donny was so good to me. He went to the drug store to buy me a heat pad and pick up some medicine for me. Mama also contributed with her salves and gadgets. She generously lent me her infrared lamp and massage machine.
I rotated ice bags and the hot pad for a couple of days and laid in bed hoping for some relief. I tried to get up and go to the bathroom or wander into the dining room from time to time but I only wanted to forget the pain.
Now I understand and now I get it. It's not enough to just help somebody. It's important to understand what they are going through when they are sick or restricted. It's awful. Independence is gone, leaving you at the mercy of others.
I was hoping that things would be looking up by summer. I thought I might finally get the house painted, mow a lot, get in shape, what have you. Instead I've been given another curve ball. So, to answer your question, "No, this hasn't been a very exciting fourth of July and I don't feel very independent.
Shame on me for feeling sorry for myself.
I've been dragging myself from room to room on my walking cane. It's the same one I used when I stepped backwards off a ladder a long time ago. Anyway, I've been hobbling around on the little black walking cane that my parents found laying on the ground in Minnesota when they went to the Mayo Clinic years ago. It has sentimental value. I like it because it's adjustable. Donny used it when he got out of the hospital after his bypass.
In the beginning I could barely get around. I was lucky because Donny was home that week. He had just had his defibrillator surgery and was home recuperating. He was able to help me get up and down.
I can't believe how helpless you can feel when you're not able to do anything for yourself. I told my mother I had a whole new empathy for her since this happened. Now I understand why she got so frustrated when she couldn't do anything for herself. Walking just a few steps seems like too much of a challenge.
Donny was so good to me. He went to the drug store to buy me a heat pad and pick up some medicine for me. Mama also contributed with her salves and gadgets. She generously lent me her infrared lamp and massage machine.
I rotated ice bags and the hot pad for a couple of days and laid in bed hoping for some relief. I tried to get up and go to the bathroom or wander into the dining room from time to time but I only wanted to forget the pain.
Now I understand and now I get it. It's not enough to just help somebody. It's important to understand what they are going through when they are sick or restricted. It's awful. Independence is gone, leaving you at the mercy of others.
I was hoping that things would be looking up by summer. I thought I might finally get the house painted, mow a lot, get in shape, what have you. Instead I've been given another curve ball. So, to answer your question, "No, this hasn't been a very exciting fourth of July and I don't feel very independent.
Shame on me for feeling sorry for myself.
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