Life is Different

     Life is different! All the things I take for granted I am not able to do as easily. I think that my trip to Nicaragua and having to use a bucket and cup to wash might have been a preparation for bathing without getting my leg wet. At least I have hot water here!!

     I have pillows everywhere to help with the propping up process. Extra pillows on the bed and extra pillows on the couch. I even put a pillow on my scooter so I can use it for a prop sometimes.

     There is a basket on the scooter which I thought was a joke when I bought it. Reminded me of what I thought was a sissy girl's bike when I was little (and I wanted nothing to do with a bike like that). But, my oh my was I wrong about this basket. It is a life-saver. I almost always have my Ragin' Cajun cup with a lid, pain medicine, my Kindle, and my phone in there. Yesterday I put some laundry that needed to be washed in my basket and took it to the laundry room.

     I told Joe that it is strange that from time to time when I need to go somewhere (usually the bathroom) I glance at Geoffrey (scooter) and think "It will be faster if I just walk." It's a fleeting thought, but one that is reoccurring. Of course, I can't stand and walk, but it obviously is what naturally pops into my mind.

     The biggest thing I have noticed in my recovery so far is that I can move around in bed better. The first couple of days were difficult. The cast doesn't feel as heavy - my left leg and my right thigh are getting much stronger.

     I am not taking much pain medication either. I usually take one at night when I am ready to go to sleep, and then another some time during the day. The pain has not been like I thought it would be. Thank goodness.

     I can't say enough about how thankful I am for Joe and his patience and help during this time. He is doing more than double time and being gracious the whole time.