Hi, Joan (@joanland)
I wish that to you, too: fun in all things you do. I realize that sounds Pollyannish to so many here, to most, frankly, for whom fun is a commodity not easily come by. Only this morning I awoke feeling kind of blah. That's generally not like me. I'm usually pretty upbeat, despite my constant companion: PN.
I was especially puzzled by how I was feeling because my past few days have been pretty good. On Wednesday I got myself over to my ortho doc's office and had a reasonably good chat about TKR's when you're 80 and have PN. (It was the first time in my life I've ever used valet parking. When the fellow asked for my car keys, I pulled back. 'Huh? These are my keys … ' 'How do you expect me to get your Jeep over into the valet lot?' he asked. We both laughed. But it was a teeny bit embarrassing. 🙂 )
And then on Thursday I had a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner with friends.
So why should I have woken upthis morning feeling blah? I'm fine now. Light snow. Sun's out now. The cat is happy. Friends stopping by later. I must be having fun. I guess I'm othe only one who can say for sure. 🙂
I hope you're enjoying your weekend, Joan.
Cheers!
Ray (@ray666)
@ray666 Hi Ray, This Thanksgiving time with my dear daughter (DD), age 58, has had its ups and downs. We had a very serious discussion about my diminishing physical capacity to do many of the things I used to do with ease - and I can't help it that my capabilities are declining, as anyone with PN can identify. It discussion stretched over two days and we're now on a much better foundation. The part I cherish is that we kept talking, and now instead of tenseness there is a quiet contentment, something to be treasured.
Wednesday I'll be back in the "pool" or some might call it the dunk tank, but I don't get dunked. I'll walk the treadmill and use the grab bars for various exercises, and sit down for some stretching exercises. I'm looking forward to it. I come home with tired legs, but by the next morning I'm ready for more.
Tomorrow DD leaves for her 6 1/2 hr drive home. She can make the drive on no more than 1 recharge, and with the drop in elevation (some 3,500 ft) she may not have to charge her car at all. She will be back for Christmas. She hung the Christmas basket of fake greens and holly outside this afternoon after giving it new D-cells to power its tiny twinkling lights; you can tell its age by its power source. The exterior house lights have not been put up for 2 or 3 years, ever since the regular handy man retired and his replacement charges 3X as much/hour, but even handymen have families with new babies they need to support.
It will be very quiet here after DD departs. I think I'll call a friend who is losing her vision and no longer drives to ask her out for tea or coffee. It would be good for us both.
Glad you got to see the ortho doc. And got the "keys to the car" resolved amicably. My vehicle has a "valet" key which will operate the ignition and the doors, but not the lock box inside the car. But I've never had occasion to use it.
Wishing you well in the coming days. May the decisions for the knee treatment work well for you. (I did have a hip replacement a year ago, and I'm so very glad I did. But the recovery was not as difficult as it was for the TKRs I had about 20 years ago.)
May you find contentment, Ray. Quiet pleasure in a purring cat, friends visiting, whatever brings you something to look forward, to bring a bit of cheer! J