Tuesday, July 31, 2012
How did I get here, you may ask?
I drove here!
I am sitting in the food court, having just finished lunch (brought from home, of course) in between follow up appointment for my hand surgery (all is good) and my first physiotherapy appointment.
What a sense of freedom!
I am now going to go and window shop a bit and wait out a thunderstorm that is banging away out there.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
A visit to the fracture clinic makes!
Pins--in my possession but not in my foot
Boot--in my possession but not on my foot
Physiotherapy--required, covered by my work
Driving--as the foot can tolerate it
Treadmill--as the foot can tolerate it
Footwear--supportive lace up shoes for the next month, think running shoes
Shower--foot can get wet but no soaking for 3-4 days.
How cool is that? I am already going upstairs like a normal person, downstairs I still do not quite have the knack.
I see normalcy returning on the horizon.....
I want to thank my Sparkfriends for listening to me blather on for the past six weeks and Pre-surgery too.
You are one of the big reasons I have made it to today with sanity intact!
Monday, July 23, 2012
This is the third book I set myself to read during my healing from foot surgery. The opinions are solely my own.
Ms. Roth has been there. She is, or has been, an emotional eater and is very emphatic with we who suffer as well. I could not find academic credentials for her, she teaches and runs workshops. I did not visit hr website. What does she say?
Ms. Roth's advice is of the "give yourself a break" category. Forget scales, or "calorie counting" (her words) and even exercise if you want to, just be very aware when and why you eat, and you will reach some weight that you and your body is happy with.
Now, I am not being (too) sarcastic. I read these self help books--an activity I used to eschew like poison--because they usually have something to give to me. And this book does as well.
One of Ms. Roth's messages that resonated is stop eating as if you will never be able to eat the food again. That is, if you want cake, and chips, and ice cream (there are no "bad foods" in her world view) go ahead and eat them with the idea in mind that you can go right ahead and eat them in the next minute, or hour, or day, or week, and so on. This will likely minimize binging. There may be some lack of reality here, such as having dollars to purchase what you want, but the book seems to be aimed to an educated and reasonable well-off audience.
Another message is eat what you really want, or else you will you eat what you don't want and then go ahead and eat what you do want anyway. Again, socially, this might be awkward, as your family lets say sits down to a three course meal and you sit down to a pint of ice cream (or to nothing at all if you don't want to eat at the pre-ordained suppertime). But, the idea of trying to put off binging by eating something else resonates with me. With me, it doesn't work.
Ms. Roth provides many helpful hints and brief exercises that are understandable and doable. She addresses areas such as family of origin, social eating, exercise, the concepts of wanting, needing, and having.
So, this book is not psychological, or Freudian, but pretty much common-sensical. It is kind, and forgiving, and she writes like she knows you. There is value in this.
The book is of fairly small dimensions and on decent quality paper with a reasonable sized font. Easy to hold and carry around.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
This is a difficult journey, Sparkfriends, and I roll along with it as best I can.
I have one more week until my second visit to that lovely place I have already blogged about, the Fracture Clinic. I do believe the pins will come out of my foot, and the bandage will be diminished or even done away with all together. But, I am not so sure that I will be allowed to drive or walk on the treadmill. I am working on accepting this, so as to avoid some possible serious disappointment. But hey, the pins will be out. I am going to take them home, and use them for key holders or maybe costume Jewellery.
The finger surgery went well, the stitches have already dissolved and aside from some swelling it is fine. The locking action is no longer there, no more arthritic node bump. It is a bit stiff but is getting better. I watched the surgery, it is cool to see the tendon move up and down as you move your finger. Well, what did you expect from someone who gets excited about titanium sporks?
Working from home is going great, and I am almost finished reading a book that I will review in a blog.
Sometimes the days go slow, and sometimes the pain and discomfort are a bit difficult to bear. I go on SP multiple times a day, find it and you, my Sparkfriends, very supportive.
And so the recovery goes, one day at a time.....
Have a good one, everybody!
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Sixty-four. I can't believe I made it this far! But here I am.....and some thoughts, in no particular order...
First, and I hope you will forgive this feisty old lady, a bit of "when I was your age".
I was born in the first half of the last century, a time of optimism that led families to create the baby boom generation. This has been fortunate for me, my generation carries the strength you can have in numbers, I had a secure and meaningful career and will end up with an indexed pension.
But, I was born before the polio vaccine was invented. I knew people who had polio. Families, if they could, got out of the cities for the summer to avoid the children becoming ill. One of my earliest school memories is being lined up in the gym, given a needle, given a lollipop, and being sent into the auditorium to watch cartoons. That, my Sparkfriends, was the polio vaccine.
And technology! When I was in university, I wrote my papers on a portable manual typewriter. My DH had a Smith Corona portable manual, it was built like a brick you-know-what, we still have it and it still works. I took a programming course and we entered our programs onto punch cards and gave them to the geeks who guarded the IBM 360, which filled a room. I typed my DH's PHD thesis on an IBM Selectric, which was top of the line.
Okay, enough of memory lane.
What have I learned? Keep growing and learning. Do kindness. Do volunteer work. Don't sweat the small stuff. Follow your passions, or at least one or two!
And it is never too late to change your life After gaining and losing and losing and gaining for decades, I had my aha moment in May 2009. I was 61, almost 62. And, no matter how late in your life you may start, no regrets about what went before. Look forward!
Birthday presents? In September, when I will be celebrating my two year maintenance anniversary, I will fulfill my creative side with a new guitar. For this birthday, I chose to honor the geek/nerd that I am. So, I have asked for, and it is in the mail, a high tech purse specially designed to carry an iPad. And a spork. Not just any spork, I have a plastic one and have broken another plastic one. Google spork if you don't know what it is, best utensil ever if you carry all your food with you.
No, my Sparkfriends, not just any spork. A TITANIUM spork! How cool is that?
Have a good one!
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