Sunday, 2/3 Final Day of 6 Week Recovery--and Love!!
Monday, February 04, 2013
I have learned a bit about football tonight, and the big game was pretty interesting--especially after the lights went out. I have never "gotten" football, but I know now why part of it has been confusing. Mitchell is a pretty good teacher. Unfortunately, I probably won't attend to another such game until next year's Super Bowl--so chances are that he will get to teach me again.
We had our first regularly scheduled Sunday Communion service today since Micahel retired. We usually have Communion on the first Sunday of each month and then for special Sundays like Easter and World-Wide Communion Sunday. We have had several people in charge of our "pulpit" since Michael retired and if they aren't a full-fledged minister, they cannot administer Communion. We have two more weeks until our new pastor starts, but the current interim pastor who we have can do communion. It felt as if things were coming back to a more normal situation today than they have in many months. Our new pastor is a young lady and she comes with her husband who works for our denomination, traveling for them during part of each week. It will be an exciting time for our church to get settled in with a new pastor. Michael has been on my mind a lot lately and we haven't been in contact for a while--I have prayed that he is doing okay and hasn't taken on far too much at the beginning of his retirement with his interim position combines with his other interim position as director at QCAIR (Quad Cities Alliance for Immigrants and Refugees) and the part time position he has had at a local community college teaching psychology. I suspect he is more like me than I ever considered with taking on too much because it seems like it is the right thing to do.
We had our special event that used to be called the "Souper Bowl of Caring" but I think that that was changed for legal reasons. They now call it our "Descending Dove Diner" with a 50's theme--people donate food or money for our food pantry in return for a diner-style lunch. I over did it some, but I enjoyed the pork sandwich a lot. The choir did a lot of 50's music--Elvis stuff and "to the Hop" and "Lollipop" and the like. It was a fun time to visit with a lot of people and to relax a bit.
Then, we came home to get ready for Micah's party. I had gifts to wrap, a cake to pick up, my meds to pick up as well, some chores around the house to get finished and some food to prepare. I had a lot of help--never the same person for any two activities in a row, but we got it all done. It was fun to eat and watch the ball game and talk and laugh together--all of my kids were here. Mitchell came but his girlfriend was at home sleeping after a longer than usual day at church so she could go to work at her third shirt job. That shift for her sure interrupts some family activities that I would like to include her in, but we respect her need to sleep. People who work third shift need to sleep at the same time every day, and until she can negotiate a different shift, this is the way that it will have to be.
Anyway, the party was fun--but I would be fibbing if I didn't say the highlight of my evening was watching the "Puppy Bowl" on Animal Planet. That always cracks me up. There were three Catahoula Leopard Dog (mix) puppies. Sadie, our growing by leaps and bounds puppy who belongs to Mason, is a Catahoula Leopard Dog. I had never heard of the breed in my entire life until he begged to have her--and promised to take care of her (cough, cough), so I researched the breed. It is an interesting breed with a long background. She is a sweet puppy, but big and boisterous with my limbs often getting int he way of her activity. Her head is even with our table now and she is scamp enough to climb up and investigate that which is of interest to her. She is intelligent and loving and busy, busy, busy--spending the majority of her waking hours chewing things--like toys, flip-flops, the remote control. the doggie brush, Little Frankie (our pug) and anything else that gets her attention. She is training the people in our home to put their things away far better than I have ever been able to do.
As for my and the title of this entry... I am aware that my recovery period is not over due to some calendar date, but I am also aware that I should be well on my way to being recovered from the surface wounds from my surgery. I believe my hip is in rock-solid shape and has healed well. I do not have all of my range of motion, strength, endurance, or balance back, but now that I have been released to go to the pool, I will work on this each day and get it back. I can do that.
I am extremely tormented by my right knee and I wore the brace today with a bit of improvement while I was running errands. It is definitely more secure with it on. I plan to have it examined and hopefully x-rayed and the like tomorrow when I see my ortho. I hope to be released to return to my job because it is time for me to get back into the swing of things. I am not wired to sit around and "get better." I am wired to help others and share my gifts with the children who need them.
I am also growing more and more weak in my left shoulder. I have not been able to lift my left arm today. I have been aware of soreness, but it is logical soreness brought on by using my arm strength as I walk with my walker to relieve that right hip--and now my right knee from bearing all of my weight. I seem to be damaging my body in a lot of ways without even trying.
So--I have a lot of ground to cover in my recovery. but my official 6 weeks ends tonight. I am moving on, dealing with the many issues that my body has given me over and over again the past many years. I can do this and have done it with dignity. I hate having constant pain and issues with walking and my back, knee and shoulders, but it is a part of my life. I will apologize for singing this same song, but I will also thank you for listening and giving me a forum to speak what is on my mind. I have to shield my family from some of my whining because some of them have been through so much with me, my husband in particular. I cannot imagine what it is like to sit and wait through surgery after surgery. I cannot imagine what it is like to watch someone you care about go through one thing after another. I almost fell coming down the single step off of our front porch this morning. My walker veered to the left when I was moving straight ahead and it got away from me. Fortunately, my son Marshall was behind me and he caught me. It took my breath away and scared me greatly. It took a while for me to shake it off. I had let out some squeal and my husband--who is 66 years old, came running around the jeep in a panic. I can only think of the fall I had a month ago and it being on his mind, with me getting bundled up on an ambulance and taken away. No, I cannot imagine what it would like to be in his place and having to deal with my constant issues.
All said, this has been a great day in so many ways. I love time with my family and sharing with them. It was the best kind of a day--part of today's scripture was Paul's First Letter to the Corinthians, Chapter 13. That helped me to meditate about what is most important to me--loving my family, my friends and my spark friends, my students, others who need my help, people who help me in many ways--at the restaurant, the grocery store, in the doctor's offices and so on. Love is the big thing and it cannot be about anything but the person I love and that relationship. I am so glad that we meditated on that scripture today. It is an old friend in so many ways, but it was a refreshing way to consider what is important to me.
Next week, we will be having a special service at the end of the church service for married couples who wish to to renew or refresh their vows. I think that will be a wonderful touch for us after we just celebrated our 25th anniversary a few months ago. I am looking forward to that as a way to really celebrate Valentine's Day.
Take care my friends. Take time to consider those who you love and their places in your heart, your life, and your world. I am guessing that you, too, will realize how much that they come before everything else. You will also realize that with love, you can handle anything and do what you need to do.