Tuesday, September 30, 2014
It could be Thumpin' for Thumone who is No Relation but it could be Thump'n Thpethul Just for Me!
I've seen the physical therapist twice and I like him. And not just because he said that this dratted thing will get better. He's just a nice and decent guy who wants me to work hard but not hurt myself in the process. He said to apply ice as many times per day as I want, but not to leave it on longer than 15 minutes. He said I can walk up to 1000 or 1500 steps on a flat surface (yesterday I managed 750 around the track). I rest and I elevate. I take Advil.
Last evening my Circle met at my house for the annual autumn pot luck dinner. I sent out a notice ahead of time that I would need help. One sister came early and set up the chairs. Afterwards, they wouldn't let me near the kitchen and after they left I found the dishwasher had been emptied and loaded and some marvelous left-overs had been placed in the fridge.
Still, somehow, I had done too much. I went to bed at 9:30 and the entire leg throbbed for an hour or more before I was able to finally get comfortable and sleep. Today that has stopped and I mean to keep it that way.
In other Big News, I was the recipient of a most astonishing Random Act of Kindness. A huge box arrived via UPS (does anyone else find herself humming, "O-ho the Wells Fargo Wagon is A-Comin' Down the Street" when that big brown truck pulls up?) and once Himself had brought it into the foyer I could tell it was way too heavy for the Darth Vader flannel sheets I'd ordered for a certain young man's Christmas gift. I couldn't imagine what it could be. We opened it up and -- gasp -- inside was a Go! Accucutter! We were both mystified as we sat down to lunch. And then I recalled that a dear-yet-geographically-remote friend/quilter/Scrabbler had mentioned that she had sent me something and hoped I would like it.
Like it? I am bowled over.
Come on, knee, I have work to do!
Posted by Nancy Stevens on Tuesday, September 30, 2014