TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM
I already told you my favorite cousin died today. I can finally (for now) think about her without wanting to cry. My day has been totally strange otherwise. The PT nurse showed up today and, when she saw the extent of the surgery on my right leg, she patted me and said, *Oh my goodness! You poor darling!* The whole time she was checking out the extent of my injuries, including the NO-toe area, it was just one cliche after another. I felt like I was in the middle of Steel Magnolia's.
When I told her I would never make it as a Southern girl, she asked me why. I told her I could never use the various phrases correctly. When I asked if there was a class you took for that or what, she burst out laughing. She had a good sense of humor.
She said they were going to wait to do any real physical therapy due to the extent of the surgery (and all the stitches and staples). She didn't believe they would let me do some of the exercises. I showed her some of what I was already doing to loosen up the ankle muscles and she approved.
I know this visit was more of an assessment of my condition and my needs. She wants to try getting me a shower seat while I have these balance problems that are unresolved. The Beast bought me a cane and the doctor prescribed a walker for me that was delivered here this afternoon. Seems okay. The Beast turned his nose up at it and thinks I will not like using it. I know he's having flashbacks to his strokes and how HE felt about them but I will make up my own mind.
I was hungry....until I actually had food in front of me. I ended up eating only a few bites and then was grateful for Baron so nothing was wasted. I got hungry for a baked potato. I would have kissed the Beast if he had a sweet potato hanging around but no such luck. So I nuked a nice sized one in the microwave, cut it up and buttered it then added some grated cheese over the sour cream and melted that. Turned out just wonderful (didn't warm up the sour cream much either) and I ate it all. Then, still having this yen for cheese, I warmed up some Salsa con queso and ate some with tortilla chips. Wonderful.
My son warned me against taking the hydrocodone pills I have. He said they knocked him completely off his feet (I agree...they make me sleep) but I told him the oxycodone were milder, I believe. I can take them and not HAVE to go lay down.
Because of losing my cousin today and, after getting the whole story from her sister, I just couldn't get interested in anything on TV or on Pogo even. I took my sponge bath the way I was told and the skin cream afterward. I was given this at the hospital and I am wondering how it will really help. You don't have to use water with it (it's a foam but I was told I could rinse with a wet rag afterward and THEN dry if I wanted. It smells nice due to some *flavoring* or other. You can even use it on your hair if you want to.
Guess I will go lay down for a bit. I haven't taken a nap and I know I will actually be ready for bed soon. My back is killing me. My appointment with the wound center is tomorrow at 1:15pm. The Beast had me worried because he kept saying he thought I had missed it so I called there and discovered I was right. It actually WAS on the 1st. If I made him think it was today, it had to be because I thought today was the first until I saw the real date on my computer. **Sigh** It's a real bitch getting old, let me tell you. One day seems to blend into another. It's just awful.
Love you all much. Be good. Drive carefully.
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