MARCH 27,2011

okay, it's sunday, nothing is on tv, i've read everything i feel like reading, and i am BORED and have cabin fever.  yesterday i got out to get jrs eyes checked and to go to shoppers and hobble around and get a few things i needed.  it wasn't enough!  it's cold but sunny, the hip is getting better, the exercises kill me everyday, but i'm up to 20 reps  and then 5 more later in the day.  my schedule or lack thereof, is affording me more freedom than i have had in my adult life.  But since i can't drive and have to walk in public with a crutch, it is all for naught!  and i must be left legged, cause using the crutch the first time was a piece of  cake, but with the right hip, having the crutch on the left side is a trip! i expect to do a face plant at any moment! LOL  i'm having trouble getting used to it.  i'd better practise with a cane cause that will be awkward too.    Now if  jrs job would just get back on track before we end up in the poor house for real, it will all even out.  trying to get better fast so mom can come back home. she will be out of the rehab in about a week, but will have to go to blairs till i can get around better.  i can't take care of her when i can't cook for my self.  oh well, back to my second set of reps...maybe 10 more tomorrow!

Mach 22, 2011

okay, so we're in the third week, and i'm still using the walker.  it's getting easier, i can get in and out of bed like a pro now, but getting around monster can still be a chore. when he's feeling his cheerios, he likes to make a game of me trying to get by!  At first i humored him, but or course, he took it to the extreme.  so i ran right over him.  i think he's got the message now.
however, this morning, he did one for the books.  for some strange reason, jr didn't let him out before he went to work, and of course, he had to go not ten minutes after he left.  this is 6:30 am and it's still dark.  and muddy. and kind of cold.  after about 15 minutes i hear him bark, but he's not on the deck.  so i turn on the outside light and see him wrapped around the back of the hot tub, and stuck.  about 30 feet from the bottom step of the deck. so i had to get dressed, grab a crutch and hobble down the steps, through the mud and unhook him from the tarp.  the things i called that dog!  after i unhooked him he went up on the deck waiting to go in the house, but it took me a full 15 minutes to get there myself!  he sure ain't no Lassie, that's for sure.  he's had enough sense to stay out of my way since then but i'm still mad.  it took 10 more minutes to scrape the mud off my crutch!  damn dog!
so...i figured since i was mad anyway, i might as well do my exercises.  so there's more swearing while i get that done!  i think now that it's 10:00 am and i've foraged for food already,  and pretty much invented a new language of swear words, there's nothing left to do but go take a nap!        Damn dog!