tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27119404576849200332024-03-18T20:10:39.446-07:00Akbash AcresAkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-47806483755996110022018-03-09T08:07:00.001-08:002018-03-09T08:07:41.617-08:00Defeat<p dir="ltr">So. I got to bed at a reasonable time. I mostly ate balanced yesterday. I swam recently. I have music on this morning.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I am crying.</p>
<p dir="ltr">What more can I do.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I had hoped, when I first started a blog, to have it be celebration of all that I find joy it, because there is a lot. Each and every joyous thing comes with the addendum; but.</p>
<p dir="ltr">So, just a warning to all, this blog is really a descent. Into what, I know not. </p>
<p dir="ltr">That is all I can say today.</p>
AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-37688612347325706932018-03-08T23:00:00.001-08:002018-03-08T23:02:46.812-08:00Thursday Night<p dir="ltr">Rather discouraged tonight. Did get to swim yesterday, but couldn't get myself committed to doing it today. Sadness everywhere. Wanting to make comments  on Facebook, but keep loosing the posts, when I get interrupted. Tried out google voice, and think I could maybe post faster that way, rather than my one-finger typing on a cell phone touch screen. The problem is, my words work differently. They don't have the same weight when i speak them, as when I type them. <br>
I do not even have the mental energy to pet the google doodle, and see if it does anything, or find out what it is about.</p>
AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-76977644988445086312018-03-07T08:01:00.001-08:002018-03-08T22:50:03.765-08:00Music<p dir="ltr">Am trying something out, to set the tone(!) for the day. As I dismiss the alarm, I opened up a playlist. Today, it was a playlist that I started when I was first exploring playlists. It is labeled 'Instrumental'. And what does it contain? Several music videos by Lindsey Stirling. These do not suffer by only being listened to, not viewed. After those, there is a piece that I saw performed live, in a local coffee shop, last year. It is a violin, viola duet that I really like. Here, I hope, is a link to it done live in 2016.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Well, can't quite figure out how to link to it from a phone. Look up Passacaglia by Johan Halvorsen, performed by Kristin Lee and Matthew Lippman.</p>
AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-39850331745996307062018-03-06T08:02:00.001-08:002018-03-06T08:02:40.224-08:00Music-retrospection<p dir="ltr">I have recently self-prescribed a daily dose of music. This is in aid of maintaining equilibrium. So I entered the world of youtube, and began creating playlists. And then discovered that I couldn't remember a lot of the music that I was hearing in those days. So I tried searching for 'Music of the 1960's'. Hah! Score! Found that somebody else (many somebodies) had done it for me. So I now have lots of playlists to listen my way through. I am creating my own playlists from there, of the songs that caught something of me from that time.</p>
AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-18057325352533445982018-03-03T20:34:00.001-08:002018-03-06T08:03:11.421-08:00FOOD FROM THE YARD<p dir="ltr">Each time lately, when I have had a few minutes to "walk the property", I have said to myself, I said "Self, there is nice, fresh food out here. Self, you need to remember what is out here to add to the limited stocks of aging food that are inside." And then, of course, by the time I am inside, and divest Self of wraps, packs, travel cups, and cane, Self has forgotten what is there. Today, Self was wise. Self made a list on the Phone of All Duties. And then copied the list onto the food supply white board, so:<br>
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<div align="left"><p dir="ltr"><font color="#000000">Sorrel</font></p><p dir="ltr">Bloody dock</p></div><p dir="ltr">Big mallow<br></p><p dir="ltr">Chickweed<br></p><p dir="ltr">Peppergrass<br></p><p dir="ltr">Swiss chard<br></p><p dir="ltr">Radish leaves<br></p><p dir="ltr">Kale<br></p><p dir="ltr">Chives<br></p><p dir="ltr">Garlic chives<br></p><p dir="ltr"><font color="#000000">Osoberry</font><font color="#000000"> leaves</font><br></p><div align="left"><p dir="ltr">Salad burnet</p></div><div align="left"><p dir="ltr">Elephant garlic</p></div><p dir="ltr"></p>
<p dir="ltr">I then asked Doug to cut up an onion, and sautee it in olive oil, because very many satisfying meals start out that way. Meanwhile, I went back outside with a large bowl and scissors. I thought about which leaves were more robust, and could hold their own in a soup. I had just barely enough light to harvest them, and remove sad leaves. I came back in with sorrel, bloody dock, large mallow, swiss chard, radish leaves, and kale. I gave them to Doug, who washed them and cut them up fairly small. They were added to the pot of sauteed onions for a few minutes of light sauteing, and then two cups of beef broth were added. Two baked potatoes were also cut up small and added. This was then brought to a boil for a few minutes, to cook the leaves. The temperature was turned down and one and one half cups of half & half were added, just long enough to heat. Served with a slice of toast with extra sharp white cheddar cheese on it, we both gobbled it down, num. <br>
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AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-84206882758217054052017-10-06T22:59:00.001-07:002017-10-07T17:26:49.397-07:00Hurrah, hurrah!<p dir="ltr">Today, I went to avail myself of the Teen Tech Tutors that the library provides. I had a list THIS LONG of issues that I want to resolve, to more easily use my various bits of technology. I currently do NOT have access to a teenager of my own, to help me out. My previous friend/buddy/tech support<b> </b>has gone off to college. In computers, of course.</p>
<p dir="ltr">So I was shown many things about my cell phone. <font color ="#000000">H</font>ow to move things to my SD card, to open up general space. It was suggested that I download & install a mobile version of blogger, to be able to add new posts easily. I learned a few techniques to conserve power. I learned why I loose half finished FB posts & sometimes can't ever find them again after a phone call interrupts me. A VERY good start. I also didn't even go near the free cookies. Thank you, tutor, you were awesome! I will go back.</p>
AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-50547509070159932312017-02-10T17:42:00.000-08:002017-02-10T17:42:11.727-08:00Incremental Progress<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqA8jU9TWRsiw01jRFCu-E3JglfoMRQeoDMiThkbnStQM6aC8vUtLe8fwOx4TfnlaIDcSfJfA5rMdnfH92fSyWvDQ38a1LIE-HkZMyaKTrk1HkZSbIApDHKh7A7gQGv5wZtiECdn3vvHfP/s1600/2012-06-27_09-58-49_938+Murphy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqA8jU9TWRsiw01jRFCu-E3JglfoMRQeoDMiThkbnStQM6aC8vUtLe8fwOx4TfnlaIDcSfJfA5rMdnfH92fSyWvDQ38a1LIE-HkZMyaKTrk1HkZSbIApDHKh7A7gQGv5wZtiECdn3vvHfP/s200/2012-06-27_09-58-49_938+Murphy.jpg" width="111" /></a>Well, am reminding myself, as others keep telling me, that a little bit of progress is still progress. Last summer, I dog sat for a long time crew of four-footed friends. Followed M around, over a large territory, to inspect and scoop her droppings. Re-ingesting medications she is on would be VERY BAD, indeed. I was VERY worried about being able to keep up with her this time. I had decided that if I had as much trouble this time, as I did last summer, I would have to ask her family if there was anybody else able to dog sit in the future, as I don't want to jeopardize her health. I am doing better! I was able to keep up with her <strike>much</strike> somewhat more easily. Very pleased, as she (and her pack) have been an intermittent part of my life for many years.AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-22372393428386951592016-09-21T12:10:00.000-07:002016-09-21T12:10:42.424-07:00PixiesSo, do you have pixies in you house? The mischievous kind. Mine used to trade me forks for spoons. Every six months I would have to go to Value Village and buy more spoons, and donate thirty or fourty forks. But THIS time they brought something BACK! Thank you! About six weeks ago I brought home lovely rosemary rolls and english muffins. These treasures usually get placed on the prep counter, sliced, and then frozen. Lovely nuggets of treat to go in the toaster. We both clearly remember them landing on the prep counter, and then poof! Not on the counter, not in the frig. Not in the small freezer, not in the chest freezer. Not in the kitchen storage cupbords or shelves. Not in the spare pantry area in the other bedroom. Are we SURE they are not in the chest freezer? Take almost everything out of freezer. BOTH of us inspect. No rolls or english muffins. Sadness. <br />
Last night, while searching for bread in the freezer, which I was pretty sure we didn't have, the pixies heard our need, and gave them back to us! Rosemary sourdough rolls, and english muffins! Happy dance and thank yous to pixies!AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-56674646358202826302016-05-21T17:45:00.001-07:002016-05-21T17:45:55.957-07:00HopeWell, have switched around what I am feeding Squirrel, and he is doing much better! Skin looks healthy, lesions are gone, behavior is lively and engaged. Gaining a bit of weight, even.<br />
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Spring salad harvested moments ago. Some spicy mesclun mix planted a bit ago, <u>Claytonia perfoliata </u>which volunteers here, and sage blossoms which moved here with me.AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-5899708789193469612016-04-07T20:28:00.000-07:002016-04-07T20:28:41.553-07:00Looking back<span style="font-size: large;">Looking over some of the sites I used to follow. Still incredibly inspired by Cob Cottage Company. Will I ever be able to live in a space that pleases me?</span>AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-87779121953670855622016-04-07T20:15:00.001-07:002016-04-07T20:15:14.199-07:00Goodbye to SquirrelWe are going to have to say goodbye to my brown tabby, Squirrel, recently pictured sleeping in my bathroom sink. Have overstretched my resources, to find that he is severely diabetic. Would need many dollars for further testing to determine insulin dosage, need insulin pen, cat glucose meter, and a continuing supply of needles, test strips, and pokers. Couldn't afford it for myself, when I was diagnosed with diabetes, cannot afford it now. He is only 11! With having lost Sir to bone cancer earlier this year, am feeling scared about how many more of my four footed family I am going to lose this year.AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-64873983980424334752016-03-06T20:03:00.001-08:002016-03-06T20:03:52.441-08:00Well, today I got to go watch my daughter at the local Society for Creative Anachronism (SCA) rapier practice! She is quite new at it, but is working hard. The surprising thing is how much muscle and tendon strength it takes to hold up and wave around a one and one half pound sword at arms length. She was having so much fun that she overdid it. Sad arm! It was good to see her so uncomplicatedly HAPPY, working at learning a new set of movement skills. One of her strengths is movement. Special daughter!AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-43535353738336810652016-03-04T20:25:00.001-08:002016-03-04T20:25:57.090-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-28812604767874316042016-03-04T20:25:00.000-08:002016-03-04T20:25:19.465-08:00Well, PT was exhausting and left me with VERY intense awareness of some muscles that are being required to WORK. Soaking in the downtown pool, at 84 degrees F afterwards was much appreciated.AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-9059638448075135942016-02-25T21:00:00.002-08:002016-02-25T21:00:51.121-08:00Well, another visit to hip surgeon, today. He is VERY HAPPY with how I am healing. I may now, with suitable caution, put on my right ankle brace assembly. Whoop de doo! I may now trim my toenails myself, on my right foot! Just, no falling down. No visit needed, until one year post surgery. Whew. I have been in happy tears several times this week. I have spent three and a half years in pain. I do not think I actually belived I would be able to get to a point where I was pain-free.AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-32190145260876324332016-02-24T11:52:00.001-08:002016-02-24T11:52:46.074-08:00Five weeks with new hipGetting stronger and happier! Been back in swimming pool for several weeks. Physical therapy (hereafter PT) exercises that a year ago were excruciating are now minorly uncomfortable in a stretching/rebuilding kind of way. And my ability to DO them is improving!<br />
Currently aggravating non-ability is, I am not allowed to get in to the position I need, to be able to trim my right foot toenails myself. Until bone growth firmly anchors the new hip to the bone, it has the possibility of dislocating my brand new hip. D does NOT know how to use a nail file/emery board for smoothing edges. Senior center has a foot care person there once a month, but cost is $25.00 for attention. What to do? Probably hand D a nail file to attend to his OWN fingers and toes, until he gains the skill to do mine.<br />
D fell and scraped himself up nicely, coming up the back steps. He is rather frequently the victim of no right side of right eye vision, remnant of the 15 year ago brain hemorrhage. Edges of curb cuts and overhanging branches take him down several times a year.AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-23910630266059347612016-02-07T14:43:00.001-08:002016-02-07T14:43:12.859-08:00HomeCame home on Friday, the 5th of February.AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-51919168767887344662016-01-28T17:47:00.001-08:002016-01-28T20:33:36.906-08:00New achievments<span style="font-size: large;">As of today, I can walk (just a little), using only a cane! It has been almost two years since I could do that. I am SO pleased! In PT and OT, I am working on balance, strength, and muscle isolation. Remind some muscles that they need to work hard, and remind others that they do not need to help out, and should stay relaxed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Probable release date, February 9th.</span>AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-521550791876775162016-01-25T20:19:00.002-08:002016-01-25T20:19:29.488-08:00Old draft-summer 2013<a href="http://www.vanbloem.com/_ccLib/image/plants/DETA-404.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://www.vanbloem.com/_ccLib/image/plants/DETA-404.jpg" height="212" width="320" /></a>More resilient right now. Garden going well. I am eating lettuce, endive, a few peas, a few snow peas, kale, sorrel, red dock, beet greens. Got tomato plants from a local gardener today, who mostly grows heirlooms. I've also put in gooseberries, and Thundercloud Black Elderberry this year. Trying to take cuttings off of the big Blue Elderberry that I have admired a few miles away, for years. Gonna try and get cuttings off of my blueberries this year, also. And this year may be the year to get brave about trying to graft apples. Have P-22 mini-dwarfing root stock multiplying themselves, so could take pieces off of the trees I've got, for scion-wood. With luck, this will be the year of the cucumber, as I am trying several open pollinated long varieties to find a replacement for the Tasty Jade F1 that I like so much, as i do not choose to grow F1 hybrids anymore. Also have edamame and fava beans in the ground.AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-43977276877752260882016-01-25T20:15:00.001-08:002016-01-25T20:15:46.536-08:00Old draft-summer 2013I've used the concrete reinforcing mesh for tomato plants for years. A 150' roll is about $100.00. It is 5' tall, and I cut about 5 1/2' to make a tower 18" in diameter. I just bend line wires around to attach the ends. A roll gives me 27 towers. Some towers have been in use for 16 years, now. We frequently use a tall T-post between pairs of towers to anchor them sturdily. Sometimes I can just get away with anchoring them with 8" long U-pins, used for heavy weedblock. This year I needed to put up SOMETHING QUICK for pea trellising, and used many of the towers for peas. Then I needed to put some more varieties of peas in the ground, and then the beans and cucumbers, as well as the tomatoes. At this point, I have towers with as many as 3 different pea and/or bean varieties growing up the same tower, escaped peas on a tomato tower, and a tower of swiss chard seed stems, as well as one of Madras rat tail radish seed stems all confined to towers. I am only gardening for myself, and surplus for my daughter's household, so I do not need hundreds of feet of support at any one time, for any one crop. In the Maritime Northwest, I can't really justify more than 10 tomato plants, as they are SO marginal if not in a greenhouse. These towers give me lots of flexibility, particularly as I am gardening a 52' diameter Mandala bed. I plant a bit at a time, not a large area prepped and planted all at once. I have also used a piece of the wire to partly encircle one of the end alcoves, and am growing a mix of peas, beans, and sunflowers up that, making a hidden area for my granddaughters. Plus side of this-the pea and bean vines are anchoring the giant sunflowers to the wire, to prevent falling over. Other plus side-I have mobility and balance issues. This wire is sturdy enough to grab on to, if it is anchored to T-posts. Gotta be doing something right, when I hear "Nana, are these the peas we eat whole?" and "Nana, where is the best kale, today?"AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-6949160868455488272016-01-25T20:11:00.003-08:002016-01-28T17:52:14.269-08:001week out<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Blessings, oh blessings on the weather! I was able to go out in the courtyard the last three days. Why is this important? I CAN'T HEAR ANY TELEVISIONS OUT THERE. I haven't lived with TV since 1973. A hallway with multiple TVs blaring from different rooms is NOT my idea of a peaceful environment in which to heal. Being able to go soak up sunshine, talk to plants, listen to a hummingbird, that is healing.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I was in this same nursing home in 2012, when I had the infected foot that had to be carved up. I went into the courtyard yesterday, and thanked the plants that helped me then. One is an ornamental maple tree, whose buds are just beginning to swell, whom I last saw shedding its leaves. Another is a stalwart blue spruce. The ornamental Japanese maple that they stupidly planted during a 95 degree summer, has since died.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I can't figure out how to get pics out of my phone, onto this site, but I am very, very pleased with my current status. My standing alignment is perfect! Thanks to lots of time in the local pool, I am sure. The external rotation in my right leg is virtually gone! My daughter (who has to lift my leg in to the car) says that my leg moves smoothly, not catching, (crunch, crunch) all the time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I get to have a shower tonight, and wash off all kinds of goo, ooze, and sweat. Ah, simple pleasures.</span><br />
<a name='more'></a>AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-34104448779648967172016-01-23T20:45:00.003-08:002016-01-23T20:45:37.950-08:00Six days with new hip<span style="font-size: large;">It is evening, and I am tired. Well, yes, there is reason. I am only six days out of major surgery under general anesthesia. Have had physical therapy (PT) and occupational therapy (OT) evaluations. Played hard with OT yesterday and today. Have had dressing changes each of the last three mornings, which requires much distraction and deep breathing. My 28 (I think) staples look good, but I am starting to be sensitive to the tape, so layers of ME are coming off each time dressing gets changed. I am getting a good record of state</span><span style="font-size: large;"> of incision on my phone. No, I will not post, but you may ask, if you come visiting. I forgot to request painkillers until about 4 pm today, AFTER OT, rearranging of my space here, putting clean laundry away, and visits. But I will say, I think I am healing quite nicely. Hardest thing may be to keep myself from overdoing it. Visits from local friends now being accepted. </span>AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-34222642620277266222016-01-23T20:45:00.002-08:002016-01-23T20:45:08.238-08:00Post-surgery (out of chronological order)<span style="font-size: large;">So, now two days past the surgery. Enough drugs cleared out of my brain to begin to communicate.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Vignettes of memory-being wheeled into the operating room. Four or five nurses all turn to me. They are all dressed in identical turquoise scrubs, with caps and face masks on. Cheerful greetings from all,</span><span style="font-size: large;"> and introductions to all. Mental giggle about introductions being no use, as I can't tell them apart.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Another vignette-I am in another room, with people bustling around, and I am ALL DONE. I babble incessantly, and the person attending me seems to find it all pleasant and enjoyable. What good manners! I am sure that I said nothing sensible!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I spent ALL DAY trying to rehydrate. Total cottonmouth. Backs of sinuses were even dry. Hot beef broth and Graham crackers for my first snack/meal. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">And yes, they do get you onto your feet the very same day as surgery. The first day, I got to stand to get to the commode. Day two, I was escorted part way down the hall, and was allowed to walk (escorted), to the toilet. Day three, I got to walked down the hall twice, and walked to the shower. I even had a shower! Washing all the sweat out of my hair was such a relief. Ahh, simple pleasures.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Late last evening, I am sitting on the toilet</span><span style="font-size: large;">, all bare, to urinate, hope for a bowel movement, get a sponge bath, and allow the nurse to change my sheets. Along come several more nurses needing to do things to me, and I invite them all in. They blink once or twice at my state of undress, and I tell them that modesty is over-rated, at least in a medical setting. We proceed to chat up a storm, giggle immensely, and accomplish all that is needed with great cheer.</span>AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-27379447562205918522016-01-20T20:23:00.002-08:002016-01-20T20:23:34.177-08:00Three days with new hip<span style="font-size: large;">Three days with new hip. Going well. Nursing home tomorrow. I am actually being able to stand up straight again. My alignment looks to be pretty good. Simply hanging vertically in the swimming pool at the YMCA has evidently helped with that. My surgeon is happy with how the surgery went. I have a very impressive row of staples, holding me together. Did both rounds of physical therapy today with painkillers only JUST administered. Was still able to walk quite good distances, with smooth, even stride (and a death grip on the walker).</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">No muscles got unhooked or cut to get access to the hip ball and socket, the muscle fibers just got sort of parted, to let the bone out. So it should not be a very long time before the muscles quit yelling at me.</span>AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711940457684920033.post-80347211371569208302016-01-16T14:36:00.000-08:002016-01-16T18:03:44.187-08:00Hip surgery!Day after tomorrow is the long-awaited (hopefully) miracle-making total hip replacement surgery! I am so ready to grit my teeth, and dig into rehab, STANDING UP. I will have to work again on Standing Up Tall. I want to get back onto my bicycle. (Granddaughters are bicycling WITHOUT training wheels.) After the surgery, I will likely be on narcotics. The sooner I can be done with those, the happier I will be. I am looking forward to letting my brain heal from narcotics, and getting my brain back, so I can do my book of HARD sudoku variations. All coming soon!AkbashWomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14161243628474858169noreply@blogger.com0