This week.

I guess its week 7 since the surgery.  I'm not getting around all that well, still have quite a bit of pain, but I'm going back to work (probably) in 2 weeks.  I'm also interviewing for a job that I impulsively applied for next week! Indeed.com sent me an email alert about this job even though I tried to unsub from their email alerts when I got my current job.  The job just looked so good in the ad, I applied for it on the spot and they called 1/2 an hour to an hour later.  I had a phone interview and next week, I'm going to have an actual interview.  It may be a good thing, I don't know.  That's what I need to find out at the interview.  It's certainly a shorter commute, 20 minutes, instead of an hour, and probably not as much walking to my workstation.  We'll see.  At home this week, we're planning to have a party tomorrow for my son's college graduation.  We fixed our deck which had rotted and now we have a nice new deck and as of yesterday, a nice new picnic table on it.  In the picture below, Duncan has already broken it in for us by sleeping on it, right in the middle.  I had my breakfast out there this morning, very nice.  I enjoyed it.  It's nice to have another place outside to sit, a different view from the front porch.  The pictures of the two tortoises/turtles (whichever they are) are because during construction, these 2 were found living under the old deck.  I don't know if they've moved back in or not.  They were last seen heading for the hills because of the noisy construction.  Hopefully, they are home now, in their little adjoining apartments.  All of these are backyard pics as I have been spending a lot of time out there this week.  It's been nice.  We've been upset as 2 of our dear friends have had a major falling-out with each other and we wonder if they'll ever reconcile.  It's been heartbreaking but there's nothing we can do.  :-/   Having the deck and the party to distract us has been good.  I guess.  If you pray, please join me in praying that these two dear people will find a way to reconcile.  

I'd better get busy, the party is tomorrow!  

 

It's been 6 weeks.

I'm surviving.  I've gotten more back into normal life, sleeping in my bed, doing the dishes, working on projects, etc.   I still can't drive, so I'm kind of at the boring part of my recovery.  I do have a lunch out with my girlfriends tomorrow, thank goodness.  I need to talk to them about a lot of things.

We had a turkey in our yard yesterday.  I can't really go anywhere, so I guess God is bringing the entertainment to me, LoL. 

I'm working on a book about childhood and so now I'm trying to fight the self discipline battle to make myself work on the book instead of playing the Sims, watching Youtube or playing Words With Friends.  As always, it is a struggle, but I have been working on it pretty steadily the last few days.   :-)

Kind of an artsy shot my daughter took of the full moon last weekend.

In other news, youngest son did graduate from college!  We're having a graduation party for him here at our house, so for the next week or so, we need to work on cleaning the house and repairing the deck so we can have a cookout.  It's exciting!  Our second homeschool graduate who is now a college graduate!

Gallery Showing.

Here's my daughter's art at the gallery.  We went to see it, the took her out to eat to celebrate. 

One month since surgery.

Okay, I'm ready to be done with this, be pain-free and back to life.  Or maybe just as much pain as I had before.   :-/   I'm not sure.  I know that I needed to do this, but getting through the weeks and weeks and weeks of pain and torture (also known as physical therapy) has been hard.  I wish there was some way to miraculously heal, but there isn't.  It's inch by inch or literally a matter of degrees.  At PT yesterday they were able to bend my knee 93 degrees.   That's good, apparently. 

So, today it's been a month since I slept in my bed, took a normal shower, walked without a walker, went to a store, went to the library, went to work, went to church, drove myself anyplace ... it's been a long month.   I hope to add some of those things back in the next month.   Wish me luck!

On the good side, the weather's been really nice, a bunch of the flowers a friend of mine gave me after my mom passed away are blooming, my family has been great to me, I'm getting a lot of art done and my young adults are experiencing all kinds of personal growth, having to handle all the things I used to handle for them. That's been a good experience for all of us, something that we needed to do.  I tend to want to do everything for everyone so they won't be inconvenienced and that has not been good for them.  I guess this is one of the lessons I had to learn the hard way.  I wish I'd quit doing that!!

3 Weeks Today.

It's been 3 weeks since I had the surgery.  Three weeks of walking with a walker, having ice on my leg, having my leg propped up, nearly constant asthma issues, having to be waited on (it's getting a little better in that regard) and sleeping in the recliner in the living room.  The last couple of nights, I have been able to spend some time in my bed and that's been good, but my tolerance for the leg lying flat is only a couple of hours.  My tolerance for riding in the car is about 10 minutes.  Unfortunately, we live at least 20 minutes from everything, so that's not fun.   I do think that maybe next week, I may be able to get out and about.  It's just unfathomable what an injury has been done to my leg and how long it's going to take to get over it.  Usually at 3 weeks after a surgery, you're pretty much back to normal, at least for all the surgeries I've had, but not this one.  This one is big.   Major.  I'm doing okay, really.  My family is fantastic to me and I appreciate that.  But, I'm ready to be okay again.  Really, really ready.

Here are a few pictures of what I've been looking at during my confinement at home,  my decorated walker and some of our pets, 2 of whom are in cones, again.