It does feel like weeks and weeks and weeks since I’ve posted anything here, and that because it has been many many weeks.
I’m still here, improving every day, enjoying the therapy, the now mostly always pain free knees, the slowly but surely increasing strength and stamina that delights me.
Sorry to have been neglecting you all!
In the last week a few too many things have been happening in my world, but I am being completely Pollyanna-ish about them since all could have been so much worse………
Last Thursday night I had a many hours of what is called BPPV, Benign Paroxysmal Postional Vertigo, waking up over and over very dizzy and very nauseous. But whenever I sat up it disappeared. I told my physical therapist about this the next day and it turned out that she began the program at our Wellness Center to treat it. She and another PT tried to reproduce the symptoms in me (this consisted of repeatedly dropping my head back below horizontal and turning my head from side to side. It was not terribly fun.) but they were unable to do so. If they could have, there are a series of positions/exercises they can take you through which will reposition the calcium carbonate crystals in your inner ear which are out of place…However, it has never returned. Sometimes the crystals dissolve on their own and sometimes they spontaneously move to a better position. I was lucky here.
Then, two nights later my son Andy slipped on a fabric softener sheet on the floor of the laundry room, fell on the concrete, and dislocated his knee which he promply smacked back in place. When we went to the ER the doctor said, “Yeah, that’s what we do.” He’d been icing and elevating it, but in the ER they gave him a prescription for pain meds, a pair of crutches and a leg immobilizer. Yesterday he saw an orthopedic doctor who gave him a more sophisticated (and expensive) leg brace he can adjust for the degree of bend which lets him drive with it on. He needs an MRI now and physical therapy. But it seems to be healing well. A good friend who has a car with automatic transmission has traded with Andy until he is well enough to drive his clutch diesel VW Gulf. (Did I mention it was his left kneecap which dislocated? That was lucky or he wouldn’t be able to drive anything.)
Monday morning my daughter Alice called to say she’d just been talking to dd Em who is living in Budapest this semester, with all her family. They had been in a car accident on the autobahn near Rosenheim when Ingmar hit an icy patch and the car slammed into the guard rail. German guard rails are made of wire rather than concrete as they are here, but the car was still totaled. However no one was hurt. And, despite advice to the contrary, Emily had insisted on having comprehensive insurance for it, so they should be OK. And NO ONE WAS HURT!
So, although a lot was happening, I am playing the glad game here.
And I’m enjoying seeing the days get longer, slowly but very surely!
And Emily has accepted a tenure track position as a university professor at a very nice liberal arts college on the Chesapeake Bay. It’s a little farther away than we hoped for, but I think a wonderful place for their family. And they could have been moving to California or someplace very much farther off, so I can continue to practice playing Pollyanna here too! There is a lot of competition for these jobs and we are all very proud of her for having more than one offer.
(The painting above which I used to represent Pollyanna is by Winslow Homer. )
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