Brick in Bloomers
With the wind from the south at 25 mph, a lessor person than I would need a brick in the bloomers to stay upright. With the temps being warmer, it is wonderful. Whatever warmth our concrete drive can soak up allows for any new-fallen snow to disappear quicker.
Physical therapy went well this morning. Whenever I get home, Dennis encourages me to sit down with feet up and take it easy. Actually, that is the opposite of what Mike T suggests. “Keep on track with whatever you have been doing physically just at shorter intervals.” Mike is an advocate for continual motion and not letting the muscles and tendons tighten up. I have favorite spots to move from, one by one. The first is our concrete drive. A good 90′ to walk back and forth on. From there, I have a reading chair in our west porch, moving onto going up and down the basement steps, and last but not least, is the 2 x 4 wooden chair that is our computer chair. Of course a trip out to the patio porch is also in my schedule. If it had not been for Mike T after I had both reverse shoulders done within 12 months of each other, my arms would have been less than one that suffers from Erb-Duchenne paralysis palsy. It is the upper trunks C-5 and C-6 nerves. Nerves regenerate at very minuet degrees. I think my arms work great. Mike T goes after me for all I can take and the end result has always been positive. Whatever is going on right now in my back and across the shoulder blades didn’t come about over night. Dennis and I have had a good run this summer at a lot of items in the garages and the acre. A lot of grunt power and a lot of logic. The recovery of the summer of 2020 will take time and I have a whole lot of it. And . . . I have good insurance.
The time I did spend in the sewing studio today, now has all the Santa images cut down to the sizes that are required for my quilt project. Once that was done, I shut off all the lights and did a few trips up and down the drive. Windy as it is, it feels good.
I did have Corn Flakes for supper last night, yum. Dennis opted for a can of soup. The Home Town Café was cheated out of a paying customer. A bag of chili from the freezer is on the menu for tonight. I cleared it with Dennis and it was a “go.” Heavy meals when we have been less than active . . . are not needed.