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Red means stop.  It’s hard to stop.  Mostly we don’t, we soldier on, keep working, keep planning.  But sometimes things just grind to a halt.  When my father died one of my brothers said “Sometimes things just have to stop…”  and that’s the truth.  I am in one of those periods of suspended animation, but am happy to report that this time it does not relate to a death…but to knee replacement surgery…mine.

I had NOT planned to write about it, but if I don’t say something it might look like a mysterious disappearance of some sort…but there was no mystery here.  I reported to the hospital at the alarming hour of 6:00 a.m. on Monday, October 24th, to be prepped for the first surgery of the day.

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My Doc only does knees and hips and went on to do 5 such surgeries in one day…and when I saw him that evening, he looked tired…and so did I.  My surgery was two hours, it was routine and successful.  About 4 hours after surgery I  arrived in my room…

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and was asked to stand up on my new knee.  It hurt.  The next day I was asked to walk down the hall and back and that REALLY hurt.  I kept on sewing though and finished two place mats…in spite of the ill-placed IV…while R edited the index for the Bunce book…

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On Wednesday I was was asked to walk up and down five stairs, and then sent home.

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R is an excellent caregiver and has been tending me very nicely.  Friends arrive with frequency bearing meals…

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occasional floral tributes…

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Some friends have made cards…

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or sent cards that reminded them of me and my situation…

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and what a nice thing to be thought of…at all, or

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in a special way…

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In the first few days I “shouldn’t be left alone”???  So Kay came to babysit me when R had a meeting…

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and everyday I walk around and around the house on a walker, noticing the house in a new way…

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the Christmas cactus is about to bloom…

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the quilts are back from the show…

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and every time I walked by I’d refold one or two…

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I’m healing, I’ve come to a total stop, missed an event or two…

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but I can feel that I’m on the mend and someday soon will “restart”.  Waiting for the green light…