About My Personal Goal
This subject and how I got here is not, and has not, been funny; however, I can laugh about parts of it and I hope you can too.
The first of December some how I got a fractured bone just behind my little toe and the podiatrist put a heavy boot on me. Oh me!! Here I am already walking with a walker and have to wear that monstrosity for six weeks. I told somebody during that ordeal that I might even lose my soul over wearing that boot — after all, bad words kept appearing in my head and would find their way to the outside.
Okay, we finally got the boot off, but as you can imagine that hip and leg had a price to pay and did it hurt. Now sciatica arrives and the hurting was doubled. My family doctor (the nephew in NYC who is a cardiac surgeon) doctored the sciatica by phone. LOL! Somebody told us about a liniment to be bought at the farm store called Two Old Goats! We bought it and I would often say to John, “Rub some Old Goats on this old goat!” It helped a little – temporarily. This was a lengthy thing and it hurt so bad I fell for an ad. In one of the many catalogs we get was an ad for Sciatigon — an herbal concoction for helping sciatica and the nerves. I fell for it — now I’m better — I’m undecided who to give the credit to — Old Goats, herbs or time.
By now home health people are coming to help. I wish you could meet the therapist — he is super. He’s young enough to be my grandson, but he is the kindest, most patient and encouraging young man you would ever want to meet. We’ve been playing along with sitting exercise, but now I’ve graduated to the standing ones. Oh me! Talk about stiff and sore. I’ve had to take a pain pill in some cases and that’s not me. Anyway to end this saga, early on I was asked what my goal was and I immediately said, “To go back to my work room.” It’s not pretty — it’s in the basement which only has a floor and walls, but I love being there with all my “stuff.” A huge 5×9 drapery table, fabric, scraps, patterns, sewing machines and all the rulers, cutting boards and tools a modern-day quilter uses. I’ve spent many happy hours there, but have not been since fall and I long to go again. I’ll keep you informed. Not pleasant, but nevertheless it’s country living.