Another birthday has been bestowed on me - I am now an official senior citizen - 65 and a little broken (leg) but otherwise thankful. Most ladies would not be so anxious to share this news but I feel that senior years are a gift - mind you I sometimes despair over the body and try not to look in the mirror too often but I would not trade my life, my family and my precious grandchildren for less grey hair or a flatter belly. I find that age somehow allows you to become less critical of yourself and not so guilty for eating that ice cream or being a little extravagant in purchasing things that I really do not need but just cannot resist. I am sometimes forgetful but then again some of life is just as well forgotten and I do remember the important things. I have felt heartbreak over the years and how can you not when you lose someone you loved or when children suffer because of the choices you have made but on the brighter side broken hearts are what give us strength, understanding and compassion. I feel I am blessed to be able to enjoy my family and my precious grandchildren - some are not so lucky. It is easier to be positive and to care less about what other people think and I have earned the right to be wrong. I like the person I have become and I am not going to live forever but while I am still here I will no longer waste time worrying about what could have been or what will be and I will eat ice cream every day if I so wish.
Having my mobility restricted is just the "pits". Although I am glad that I do not have the heavy plaster cast to drag around I find it difficult to adjust to how much to inflate this new fandangled thingy. I was told that my foot should not be able to move but I find that becomes painful. Outside of some pain at night mainly because I just cannot "sit" still for any period of time it is not so bad. I was given some Tylenol 2 but I would most likely disappear for a few days (come to think of it that would not be so bad) so I am sticking with my Advil.
Took Samantha for her $300 yearly visit to the vet and found a growth on her chest - they took a biopsy and we got the results yesterday that it is benign and they suggest to just leave it alone for now.
Although I am not famous in Canada I did make the newspapers in Kirkwall, Scotland, although my arm was not the point of the picture. My cousin sent in the picture and the idea of the contest was to come up with a caption.
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Wednesday, April 06, 2005
After complaining and bellyaching about my sore foot for two weeks I really thought it was improving and I just needed more time as I know from experience that these things take time but being kept awake a couple of nights with a lot of pain I decided yesterday it was time to take action. Called Dr's office and was informed I could get to see him in a week's time suggesting I call the after hours clinic in the evening. Desperation led me to tackle the walk-in clinic at the local mall - it was crowded and my name was placed on a list to see the one and only doctor on duty. I managed to obtain the last seat and planted myself there for two hours. When I was called I spent another half hour in the office - Dr thought it was a bad sprain but decided to send me off for an X-ray. I hobbled across the street and again waited in line, then back to the walk-in clinic with my results. Dr. was surprised that I had a fracture of the tibia just above my ankle and wondered how I managed to walk around on it. I was then sent off to the Emergency at the General and was not at all surprised to see a sign that indicated a 6 hour wait but it was not like I had a choice at this point. Took two hours to get registered and another two hours to see a doctor, an hour of which was sitting in a small treatment room wondering if I would have to learn to walk with crutches being the klutz that I am. Dr suggested I have a plastic inflatible cast fitted and I was off to a supplier to obtain this wierd and wonderful piece of technology at a cost of $150.00. Finally arrived home at suppertime without having any food or drink all day. I did not dare leave my chair at the emergency in case I missed my name being called. Getting used to hobbling around with this contraption - not as if I have a choice!! I must say that even with the mess we call a medical system I was impressed with the staff and doctors at both the walk-in clinic and at the emergency and wonder how they can still be so kind and helpful under such pressure not to mention rude and obnoxious people (that is another story).
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Married 23 years yesterday - where does the time go?? Unfortunately, after trapsing around the mall yesterday with my sore foot and George having injured his back chopping ice out in the back forty there was not much celebration.
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THOUGHT FOR TODAY
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“If you want a place in the sun, sometimes you have to put up with a few blisters”.
Friday, April 01, 2005
Nothing much to comment about these days, although George may not agree?? No tattoos or anything to commemorate my approach to becoming a senior this month - nice that the government will pay me for this milestone (albeit with the money I have donated over the years) - more money to shop! I decided to rest my foot this week since it was not getting better - come to the conclusion that we are given two feet for a reason and one is NOT just a spare! I can imagine the shopping malls will be showing a decline in business but rest assured I will give them a lift when I am fully mobile again - if and when I learn how to SIT for any period of time.
