Archive for February, 2008

Family Day

Monday, February 18th, 2008

From my Scrooge meanderings!!!

Four Canadian provinces have holidays today. 

One, Manitoba, has named theirs after a convicted criminal who is being rehabilitated in the eyes of the public (Louis Riel).  Not that other convicted criminals have not had holidays named after them (Christmas??).  These types of holidays tend to have controversy surrounding them. 

On the other hand, three provinces, Alberta, Saskatchewan, and Ontario, have named their holiday "family day". 

Now, get this!  We are in a country where "snow days" mean kids stay home from school — often with parents or possibly with sitters.  The weather can be known to dip to below comfortable levels.  No one goes anywhere — and even if they wanted to the car probably wouldn’t start.  For the months of January and February you can expect the nuclear family gets to see lots of each other — more by accident than design.

So, now, by design, we are going to add another "family day" to the calendar. 

Might be easier to call it a mental health day — at least you can do your own thing, lock yourself up, and get some rest.  But, no, we have to call it a "family day."  If  the other family days in the two coldest months of the year haven’t already killed you, let’s try another one.  If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again!!

There are good reasons for a February holiday.  Let’s just not call it anything!  Bah, Humbug!!!

Day 28

Sunday, February 17th, 2008

Here it is — looks a lot like Day 21.  But the sun went down a little later and came up a bit earlier.  If you aren’t taking time to measure progress, you’d never know.  You should see what my knees can do!!

The rollover

Saturday, February 16th, 2008

At 6:00 I’m up to get ice packs and take medication.  At 8:30 I’m up once again to start some exercises. 

In those 2 1/2 hours my one knee feels out of sorts.  The only thing I can think of is that I turned on my side to rest for a bit — with a pillow inbetween my knees.  But perhaps in rolling over I hit something.

So today is spent in exercising as much as I can.  Seems that pushing the muscles loosens them up and let’s things get back into place.  I’m half way through the day — I’m walking a bit gingerly but at least I’m up and walking.

Always that delicate balance — when your life encounters a rollover, don’t lay down and die — keep going!!

Climbing the walls

Friday, February 15th, 2008

Today was a physio day – as will be Wednesday and Friday next week.

To help with the experience, I asked my wife to take some pictures.  For my sake, you will only experience one visual (the rest reveal the wimp in me!!).  This exercise seeks to get the old knee joint working by having me climb the wall (actually I’m being asked to walk down the wall, not up the wall!!).

By the way, no comments on the beautiful outfit (picked personally by yours truly!!).

Most powerful man in the world

Thursday, February 14th, 2008

The Canadian Prime Minister, of course!!

One toe over the line

Thursday, February 14th, 2008

Yesterday I’m seated in the chair.  A straight back chair. 

The exercise is called "scoop and plant".  We joking call it "scoop and poop".  Doing these exercises sure is a dog’s life.

The exercise requires that the leg is pulled back and planted.  Then you push forward, stretching . . and stretching . . . and stretching.

We put a line on the floor where the first plant happened.  After a few more attempts the line moved back a bit.  A slight bit of progress.

So, tomorrow morning I’ll go back to physio.  Hopefully the line gets moved a bit more — even if it is just one toe over the line.

Take it to the limit!

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008

One phrase.  From a song from decades ago.  I don’t even remember what the song is about.

The phrase — "Take it to the limit one more time."

I’m adopting that phrase for my visits to the physio therapist.  I think of this like an approach to scaling Mt. Everest.  One more step when blackness begins to envelope.  But not over the edge!

My exercises today show that I have maintained on one knee, and regressed slightly on the other.  No that this is insurmountable.  But in order to scale the heights you have to go one more step.

And that’s why I like physio therapy, and hate it at the same time.  I hit the wall both sessions I’ve had here in Kindersley.  I can tell when I hit the wall — I stop talking and starting panting.  Those involved in the session can see my face go pale and my energy run out.

I’m learning to at least get to the wall.  My usual approach is to sight the wall and leave it at that.  Or at least get close enough to kiss the wall.  But not to bang up against it. 

And that’s where progress can happen or plateau.  So this Friday I’m off again to physio — I’m sure I’ll take it to the limit one more time — not over the edge but at least edging up the mountain!

Answer that phone!

Tuesday, February 12th, 2008

We have a Panasonic wireless phone. 

A great advantange for me.  I can set it beside me wherever I am.  On the first or second ring, I’m right there!!

Except . . .

The other day I am resting in another room, upon my bed of ease!  I have left the phone in its cradle.  The answering machine kicks in after six rings.  I have valiantly tried to arise from my bed of ease.  Kicking my feet to the floor, I grab my walker.  I stand and feel my feet under foot!  They are alright, so I begin the venture across the floor.  Three rings and I speed up my stride.  Five rings and I’m just around the corner — but there a few more corners to go.  As I reach the phone, the ringing in my ears is gone, and so is the caller.

So, today . . .

I’ve headed to the throne room (la salle de bain) and inadvertantly left the phone in anothe part of the house.  In the midst of my concentration, I hear this ringing in my ears.  I arise to go forth.  I leave the rest of the story to you to fill in — the ending is that the message machine got the best of me!

Now, I’m carrying the phone with me — it’s within a meter of me right now!!

Another myth busted!

Monday, February 11th, 2008

I just looked — I have a callous from my walker!  Now that’s not one I expected!!

Day 21

Monday, February 11th, 2008

The scenery I view each day! 

We’ve had three blizzard days I’ve been able to view through this window (I thought they were really nice days!!).  Some days it feels like cabin fever.  But overall I’m thankful for each day that God gives me.