Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Getting Physical

Following the deep crevice left by the previous bundle of sticks I struggled to carry across the partially thawed yard, I couldn't help but think about my purpose there that day.  This wasn't about me.  It was about her.  I'd decided that since she couldn't, I would clean up her beautiful yard.  Temps were in the mid 30's so it was good working weather.

Although all I accomplished that first morning was about a quarter of the front yard, I knew she would be pleased.  Returning the next two days, the work somehow seemed easier.  The fourth day, however, it was raining and although only a light rain, it made for sloppy work so I had to take extra care so as not to slip and fall as I carried the bundles into the woods in back.  Just as I was about to get into my car, I heard a faint, "JP...JP, come on in."

Covered in dirt and mud, I stopped to take off my boots and nylon pants but she quickly said, "Just get in here...it's cold out there and I can't take the cold.  Come sit with us near the wood stove."

Sitting in the DR chair her husband had moved closer to the stove, I'll admit the radiating warmth made my chilled, old bones feel better almost immediately.  "You don't have to pick up the sticks for us. We don't want you to do it."

Holding back tears, my response was short, "It makes me feel better." then she, her husband and I all smiled and nodded at the same time. We all knew what the other was thinking...sometimes getting physical alleviates the worry, the anger, and the stress.  For me, physical activity is a panacea.

It was then that she told me to stop picking up the yard for them because they had hired someone. Quite honestly, I was relieved. Getting physical can be exhausting at my age. After she filled me in on the plan of attack on her stage 3 ovarian cancer, we talked Eagles. She fell in love with them when I introduced her to my passion last year. She loves the data that lives in my head and always looks forward to more tidbits of information s well as another story.

The following day, I decided that I'd better work on the ice on our decks.  Because the snow slides off the solar panels, it forms large piles which soften during the day then re-freeze at night.  The Pres told me just to wait until it melts, but since I walk across the decks to get to my bird feeders, it makes it a dicey walk for me.

 The next morning, I decided it was "me time" and headed out to a favorite spot to walk.

Surrounded by woods and near the river, I have the best of both worlds...water and trees and Eagles, of course.  

However, after I walked about 100', I realized I'd better go back to my car and put on my Stabilizers.  It was VERY icy.  The air temps were warm enough to melt the ice, but because the ground was still frozen, it made walking a little dicey.  I hadn't thought about the lack of sunlight on the forest floor nor them impact from the river.

Unfortunately, after about 30 minutes, I turned around and headed back to my car.  After all, slipping, falling and breaking a bone WOULD NOT MAKE ME HAPPY nor would anyone know where I was.




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Getting Physical

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This Winter, while we haven't had much snow, we have had "mixed precipitation" including sleet and freezing rain.  In fact, as I get ready to hit [Publish], more snow transitioning to sleet, then freezing rain is predicted.  UGH!  More scraping, pushing and chopping tomorrow.  

Sunday, February 17, 2019

Thank YOU

Filled with sad (and bad) news, my last post was a while ago.  Because of that, I received SO MANY well wishes, thoughts and prayers, that my heart literally felt like the Grinch's when he went into Whoville coming down Mt Crumpet.  His heart grew three times that day and mine did as well...it grew and grew and filled with a "pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and start all over again attitude."  


(Say, what do you think of the heart formed by snowflakes in a recent snow-squall?  Although the Pres could not understand why I just had to go stand in it, I knew I had to.)


Katniss is doing well.  The additional dewormer, probiotics and anti-fungal oral suspension seem as if they worked.  Although all she did was sleep, I watched her like a hawk.

She's finally gaining weight like she should be and her blood counts, and iron levels are FINALLY where they belong...:)

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Thank YOU

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Thursday, January 31, 2019

Enough

I'm just not feeling enthused this Winter...too many people I care about are having a rough time this year:  

a BF has been diagnosed with heart problems and most recently was brought to the ER bleeding heavily from her cervix;

another friend slipped on a piece of wax paper on her floor in the kitchen and broke her shoulder...meanwhile her husband developed pneumonia while fighting a "cold", and ended up having half of his lung removed;

another very good friend lost his son recently.  When I saw him after the holidays and asked how their Christmas was, he responded, "Well, my sucked JP...my son is dying."  All I could do was hug him tightly;

another BFF was working on his garage roof when the scaffolding gave way and he fell to the pavement hitting his head...during his ER tests, they discovered he has cancer in addition to his TBI;  

while Katniss was treated repeatedly for various worms since I caught her, at her recent office visit to the Vet when the Vet suggested trying a complete change to her diet, I asked to (once again) test her feces "for anything and everything".  I KNEW something was in her intestines.  She is now being treated for Lungworm, a parasite that generally affects dogs.  Katniss is now on three meds, while I am hoping for a full recovery;  



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ENOUGH

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