Saturday, October 2, 2021

memory lane

My friend is teaching Botanical art today at the PDC which houses the Dyer County Historical Society museum.  I went there to snap a few pics to promote her work and found myself browsing.  My daddy's ag jacket is still hanging in the Jere Cooper section with his name embroidered on the front.  I took it down, touched it and felt Daddy's soul wash over me.  He was the president of his FFA chapter which was named after Mr. Cooper.  That would have been around the mid 1940s I believe.  

To say that I'm clumsy is an understatement.  Looking back through facebook memories  the other day I found where I twisted my ankle somehow and my whole foot was purple.  Then there was the time that Ellie pulled me down when I was three months post-op and just beginning to get around good.  I ended up with the most terrible bruise on my butt and had to go back to the walker for a week followed by a cane.  One night this past week I was making my way through the dark back porch to my chair and forgot that I had moved it.  I though I had the seat under my arse but fell hard with my back striking the corner of a metal table.  I was sore the next day but expected to be.  The morning after that I was stretching before I got up and felt something pop.  The pain has been horrendous since then.  I have used arnica, several NSAIDs and pain patches which helped me to function but didn't do much for the knotted up muscles and fascia.  Today I bought some Biofreeze and the relief was immediate.  Live and learn and let it heal.

I am a member of an ostomy support group.  There are newbies and long haulers and in betweeners like me and the purpose is to share what works for certain problems and situations while living with an ostomy.  I read their posts every day and most of it is very informative and supportive.  I saw a post the other day that was a definite red flag for me which was a guy who expressed his desire to use his gun on himself and be done with it.  He feels that nobody understands what it's like, and if you don't have one you certainly don't.  It pissed him off that people were telling him that things would get better.  I  hope he didn't pull the trigger.  

I have never considered suicide at all because I think about what kind of damage it would do to my family.  I have never lost the will to at least keep on trying.  I've been down and out but usually I call a friend to talk me through the valley.  

I hope that you are happy and healthy and having a fantabulous weekend ^j^

1 comment:

  1. It’s been so long since we’ve chatted. I don’t even see you on FB. Algorithm junk? Anyway tonight I saw you liked a Mary Englebrite post, and I jumped over to your page, and saw a link to your blog. How great that you keep on blogging. It’s been years since I’ve touched mine. You inspire me.
    I read about your ostomy, sorry I didn’t know about that. Much time has passed since we exchanged pecans for painted cups. I think of you every single time I eat a pecan.
    I live in Oregon now, but am about to move to Washington to be closer to 2/3 of my kids. Busy packing!
    Still love you!
    ~a

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