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Sunday, September 23, 2018

If there's a problem, there must be a solution

All night long, I was not warm enough, in spite of my extra blanket foresight. Obviously, time to get the goose from the back of the closet. I do need Laura to help in extricating it, and she isn't home right now.

We did our mite of cleaning this morning, and she went off on another "emergency". Kay decided she wanted to keep chickens. All my years at that house, chickens never crossed my mind. Tom and I seriously discussed a miniature pig once, but chickens, never. And, Janice nixed the pig.

Kay called me over the week. What do I know about keeping chickens? Actually more than she, it turns out. I know one should investigate the requirements first. But, Kay had a bathroom of peepers and no clue. Laura went to walk Kay one drive way down the road and introduce her to Laurie, who keeps chickens.



Look what I found in the kitchen! Also a batch of chocolate chip, which I don't care for. Those have a little backstory, too, though not as pressing as chicks in the bathroom. Laura's ASL teacher was rummaging in her backpack, and in the process consigned a package of chocolate chips to the trash. "Expired", she explained. Laura left with them, and will treat ASL to cookies on Monday. 

Luxuriating this morning in that half-light before sunrise, I made a mental note to take care of the comforter before bedtime came round again.  In problem solving mode, I also resolved to spend the day not aggravating my shoulder. I would do that by abandoning the walker for the cane.

There is a problem with that. The cane is held opposite the "bad" limb, and moves with it, and makes contact with the ground together with the bad limb, to support it. However, my "terminal osteoarthritis" shoulder has left the building. It's through holding up my broken leg. So, after breakfast I consigned the walker to the corner and set about learning to walk with the cane in my right hand.



There was an immediate advantage apparent. When the therapist taught me to use the walker, my stride had to be stand on the good leg and move the bad and the walker forward. Move the good leg even with the bad. Repeat. I confess I was striding with the walker as soon as the therapist left. I am terrified to do that with the cane. Falling seems imminent and on top of that, my knee hyperextends.
Son.of.a.gun. So, the good leg goes no further than the bad.

My shoulder hurts only the normal amount, having supported nothing heavier than a cup of coffee and a couple of cookies, all day. The knee is pretty good too; only a couple of snaps today. Now my concern is facing the young doctor's demand tomorrow, "Who released you to walk on a cane!?"

33 comments:

  1. It all seems so uncomfortable for you. I hope you manage to manage with the cane.

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  2. You didn't need anyone to 'release' you to use the cane, you're a free spirit....you fly girl.

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  3. Those peanut butter cookies look tasty. The goosedown should keep you warm tonight.

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  4. I knew you would figure something out! Those cookies look good, and they do have a lot of protein.
    I hope your appointment is a good one!

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  5. I agree with Wilma, those peanut butter cookies look mighty good.

    I'd keep chickens if I had both the space and the know-how. Easy-access eggs sound divine.

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  6. Young doctors. I once carded a young doctor, he looked so young (married, four children). Try that at your next visit.

    Good luck with the chickens. I hate chickens. Childhood experience.

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  7. ooooooooo, chickens. I want chickens. I can't have chickens. :(

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  8. I am glad that today was a marginally better day on the pain front. Echoing Delores about the cane though. If it works for you, do it!

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  9. Hzri Om
    could there be eggs heading your way in a few months? If you find a way to be less uncomfy stick with it... with due care of course! goosedown covers definitely worth hauling out - we've been warned of frost tonight...YAM xx

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  10. Well, I do know about chickens. They are both wonderful and a royal pain at the same time. The cookies are a delightful surprise! I love your spirit, Joanne, and the fact that you see everything as a "surmountable" challenge. Poo poo to the doctor. You know your own body by now! -Jenn

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  11. I've been thinking about making peanut butter cookies myself since I cam back from Costco with two large jars of peanut butter. if the doctor gives you a hard time just give him your steely eye.

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  12. Good luck with the new guy. I hope he can help!

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  13. Some doctors are easy to explain things to, and others are grouchy no matter how closely you follow the rules. I hope the new guy is one of the former. If not, tough luck to him - in a test of wills, my money's on you!

    Hopefully the chicken learning curve will be steep. I have just Googled to make sure I'm using that right. Apparently in informal usage it means something hard to learn, while in technical usage (and my intent) is a lot of learning happening in a short time. So I hope for the second.

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  14. Hmmm. Trying to think what we'd have been like, doctor and patient. I might have tried out the 'I'm doctor, ergo god', and when that didn't work would have reverted to the smiling guy who folded his hands together and leaned across the desk slightly...."Tell me what the issue is", with a becoming smile. And then told my nurse if you ever showed up again to tell you I was skiing in Switzerland. Lol.
    I think I might be as bitter a pill to my current docs as you, m'dear.

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    1. I wonder if I would have picked you for a doctor. Lol,

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  15. Knowing you, you will tell the young doctor in answer, "I did!"

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  16. If there's a problem, there must be a solution, I must remember that.

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  17. I was thinking just this morning as I made my bed, that it must soon be time to take off the extra doona, the one with the feathers in, as I'm getting too warm at night. but some nights are still cold enough to need snuggling warmth, so I'll wait a few more weeks.
    I hope you'll be warm enough now with your goose comforter on the bed.
    Good to hear your shoulder has had a rest, is it much easier to walk with the cane?
    Chocolate chips haven't expired until they turn white with age. Just because the date reads expired is no reason to throw them out.

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  18. Do chocolate chips ever really expire? My thrifty mother always said not.

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    1. They're sugar, which is a preservative. It's like the bit with doctors--don't be hornswaggled or bullied; put your common sense to work.

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  19. Glad to know you're keeping the pain under control.

    Those expiry dates should always be taken with a large pinch of salt. I find most foods are still perfectly edible way after the expiry date. I once had some parmesan cheese that turned out to be two years after its expiry date. It tasted just fine.

    I know nothing about chickens except that they lay eggs and go bk-bk-bk-berk bk-bk-bk-berk.

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  20. After so much heat, the cold hit suddenly. It is so nice to again get under a comfy blanket.

    I am sure that your doctor won’t be surprised that you made your own decision on using the cane.

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  21. Don't tell him!
    I would be like Kay I fear and end up with a bathroom of chickens. Or a pig.
    Just past their expiry date? Who dumps choc chip cookies just because of that? Now I feel the need to bake biscuits.

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  22. common sense and problem solving skills, that's how it's done! There may be a few "dammit's" thrown in just for the feel good of a swear...for me, anyway, a good rant and a swear tirade makes me laugh just about any situation that I have some measure of control over...the dire nation that we live in calls for some realizations that I can not yet quite accept. Every afternoon I must unload all the swears I have ever heard since third grade!
    Pretty sure you are way more thoughtful than that. Weave on!

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  23. Goodness, you are brave. After you tell him what your shoulder feels like, let us know what's happening.

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  24. Just flutter your eyelashes at that young doctor and tell him you just felt like it. He might admire you for it, you never know.

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  25. Dear Joanne, that fall back in March 2017 in Washington, D.C., certainly has had an impact on not only your body but your life. Through it all, you've shown such great fortitude. I suspect you've inspired all of us who are dealing with health concerns. When the pain is in the bone, it can be excruciating. I so hope that you appointment today (it's Monday) will bring you such advice/suggestions that will lessen the pain you are experiencing when you walk with the cane. Do you think, you'll need to use the walker occasionally? Peace.

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  26. According to The Shaddocks, if there is no solution it is because there is no problem....
    French, as you might guess...

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  27. I rarely follow a recipe or a pattern to sew, to me they are just suggestions. I feel that way about doctor's orders, too!

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  28. Hey do it your way! He may be the expert but you know your own body.

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