So I was coming up the street from a neighbor’s house and a funny thing happened to me on the way from the forum…..I tripped on a downed tree branch and fell flat on on of my two knee replacements.
Kasia, to her credit, stayed right with me. The last thing I really needed was that fall. It is bad enough I am paranoid about titanium coming out of my knee. Now I have a blown up knee that the ortho called in a script for, and a bit of ice too.
Gee…hope this doesn’t keep up like this or I’ll go bananas.
What a day.
I woke up this morning at 7am after falling asleep at 4 am, Don’t ask.
There was some snow on the ground and I dressed warm, got the girls out, and we then went out to downtown Cape May,to pick up my “fixed” engagement ring.
Unfortunately,my feet had different ideas.
I fell down.
I went down with my classic lack of grace, but for a different twist on things, my foot bent backwards, as did the rest of my leg. A few guys helped me get up, a classic sign of old age, and once I got on my feet, I was sore, but was able to walk on it.I have my cane out, to make sure my left side sturdies up.The rough part is keeping it iced in this weather.
This is a shot of how deep it was this morning around 8am.
Allegedly we are around 6″-8″, and it is so cold tonight.
Stay warm, folks!
I really had been doing well. I have been working on dropping weight, walking,eating healthier,and yet despite this, I fell twice this past week.
Granted, I am smaller than what I had been, but I have been wearing my sketchers which hug my feet.Either I am walking distracted, or just catching my toes in high cement cracks between grass, but no matter what, I am hurting.
I made my 10,000 steps yesterday, and thanks to a copper fit back brace, I might be doing a little better today. Falling at 55 is rough, and you can bet I am going to try to beat this!
So far, my morning has been spectacular….
I have had to take the girls out for separate walks. The Zusher needs an additional test from the vet and of course that requires a urine sample.No problem, I would do anything for her.
When I went back to get Kasia, and take her back in,I realize my fit bit zip had FALLEN out of its’ case clipped on my jeans. FALLEN OUT…FIT BIT ZIP…it is not a cheap pedometer and I am not used to going back around to retrace my steps, while a chorus of Saint Anthony, please come around dances in my brain.
Then, I called up my pension board, only to find out they need to send me a new withholding card, as they haven’t been taking quite the amount of tax out of my pension as they should have.
Hope springs eternal.
The rest of the day can only get better!
Yesterdays’ post dealt with chunks of ice in Delaware Bay.
Overnight we had sleet down here that would have had Katerina Witt shaking her head and going WTF?
Our handicapped ramp in the back is metal, so when I take the girls out, I have to go out very slowly, as I still have the phobia of landing on my knees and seeing pieces of metal sticking out of my knee replacements.It’s almost 4 years but falling on ice is still pretty scary.
We went down for our walk this morning and although the temperature was pretty stable at 28, you were getting your head wet from the ice melting when it dripped off the trees.I feel sorry for Kasia, because with weather getting warmer, she will definitely miss the snow. The girls are pretty good though, as they know the tone of my voice when I tell them,”Go slow for Mommy.”
I hope, gentle reader, you have fared well in the ice. Hang in there: spring is coming.
For those of you following the perils of Pauline, er, my blog, you know all about falling on my hip.
If you loved the story once, you’ll love it twice. Yes, I did it again.
Jim went out to unwind a little bit down at Undisclosed, and I was trying to get things together so I didn’t have to pack up from undisclosed right before we had to leave to come back up to the city. I have double doors on my laundry.The right door wasn’t closed all the way and as I turned away to walk with the clothes, my left foot caught the door, and bam! Doesn’t my right foot catch the door and I go down on my right hip yet again? I looked at the girls who ran over to look over their Mom on the floor and said to them, yup, Momma is on the floor yet again.
I was tired of this the FIRST time I fell. You can imagine that, as my hip throbs and I make sure my trusty bottle of Aleve is at my side, that the second really sucks.
Getting older is definitely NOT for sissies.
It’s 1:17am and I am the only one awake in our home.
Amazing what trying to rebound from slipping and falling will do to you.
I crashed and burned about 9:30pm and Kept my aching body under the covers. I had a scare when walking the girls last night that the ligament behind the right knee was not feeling too supportive and I have not felt that in a long, long time.It’s hard to believe that it’s going to be three years since the knees were replaced.Jim and I both agree that we have to shake off this temporary abode malaise and start getting our act together. I personally am looking forward to having a fully working kitchen again and flatlands to exercise myself and the pups in.
Bring it on!
Below? An almost three year old picture of the knees while in rehab…lovely, right?
I went to my Flip fitness class tonight and it was rough.
Sure, you take an anti-inflammatory after you fall once or twice on the ice, but then going to the class tonight was almost like insult to injury.We laugh a lot in the class, and sometimes I get a little goofy to cover the fact that I am physically hurting.Tonight was no exception, especially when we did the slow stretching.It was as though all the muscles that tightened from yesterday’s falls were really letting me know they weren’t too happy.
I’ll keep plugging along, with hopes that spring being just around the corner.
…I’ll give you a hint: it isn’t in love.
We had an inch of snow flow an hour this morning and when I was walking down for the bus, I fell one time and it was very funny.There was so much snow and ice packed down, it was as if I dropped my butt on a chair made of snow.
After laughing about that and walking a little further down, my next fall wasn’t so funny.With two knee replacements I got a little scared because it felt like a ligament was hurt.Needless to say,I finally got up,waited for a bus that never came, and then had to walk up 4 long city blocks to a different bus’ stop.
Is it April yet?
We had a few bumpy days.
When the ice was dominant, we both had slips and falls that we are both feeling.The only way that we’d feel better is staying in a hot show for an hour or two.We keep trodding along, though,talking about our newest angst that the builder has stirred up for us.
I will be glad when things are over and we get settled in our new digs.We can only do so much here and it’s time that we actually had a real kitchen again.I am sure the dogs wouldn’t mind running in a year behind a fence to play.Jim and I wouldn’t mind relaxing on our deck. I can hardly wait.
**Hanging by the end of my fingers**
Getting old is certainly not for sissies.
I am at it again.
There has been some major lower back pain that is so sharp it takes my breath away.
I figured it’s time to stop being a martyr,not that it gets me anywhere, and see about
finding out what ‘s going on.
It’s incredible how you go back and think,” Did I trip carrying this or that, did I throw
my leg out and stub my toe…” Of course with knee replacements, all I can hear is the
knee surgeon saying about when people mess things up and have to come back and see him and
it ends up that the knee has to get repaired AGAIN.**ARGH**
Asking you, my reader, to send some prayers, good karma, or whatever my way.
No matter what it is, it’s much appreciated!
We had some weather early this morning: there were snow flurries.
I decided to stretch my legs at lunchtime and go out for a walk and it was very faintly drizzling.
Now, I realize I know a little about weather, and how fronts move to and fro BUT weather never bothered me
until I had my new knees. Now, as I take tentative steps on slippery slate or bricks, I’m busy putting in my
head,” Don’tfall..Don’tfall..Don’tfall…Don’tfall..Don’tfall…Don’tfall…metal will stick out of your knees…metal will stick out of your knees..
.metal will stick out of your knees…metal will stick out of your knees…metal will stick out of your knees..
…you catch my drift.
Of course I am working later tonight and I have visions of icy sidewalks dancing in my head.
Here’s hoping to handle getting home in one piece.
….especially, my Zush.
We had a few scary instances of Zush’s legs giving out on her the past few days. It was especially scary when Jim would be upstairs, I would be in the kitchen and I’d hear her paws sliding on the floor and then hear a ‘thunk”- meaning she’d fallen.
Mercifully my Vet had 6:30 am hours for this morning so Jim and I got up early and got Zush to the vet.
Evidently, no I have to put her on puppy Celebrex and hopefully this will ease her inflammation.
I don’t think they do titanium replacements for pups, yet, or else we’d be the first 2-legged mother and 4-legged daughter to match!
Hold a good thought for the Zush- she sure can use it!
The morning after….
My belly is black & blue, or as Shingleman says, it looks like I got hit in the gut with a ball.
I tried no to bend today too much, and things are healing, but it goes without saying, I am sore. I’ll air it out later, and hopefully, by keeping it clean, we’ll be out of the woods.
I’ll keep you posted….
We celebrated the first day of autumn with a trip…
Landing on a blunt stick of driftwood, thanking God I didn’t land on the sharp part: I wouldn’t be writing this now. I have also thanked God for my belly, since I landed on it, I didn’t puncture the skin deep, but punctured it deep enough to scare me to pieces. All of this was due to me trying to be a polite dog mom and give a teacup terrier freedom from Kas.
Glad today is almost done.
Another day on the jury under my belt.I even tripped on a rug with my sneakers for added entertainment and spilled my coffee, but fortunately the trial reigned over my clumsiness.
I have to laugh today because they have bombarded us with experts, and the cheesy lawyers for the defense try to knock them down. The judge no sooner announced that both attorneys,i.e., prosecution and defense, agree that they are experts, but give it a half beat and here goes the sleazy defense attorneys trying to undermine their credibility.
A few friends of mine said that I could be up in Bellefonte, for the P.S.U. sex scandal and on that jury. At first I thought it would be great to be on that jury, but the stuff down here just makes my head swim. I guess God did give me what He felt I could handle.
A bona-fide F.B.I. person is on tap for tomorrow, to dazzle us with more technical double stepping. When he/she is done, I am sure I’ll be longing for the days of two tin cans and a piece of string;that is, for a simpler time,
Hopefully things will be wrapping up soon, but who knows?
I can’t even walk and chew gum at the same time…and juggling life issues is something I really can hope to stop doing someday.
Looking at people 5 times my size on the bus this morning and wondering what can I do to move far away from my current size, outside of sewing my mouth shut… I am writing down and counting calories, but looking at fellow passengers on a bus at 5:40 am, well, makes you question metabolism, sleep and a “hurry up and eat or you’ll be late” mechanism.
Just got off the phone with my brother Bob talking about Mom and family issues.
Trying to keep my life at home going at an even keel.
Trying to recover from Saturday’s fall.
Zush and Kasia on Benadryl.
I guess you just keeping juggling until you drop something, right?Guess I just have to go out and get some fresh velcro for my hands to keep things going.
Here’s hoping things are going better for us all.
I was walking the dogs on Saturday morning, and twisted my right ankle on a horse-chestnut or whatever from a tree, and the end result sucked I fell on my right side and my shoulder hit the ground first.
You know how you “know” you are going to fall? Well, I tried to brace myself for it and as my shoulder hit the ground, I heard a “pop” and thought, uh , “Holy Chicago”….
Long story short, I am hurting big time, yes, even three days later. It was frustrating because when I fell, I couldn’t get up. Really. I COULD NOT GET UP! I was thinking that I was going to have to shimmy my butt over to a tree and try to pull myself up. Fortunately I had my cell and called Jim and he was over in a split second. I told him don’t pull me up .I didn’t want to have him get hurt. I told him just to stand there so I could pull myself up on him. Tears were in my eyes-I was so frustrated. The dogs were so good-they stayed with me and were licking my face when I first fell. It just was so scary.
So if you see me walking around kind of twisted, now you know….
Send Stolyichnaya-so if I fall I have good reason….lol