What to do when bored.....

Play with dolls of course!
Happy Thanksgiving all. Ned is doing the cooking today as I cannot stand in the kitchen. No Turkey though (which is just fine with me...never been fond of that bird). He has done very well the past few weeks and I expect today's dinner will be good. Better since I don't even get clean up duty!

Meet De Hood. She is the latest Sybarite to get some attention. If I had to get this outfit on it would gather dust in my drawer. Good thing she has a personal dresser.

These dolls have such personality and it seems to change depending on what they are wearing. She really needs a mirror but I cannot get to it so please use your imagination.

My daughter Robin took this photo of my grandson Will this morning. Am I allowed to say how handsome he is?

The sun is shining and it is almost 80 degrees. My kind of late November weather.

Wounds of war.

Turns out I am a klutz. I practiced for the first time today with the crutches... they and I are not going to be friends. Looks like I would have to learn a whole new set of balances... not happening. In my first foray down the hallway towards the car (the goal) I fell and scraped my right ankle on my cast. Didn't break the skin. The area that is black and blue is from repeated hitting of a nut that protrudes from the back wheel of the scooter. I don't always judge the distance properly and keep whacking my ankle.

The good news is that I didn't break anything other than a nail when I fell.  If Ned is not home I don't need the crutches except to get in and out of the car... I can leave them by the car and use the scooter to get into the garage as I have been doing. I can leave the scooter in the garage for when I come back. The only place I will go is to play bridge and they have a wheel chair some one can come get me with and return me to the car at the end. This I can do. We practiced this a few times this morning.

We had this great red wine on Sunday night when we went out to dinner. It is a red blend from California. Going out to dinner was a trip and a half. Not only did we need to find someplace that had the space to allow me to put my foot up but we needed a spot that our friend could put her leg up as well. She had knee replacement surgery a month ago. Two gimps! Thankfully, the restaurant was very accommodating. The wine went quite well with the chocolate mousse we all shared for desert as well.

And yesterday's craziness... can you tell I am bored? Just call me Gypsy!

One week from today I get the stitches taken out, an x-ray, and a new cast.

One of us is chilling!

Lucy is enjoying the sunshine

Two weeks into my casts and while I cannot say I am a happy camper, life seems to be going on. Having to keep my foot elevated puts a damper on a lot of activities but I am trying not to get too bored. I have been doing lots of hand stitching and my quilt is coming along. I have been playing bridge a few days a week and managed a very short run to the grocery store... I am dangerous with those motorized carts. Ned has really been instrumental in keeping me from going totally bonkers and we haven't killed each other yet.

Today, with some fetching and carrying from Ned, I got to play some with my dolls. Enjoy the eye candy.

Ned borrowed a DVD from the library and I am looking forward to watching the second episode. Simple pleasures.

Three. More. Weeks.

A bit more independence.

My basket arrived yesterday! While I cannot do much, it allows me a bit more independence. I was able to make myself breakfast this morning when I wanted it. While I cannot stand overly long on one leg, I can do it long enough to do some basic stuff. There are going to have to be some changes... I need paper plates so I can toss them.. getting them into the sink and washing them is not very practical for me and getting them into or out of the dishwasher is impossible.  I am going to have to use a travel mug for decaf or tea so it doesn't slosh all over the place.  At least I won't have to bother Ned for the small stuff and if he has to go away on a biz trip (very likely), I will be able to manage marginally with a bit of help from a friendly neighbor.

Mentally, I am feeling better. The foot doesn't hurt so that has not been an issue. Next project is getting used to crutches so I can get out of the house on my own. I cannot manage the scooter by myself. .... and there is sunshine!

Brekfast in bed... it ain't all its cracked up to be.

I am really not good at being so dependent. One would think this would be awesome having someone else do all the work and just delivering it to you. Maybe some people like it... I don't. But I also have little choice. Waiting the arrival today of the basket to go on my scooter. That will give me a bit more freedom to do things since I cannot carry anything, needing 2 hands for the scooter. I might be able to do a few simple things in the kitchen but I cannot stand too long on one foot. Meal planning has to be done in advance (probably not a bad thing) since hubby is now the shopper and the chef. At least I will be able to get myself something to drink and some fruit.

Ned has really been doing a great job of taking care of me.... I am just not a good patient. I don't like having to wait to get things done.

I haven't figured out how to shower alone... not happening either. We have a large walk-in shower but it has a lip on it. I cannot get over it without help. I thought of using crutches but the idea that I could slip on the wet tiles kind of negates that thought.

My foot seems to need to be elevated almost all the time. We took an outing to the Supermarket the other day and I used one of the motorized carts... 40 minutes of that and my foot started to swell up. Maybe in time it won't do that but right now that is very limiting. I can go to the bridge club to play as long as Ned can drive me.  In theory I can drive but I cannot get the scooter in and out of the car on my own. Will need to practice on those crutches.

Hand work on my quilt is the activity for the day.

The weather is gorgeous and there is sun.. what more could I want?

A tisket a taskit, I almost had a basket!

My outing yesterday to the bridge club.

The scooter is great to get around with but I need 2 hands which makes carrying anything tricky.....especially in the house when I want something. Ned came home with one today but it turned out not to fit over the handlebars. I ordered one from Amazon and it should be here on Saturday. This is going to be a very long 5 weeks.

I have been working on one of my quilts doing the hand stitching that I had put off for several years. I am actually making decent progress. This quilt might actually get finished. Sorry, no photos as I am not sure what I am going to do with it yet.

I borrowed some ebooks from the library and started one today.. it has some possibilities. The author is Jack Whyte and this is the first of a trilogy. I am also planning on re-reading the Outlander series again. I am not usually a re-reader but I devoured those 8 books and I am sure I missed stuff. They are very well written and I have come to love the characters.... have to wait awhile for the next one.

I am going to try out the crutches tomorrow to see if I can manage them for short hauls.

The highlight of my day? Got a scam call from the IRS saying they were suing me for something.

Lots of time on my hands... or feet as the case may be.

Blogging seems to haven fallen by the wayside here... mostly because I haven't had much to say of interest. Things haven't changed much by way of interest but I will have lots to say which will include a lot of moaning and groaning :-(.

I will spare you the gory details but I just had some foot surgery which will impact my lifestyle for the next 5 weeks at least. A plate and several screws later and here I am.

I will be in a NON weight bearing cast for 5 weeks. This is the first of the casts.. to be replaced in 3 weeks with another... perhaps lime green the next time? I am finally off the pain meds which make me nuttier than I already am and I have migrated to plain old ibuprofen for the minor annoyances. The next stage will be a boot and then tons of physical therapy as I am told I will need to rebuild the muscles in my leg. Oh joy.
In the meantime I will have to figure out what to do with myself without going stark raving mad. I do have a scooter, a pair of crutches, and a walker (left over from hubbies double knee replacement a year ago). Until this morning, between the anesthesia and the pain meds, I was going nuts. I couldn't focus on anything for more than 2 minutes. I started three books but couldn't get past the first few pages of each, pulled out some hand work but couldn't decide which of 2 colors of thread to use, couldn't get my brain around some simple sudoku, etc. Today is better. I need to be where I can elevate my foot which cuts out a lot of activities at the moment.

Showering is a 2 person adventure. There must be a way for me to do it alone but haven't quite figured it out yet. The brunt of this whole thing falls to Ned. He is doing a great job as he now has to do the cooking, fetching, and everything in between. At least I can use the scooter to get to the bathroom on my own....some indignities shouldn't be shared!

Long skirts will be the attire for the foreseeable future... I can't get pants or leggings on, not to mention how difficult it would be to pee. Too bad I don't own any kilts.

If I can figure out how to get myself into and out of the car on my own, I will be able to drive. Don't need my left foot to drive. I guess I better start practicing with the crutches. I really hate that I have lost my independence. Needing someone else at my beck and call is not my thing. Poor Ned is trying his best but I am not the best patient. All will be OK until he has to travel in a few weeks. Maybe by that time I will figure out how to do what really needs to get done and forget the rest.

There is some great news in all of this!!! My daughter is pregnant with twin girls. This is what really precipitated the surgery. I can't get into shoes without great pain and walking up and down stairs is difficult. I might have put it off a year or so otherwise but it needed to be done. I am betting I will be in great shape when the twins arrive in late winter.

One day at a time. I need to learn this. Planning in advance is going to be very important.
Poor Lucy hasn't figured this whole thing out yet. She doesn't like when someone else feeds her... she is still expecting me to get up and do it. She will learn, like the rest of us that shit happens.