Sunday, August 24, 2008

Random Thoughts

Yay! I am at home on my computer and it is a beautiful day!



This was my first ever rickshaw ride. It is a wonderful thing to have strong relatives around in a crisis.

Thankfully, Sharice is now able to walk without crutches.

I fainted when I tried to stand on my broken leg for the first time at CDH. I am hoping that I looked as graceful as Marie Osmund. It did earn me a lot of extra attention and heart monitors and an EKG so now I know for sure that my heart is fine but I am a wuss for pain.

I nearly hyperventilated on my way to my first physical therapy session at MJ because of fear—not pain.

The PTs at MJ are not fiends that delight in causing pain as I had pictured in my head. Neither is the therapy gymnasium a torture chamber. Whew!

Yay! The PTs at MJ are kind, compassionate and encouraging.

I liked MJ lots—breakfast in bed, my call button, my wheelchair pushers, my therapy, seeing progress and falling asleep to the Olympics every night!

For real . . . various people at CDH and MJ called me young!

Even though I am a bit inept in recognizing fashion, I am pretty sure sturdy shoes that I need to wear for the next six weeks are not trendy.

And although Bob cheers for the White Sox, my compulsory white sox are less than desirable.

I really like my picker upper tool that I received from MJ PT. I dropped my contact lens and using my new tool, I picked it up and put it in some saline solution and put it in my eye and it worked great!

I thought it was pretty cool how my PT could tell if I was putting too much weight on my bad leg. I wore a Velcro boot with a teeny scale in it and with each step she called out the poundage.

At home, the first time I went to the bathroom, I was reminded of that poem by Robert Louis Stevenson, “I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me. . .” But the truth is, I am very thankful for Bob’s cheerful, willing help! He’s the best!

It is almost a 5K from our family room to the bathroom.

No, I do not have much pain. My hands and upper arms are sore! They are not used to lifting weights.

Today I was reminded of this encouraging verse from Isaiah 40:31.

Those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.




ABBR KEY
CDH: Central DuPage Hospital
MJ: Marianjoy Rehabilitation Facility
PT: Physical therapy or Physical therapist

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Marianjoy is spelled with an a, not an o! :) I've been there, too. What an awesome place. Are you doing any outpatient therapy there? Best to you!

Brenda said...

Dear Anonymous,

Thanks! I corrected the spelling.

I am going to do outpatient therapy but probably not at MJ. I agree that MJ is an awesome place!

Brenda

Donna said...

Brenda--It's good to hear from you, at home! I'm sure it's good to be there. When I get some time off, I'll come visit.

Tanyale Roth said...

AUNT BRENDA... i am so sorry u got the bad end of the stick on that one. Miss ya already. I am glad u are home and starting to feel better. I pray and think of you often. Glad you are keeping a good attitude.
Love ya :)