...and for early morning PT, which means I'm done until Monday. But, as much as I hate PT, I hate this even more: insurance company says new year, new deductible, even though the sessions were covered in 2025 because it was following a surgery, this new year we have to pay...now, it's not horribly expensive, but multiply it by three each week, and ouch. We paid off the days I went already in January, now we will reconsider three times a week. oh poor me ha. But we don't always like what's good for us...
This fine morning, I was tired, and had trouble getting out of bed, good thing I had to get into the bathroom real quickity. For some reason, I was tossing and turning until two this morning, then woke at three to use the bathroom, then was still awake at four...then, as per usual, a nice sound sleep when it's time to get up and moving.
I had a few drinks of a black coffee, because TMI but what post-menopausal woman who has given birth to multiple children wants to drink a coffee then go work out without taking a bathroom break? Anyway. The leg press, the weights, the bike, the balance board, the dreaded stair stepper, which was much easier this time btw. Then walking with the cane up and down the hallway, including a flight of stairs "like a normal person". phew.
Home now with an ice pack on the knee, a blanket over that, and Juni on that blanket. A hot coffee in my Ember mug, which I am not getting a penny to mention how much I love it. I forgot to grab my sweater, so I need to get up out of this comfiness and get it, it's cold! Well, it's 64 in here. brrr.
Camille and I made apple cinnamon muffins yesterday, just a dozen of them. I chopped the apples, made the crumb topping, and she did the rest. I brought three of them to the therapists and the receptionist today.
I was supposed to go visit my sister yesterday, but she had a busy day with some visiting healthcare, so was very tired, I should have gone anyway just to see her. I can't go today because Paul is leaving to go work on an apartment. She's having a rough time, one thing that really blesses me is that Emily goes and helps her, and Mariel too, when they can.
Sonja so nicely is doing an order pick up for me today from BJs. We are supposed to be getting stormy weather, 0 degree temps tonight with a much colder windchill, high of about 7 f, which is -13.8c, and tomorrow's low is -6 f (-21c), with wind and snow...brrr. This isn't even taking into account the storm coming up the coast from Sunday to Monday...which will bring snow, then afterwards the lake effect snow. So. I will feel better if we're stocked up a bit. I ordered some stew beef, I have been just craving a hot bowl of stew. Also chicken, stir fry veggies, a bag of apples, some burger, Reeses' hearts, butter, cream...we already have three pizza doughs, lots of cheese, and pepperoni in the 'fridge, for tomorrow. I hope Suzanne is able to come, with this weather forecast. Sonja is coming over too, and I'm not sure who else.
The wind has really started in, howling around the house. It''s blowing snow around, and sounding menacing. January in the northeast, what can you expect, but still.
We watched the latest season of The Great British Baking Show this last week, which spurred us to make those muffins. It always makes me want to bake. We do laugh at all the things we are so unfamiliar with, the basic sponge (who calls a cake a sponge?), profiterales, madeleines, cream horns? Trifle. Plaited loaves, pronounced "platted"! biscuit towers, cookies? A TENNIS CAKE? Anyhow, it's a fascinating peak into a different world, we love how they talk, and how they all seem to get along and cheer each other on, even helping each other out. We thought Paul Hollywood was too harsh on Tom, and favored Jasmine from the start. We really liked Ian. Anyway.
Have you watched Fallout? Walter Goggins? It's quite arresting, even if it's not my kind of show. We don't really watch much tv around here. We definitely don't have it on unless we are actually watching a show, then we turn it back off. It's never just blasting. Even when football is on, we have it muted most of the time, unless there's a great play. We mute during ads and commercials too. I cannot stand when the television is just on...
Last night I finished a Tana French book, was sad to read the last page, as I enjoyed the heck out of it. No, I am not bored though. I have looked into getting railings to install (for Paul to install :)) on the deck steps, and on the front porch...so I can get out of the house by myself when I am able. I am allowed to drive now, but am not ready to go out into this cold icy mess by myself. Having railings up will make it so I can get down the stairs when I am ready for an outing...like getting back to the pool.
So, I am walking on a cane now. I told the therapist today: I am not technically ready for the cane, the criteria is if you get up and take a few steps and forget you need a walker, or if you can walk only lightly touching the cane handle, not holding on for dear life, when you can sucessfully stand on just the surgical leg with the other leg lifted in the air, which I cannot do...but. BUT. I am also ready to be finished with the walker, or I'll never learn these things. I want to say my walking has improved, and maybe it has a teeny tiny bit. But, every time I stand up and get ready to take a step, it's a big thing. It's not natural yet. I am still wobbly sometimes. Last night, on the way to bed, the new knee buckled, but I didn't fall, and that's what I'm holding onto for dear life: I didn't fall. And let it be noted, I have not touched the walker since Monday when the therapist said to be done with it. :). small victories, right?
Why it's still buckling, I do not know. I do the leg press and the stair stepper and I can ride the bike and do stairs...one of the therapists shook his head at me today, and said, "You can walk. You can do the leg press, you can walk on that leg, it's not a wooden leg, just a new knee..." thank you, that helps.
Sometimes I feel like a little kid who keeps disappointing everyone. Yet, I 'm trying! This has been such a challenging time of my life! The knee aches more, it gets stiff, it creaks and cracks, it wakes me up every hour or two at night, and I wonder why I ever did this, but then it was awful before, and it will get better.
Enough about the knee.
Ah well. I need to get up and move...you all have a good day, and stay safe and warm!
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