Wednesday, July 20, 2011

What a Difference a Day (or two) Makes!

I can't say I no longer know where my cane is. It was in the garage and now it's leaning against the wall so I don't have to.

I had a restful sleep last night until my cat wanted out at 3 ayem. I tested out the legs on the way to the front door and then to the bathroom. I hadn't gotten the cane yet, so I was looking down watching my step on the way back to the bedroom. Seems I should have been looking up watching where I was headed. I smacked my left eyebrow right into the door jam. Three foot hole to walk through and I "missed it by THAT much!"

I went back to bed and when I got up for real about 8 o'clock I felt better. Not like I had a hot wet blanket thrown over me holding me to the bed like yesterday. And today was special. My youngest turned into a teenager. No way could I set an example by being a lazy bed potato all day!

When I did walk, my legs weren't noodley but they were much stiffer and hurt. I've been told before that spasticity is the body's way of trying to compensate for weakness. Not sure if that's true, but it sure seemed like the case.

Note: I started this on the 19th but got tired and went to bed without publishing. So while the above was written the day after we ate noodles for dinner, I'm finishing it up on the 20th and posting . Just in case you've been following along and wonder where a day disappeared to.

So Tuesday was my son's 13th birthday. That's why I got out of bed. But by the time I was ready to go to town and take him present shopping I wasn't so sure my legs wanted to go for the ride. I couldn't very well leave them in bed, so my son went and found my cane and we were off.

Since he already knew he wanted a new Xbox 360 game, shopping for the present was a breeze. In and out in under 15 min.

Then it was off to Publix for the much needed toilet paper and all the other stuff on my list.

Being the procrastinator that I am, I didn't even yet have a card for him so I said "This is awkward. Um, I need to get you a card but you are with me. What do I do??"

Only someone who has sprung forth from these loins could have come up with his response...

"Let's go read all the cards and you show me all the funny ones and tell me you love me. Then we'll put them back and you can save your money, Mom. "

I love that kid!

So we spent some time laughing on the card aisle and then we moved on to the bakery where we chose his dessert for the occasion. We decided not to go with a traditional birthday cake since several members of the extended family are either about to return from or head off to one vacation or another and it would just be the four of us for his actual day-of-his-birthday dinner. We'd save the cake for when everyone could come some weekend in the near future. For now he selected Lemon Meringue. mmmmm

Birthday dinner was Papa John's pizza. I was so grateful not to have to spend time standing in front of the stove. It didn't even matter to me that pizza doesn't really like my lactose intolerant digestive tract (I'd deal with that later).  For now I didn't have to do any weight bearing exercise in the kitchen.

All in all it was a nice day and I didn't really use the cane that much. It got me into the grocery store and back out again but that's about it. I was toting it around for those "just in case" moments.

Much the same way it never rains when my umbrella is with me in the car, I didn't really need the cane.

Two days out now and feeling back to normal. I have no idea what my deal was the day I had to spend in bed. Who knows?


  1. That was wonderful and your kid (teenager)sounds like a gem to me.

  2. Oh so glad to hear you feel better! :-D
    And your kid is a keeper, lol!


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