On The Blackwater

Musing on retirement, writing, puppies, and whatever else strikes my fancy

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Spending my life in 20-year increments: DC, Calif, Maine, & now in the BlueRidge Mountains of VA, where my YoChon, Sadie Mae, has started to blog...

Friday, January 30, 2009

TV commercials trigger memories

I so remember fondly as a very young girl standing in my sock feet on my Dad's shoes as he 'taught me to dance' to the music from our kitchen radio. There it was, portrayed on TV, during a commercial, and it brought me immediately back in time more years than I care to count!

My Dad was such a happy, cheerful soul. Tall and handsome, he would come to my office in later years to take me out to lunch, and the other girls there would whistle and cheer, thinking this gorgeous man was a date. He looked like Basil Rathbone (who?) with his dark hair and thin mustache, and he moved with a singular grace although he never actually realized that. If there was any ego, his two daughters never saw it.

Singing as he came downstairs in the morning, then tap dancing on the kitchen linoleum, these are my memories. We were lucky to have him in our lives.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Getting stronger

We're still not sure what happened. Doctor said it began with the flu but then a hernia (women get hernias?) opened up and grabbed digestive tissue, causing a temporary blockage. I see my doctor on Monday to decide where to go from here, but the terrific pain and nausea are gone.

These are the Golden Years?

Monday, January 26, 2009

Missing Y'all...Missing ALL Y'all~

Sorry I've been MIA. Caught a horrible flu, despite having had my flu shot, and ended up in the hospital for a week. No surgery (yet) but more tests in the near future as there were some complications). I caught most of the Inauguration festivities, viewing the TV through a myriad of tubes and IVs.

Will post more when I'm rested up.

Monday, January 05, 2009

Resolutions...or Determinations?

I am so glad I sat down with my doctor and had a long talk with her about my knee pain, concerns about weight, high blood pressure, you name it. She immediately sent me for knee x-rays (that same day!) and then to a specialist, who put me into PT and back into the YMCA warm water pool.

Yes, I already feel like a new person! The PT girl is from our church, so I felt right at home. And the exercises are already getting both knees working with much less pain. Prescriptions also helped. Instead of waking in the morning bemoaning this pain or that problem, I'm waking with brand new enthusiasm.

Walking into the Y to sign up as a member again (they're not charging the mega membership fee for most of this month) was delightful; they remembered me, hugged me, were SO glad to see me there again. No wonder I like small towns! In a big city, you might just be a face in the crowd, one of those January resolution people. Not here in Rocky Mount; they're the friendliest bunch ever.

Today, I stopped in at the Franklin County Library. With the two long holiday weeks, I'd actually run out of reading material (you'd laugh at all my full bookcases) but again, it was a case of friends happy to see me out and about.

Well, I hope I haven't already blogged about all this, but I am a very happy camper.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

Quiet New Year's Day~

"All I want is a warm bed and a kind word and unlimited power," Ashleigh Brilliant

I'm feeling much better, the cold seems to have disappeared with help from OTC meds. Hubby has watched football all day, cuddled up in a quilt. Cold wind outside, so we're both wearing flannel all day. There's a steak marinating in the fridge, and I made a spinach/artichoke/cheese dip. I'll heat up a can of Hoppin' John (rice and blackeyed peas) for luck in this coming year...although I don't really believe in magical thinking, ya know!

When football is over (it WILL be over, right?) we'll watch MAMA MIA again, at Dick's actual request.

Physical therapy yesterday seems to have 'oiled up' my knee. I'll be going three times a week for 4 weeks, and then will re-join the Y for their waterobics in the warm water pool. I've missed that therapy, and my new doctor insists I get back into the pool. Fortunately, the Y is running one of their specials; you can join without paying a joining fee on top of the membership fee. Of course, this is the month, January, when folks flock to the Y to join, then by February or March, they stop attending, which is OK with me.

"All I want is a warm bed and a kind word and unlimited power," Ashleigh Brilliant (his real name)