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In a message dated 11/23/02 6:46:16 PM Central Standard Time,
SandraDodd@... writes:
be the day. When you can put more weight on the leg. When you are feeling
more confident.
Also, are you trying to use the railing or crutches? I'm tall and found that
using railing was messing with my confidence on stairs. Once I allowed
myself (and my physical therapist, who was an itty bitty thing, allowed me)
to use both crutches, I felt much better.
Tonight the spirit moved me and I climbed the stairs while the kids were in
the tub. Mark was playing his civil war game in the office and I just popped
up kind of quietly, strange for this old house. Spooked everyone out.
Then I sat in the rocking chair and couldn't get out. Didn't think of that.
But it was very much worth it to read stories to my cherubs in the usual
place. Going up was a workout, going down was a big scare. But I made it
and felt so smug about it that once everyone went to sleep and I had been
down the little five steps to the bathroom, I fell coming up those rinky dink
stairs that I have been doing daily for three weeks! Knocked the cast, lost
a crutch, made a lot of noise that no one heard. What an idiot. I was fine.
My favorite idiot on crutches story - sharing too much tonight - comes from
last week. The nanny, my visiting friend and the three kids under four went
to the zoo. It was cold and rainy - the zoo has a great indoor play zoo
where the kids can dress like animals, pretend to be vets, jump with the
lemurs, etc. One of my cats was staring out the back door window as I was
about to sponge bathe. I wanted to know what he was looking at, so I looked
too. I noticed the cover of the sandbox was off in one spot, so out I went
to fix that. Did my balancing move - standing on the right leg, raising the
casted left leg up in the air for a smooth slow dip down to the floor with my
right arm. I think it's a modified arabesque in ballet, a tilted flamingo
pose in yoga. Left hand was holding both crutches for support until one
fell. So there I am, in the rain, one crutch down, covering a sandbox that
is almost completely empty and wondering how the hell I'm going to get back
inside. Did I mention I was in my nightgown? And tennis shoe, thankfully.
Anyway, I managed to get the crutch and hop back inside - just repeat the
visual of me getting the crutch, left leg in the air, right arm on the floor.
And smile.
So, a little fear goes a long way and isn't such a bad thing. My affirmation
after that stunt was "I will accept my limitations." That affirmation lasted
one day. Maybe tomorrow I'll try to finish painting the kitchen???
Elizabeth
SandraDodd@... writes:
> But if Keith and Holly who have huge physical competence are falling onI cannot blame you for that. Yikes, double yikes. Tomorrow or next week can
> stairs this weekend, I'm staying here.
>
be the day. When you can put more weight on the leg. When you are feeling
more confident.
Also, are you trying to use the railing or crutches? I'm tall and found that
using railing was messing with my confidence on stairs. Once I allowed
myself (and my physical therapist, who was an itty bitty thing, allowed me)
to use both crutches, I felt much better.
Tonight the spirit moved me and I climbed the stairs while the kids were in
the tub. Mark was playing his civil war game in the office and I just popped
up kind of quietly, strange for this old house. Spooked everyone out.
Then I sat in the rocking chair and couldn't get out. Didn't think of that.
But it was very much worth it to read stories to my cherubs in the usual
place. Going up was a workout, going down was a big scare. But I made it
and felt so smug about it that once everyone went to sleep and I had been
down the little five steps to the bathroom, I fell coming up those rinky dink
stairs that I have been doing daily for three weeks! Knocked the cast, lost
a crutch, made a lot of noise that no one heard. What an idiot. I was fine.
My favorite idiot on crutches story - sharing too much tonight - comes from
last week. The nanny, my visiting friend and the three kids under four went
to the zoo. It was cold and rainy - the zoo has a great indoor play zoo
where the kids can dress like animals, pretend to be vets, jump with the
lemurs, etc. One of my cats was staring out the back door window as I was
about to sponge bathe. I wanted to know what he was looking at, so I looked
too. I noticed the cover of the sandbox was off in one spot, so out I went
to fix that. Did my balancing move - standing on the right leg, raising the
casted left leg up in the air for a smooth slow dip down to the floor with my
right arm. I think it's a modified arabesque in ballet, a tilted flamingo
pose in yoga. Left hand was holding both crutches for support until one
fell. So there I am, in the rain, one crutch down, covering a sandbox that
is almost completely empty and wondering how the hell I'm going to get back
inside. Did I mention I was in my nightgown? And tennis shoe, thankfully.
Anyway, I managed to get the crutch and hop back inside - just repeat the
visual of me getting the crutch, left leg in the air, right arm on the floor.
And smile.
So, a little fear goes a long way and isn't such a bad thing. My affirmation
after that stunt was "I will accept my limitations." That affirmation lasted
one day. Maybe tomorrow I'll try to finish painting the kitchen???
Elizabeth
Kelli Traaseth
Too funny Elizabeth, its great you can be humorous about this all, I think I would be in a psych ward about now!!
I hope your meaning to be humorous about it and its not me being warped or something? Like we've said before it is so hard to read emotion on the computer!
I think the vision of you, outside in your nightgown is great!
Please don't stop sharing, oh and your zoo sounds awesome, for fun!
Take it easy and I know that's easy for me to say, I can walk.
Kelli
ejcrewe@... wrote:In a message dated 11/23/02 6:46:16 PM Central Standard Time,
SandraDodd@... writes:
be the day. When you can put more weight on the leg. When you are feeling
more confident.
Also, are you trying to use the railing or crutches? I'm tall and found that
using railing was messing with my confidence on stairs. Once I allowed
myself (and my physical therapist, who was an itty bitty thing, allowed me)
to use both crutches, I felt much better.
Tonight the spirit moved me and I climbed the stairs while the kids were in
the tub. Mark was playing his civil war game in the office and I just popped
up kind of quietly, strange for this old house. Spooked everyone out.
Then I sat in the rocking chair and couldn't get out. Didn't think of that.
But it was very much worth it to read stories to my cherubs in the usual
place. Going up was a workout, going down was a big scare. But I made it
and felt so smug about it that once everyone went to sleep and I had been
down the little five steps to the bathroom, I fell coming up those rinky dink
stairs that I have been doing daily for three weeks! Knocked the cast, lost
a crutch, made a lot of noise that no one heard. What an idiot. I was fine.
My favorite idiot on crutches story - sharing too much tonight - comes from
last week. The nanny, my visiting friend and the three kids under four went
to the zoo. It was cold and rainy - the zoo has a great indoor play zoo
where the kids can dress like animals, pretend to be vets, jump with the
lemurs, etc. One of my cats was staring out the back door window as I was
about to sponge bathe. I wanted to know what he was looking at, so I looked
too. I noticed the cover of the sandbox was off in one spot, so out I went
to fix that. Did my balancing move - standing on the right leg, raising the
casted left leg up in the air for a smooth slow dip down to the floor with my
right arm. I think it's a modified arabesque in ballet, a tilted flamingo
pose in yoga. Left hand was holding both crutches for support until one
fell. So there I am, in the rain, one crutch down, covering a sandbox that
is almost completely empty and wondering how the hell I'm going to get back
inside. Did I mention I was in my nightgown? And tennis shoe, thankfully.
Anyway, I managed to get the crutch and hop back inside - just repeat the
visual of me getting the crutch, left leg in the air, right arm on the floor.
And smile.
So, a little fear goes a long way and isn't such a bad thing. My affirmation
after that stunt was "I will accept my limitations." That affirmation lasted
one day. Maybe tomorrow I'll try to finish painting the kitchen???
Elizabeth
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I hope your meaning to be humorous about it and its not me being warped or something? Like we've said before it is so hard to read emotion on the computer!
I think the vision of you, outside in your nightgown is great!
Please don't stop sharing, oh and your zoo sounds awesome, for fun!
Take it easy and I know that's easy for me to say, I can walk.
Kelli
ejcrewe@... wrote:In a message dated 11/23/02 6:46:16 PM Central Standard Time,
SandraDodd@... writes:
> But if Keith and Holly who have huge physical competence are falling onI cannot blame you for that. Yikes, double yikes. Tomorrow or next week can
> stairs this weekend, I'm staying here.
>
be the day. When you can put more weight on the leg. When you are feeling
more confident.
Also, are you trying to use the railing or crutches? I'm tall and found that
using railing was messing with my confidence on stairs. Once I allowed
myself (and my physical therapist, who was an itty bitty thing, allowed me)
to use both crutches, I felt much better.
Tonight the spirit moved me and I climbed the stairs while the kids were in
the tub. Mark was playing his civil war game in the office and I just popped
up kind of quietly, strange for this old house. Spooked everyone out.
Then I sat in the rocking chair and couldn't get out. Didn't think of that.
But it was very much worth it to read stories to my cherubs in the usual
place. Going up was a workout, going down was a big scare. But I made it
and felt so smug about it that once everyone went to sleep and I had been
down the little five steps to the bathroom, I fell coming up those rinky dink
stairs that I have been doing daily for three weeks! Knocked the cast, lost
a crutch, made a lot of noise that no one heard. What an idiot. I was fine.
My favorite idiot on crutches story - sharing too much tonight - comes from
last week. The nanny, my visiting friend and the three kids under four went
to the zoo. It was cold and rainy - the zoo has a great indoor play zoo
where the kids can dress like animals, pretend to be vets, jump with the
lemurs, etc. One of my cats was staring out the back door window as I was
about to sponge bathe. I wanted to know what he was looking at, so I looked
too. I noticed the cover of the sandbox was off in one spot, so out I went
to fix that. Did my balancing move - standing on the right leg, raising the
casted left leg up in the air for a smooth slow dip down to the floor with my
right arm. I think it's a modified arabesque in ballet, a tilted flamingo
pose in yoga. Left hand was holding both crutches for support until one
fell. So there I am, in the rain, one crutch down, covering a sandbox that
is almost completely empty and wondering how the hell I'm going to get back
inside. Did I mention I was in my nightgown? And tennis shoe, thankfully.
Anyway, I managed to get the crutch and hop back inside - just repeat the
visual of me getting the crutch, left leg in the air, right arm on the floor.
And smile.
So, a little fear goes a long way and isn't such a bad thing. My affirmation
after that stunt was "I will accept my limitations." That affirmation lasted
one day. Maybe tomorrow I'll try to finish painting the kitchen???
Elizabeth
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In a message dated 11/23/02 11:03:36 PM, ejcrewe@... writes:
<< Also, are you trying to use the railing or crutches? >>
Crutches. going up won't be scary, because I would fall forward. Going down
WILL be scary, because I would fall forward. So maybe up with crutches and
down like a toddler. But not today.
<< Also, are you trying to use the railing or crutches? >>
Crutches. going up won't be scary, because I would fall forward. Going down
WILL be scary, because I would fall forward. So maybe up with crutches and
down like a toddler. But not today.
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In a message dated 11/23/02 11:03:36 PM, ejcrewe@... writes:
<< So, a little fear goes a long way and isn't such a bad thing. My
affirmation
after that stunt was "I will accept my limitations." That affirmation lasted
one day. Maybe tomorrow I'll try to finish painting the kitchen??? >>
I think you could mount a paintroller into the end of the crutch if you have
aluminum tubing crutches and you take off the rubber tip.
<< So, a little fear goes a long way and isn't such a bad thing. My
affirmation
after that stunt was "I will accept my limitations." That affirmation lasted
one day. Maybe tomorrow I'll try to finish painting the kitchen??? >>
I think you could mount a paintroller into the end of the crutch if you have
aluminum tubing crutches and you take off the rubber tip.
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In a message dated 11/24/02 9:54:22 AM Central Standard Time,
kellitraas@... writes:
nightgown, talking to myself because I knew there was no way my 72 year old
neighbor would hear me through her stucco walls. And then I just figured I'd
go slowly and if I fell it wouldn't be so far to fall or so hard. Plus, I
knew I could get up again after the fall that broke my ankle. So, before
doing my arabesque again, I had a giggling fit over the image of me dragging
myself in on my ass in my nightgown and then bumping back up the stairs to
get good fitting to stand up again. That was my plan B and it was funnier
than my plan A.
I prefer my moments of finding humor in my predicaments over my moments of
being angry and pitiful.
And the Brookfield Zoo here is marvelous. The kids came home with their
faces painted, told me stories of making habitats for the snakes and how they
squirted the plants with water. We got more often in the winter because of
the play zoo...
Elizabeth
kellitraas@... writes:
> I hope your meaning to be humorous about it and its not me being warped orYes! I DO think it's funny. I was laughing out there in the rain in my
> something? Like we've said before it is so hard to read emotion on the
> computer!
>
nightgown, talking to myself because I knew there was no way my 72 year old
neighbor would hear me through her stucco walls. And then I just figured I'd
go slowly and if I fell it wouldn't be so far to fall or so hard. Plus, I
knew I could get up again after the fall that broke my ankle. So, before
doing my arabesque again, I had a giggling fit over the image of me dragging
myself in on my ass in my nightgown and then bumping back up the stairs to
get good fitting to stand up again. That was my plan B and it was funnier
than my plan A.
I prefer my moments of finding humor in my predicaments over my moments of
being angry and pitiful.
And the Brookfield Zoo here is marvelous. The kids came home with their
faces painted, told me stories of making habitats for the snakes and how they
squirted the plants with water. We got more often in the winter because of
the play zoo...
Elizabeth
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In a message dated 11/24/02 10:20:34 AM Central Standard Time,
SandraDodd@... writes:
I could also maybe attach a rake to one end and get some of my leaves taken
care of...
Elizabeth
SandraDodd@... writes:
> I think you could mount a paintroller into the end of the crutch if youhave
> aluminum tubing crutches and you take off the rubber tip.Ha! Hadn't thought of that. Thanks for the visual.
>
I could also maybe attach a rake to one end and get some of my leaves taken
care of...
Elizabeth