It's evening and I've been surfing my happy place, SparkPeople. I caught up on some blogs and my Friend Feed. Printed off a recipe for Crunchy Taco Casserole that Kitt52 rated. It's easy enough and family friendly. Here is the link: recipes.sparkpeo
It's been an eventful week in my little world. I m retired so my world is smaller than it was when I worked. I love retirement and thinking I am in charge of my day. Then things don't go quite as planned. I use the word "planned" in a loose way since I am a meanderer, easily distracted, and wondering off in a carefree, upbeat way. Life is too short not to enjoy each moment.
A few years ago I replaced the La-z-boy recliner with a lift chair/recliner. You know how it gets as these bones get older and arthritis takes it's toll. The chair is really comfy. So annoying when I miss the end of movies because I fall asleep!
The repairman has been out a few times when things go wrong with the chair. Glad I bought locally instead of online. Now the hand-held control may have a short in it because it stopped working on Tuesday evening when I decided I needed to get up to go to the bathroom. Panic! Getting stuck in a reclining position is always in the back of my mind, so I have ambivalent feelings of wariness about the chair. Have you ever tried to get out of a chair stuck in the Recline position? Easy feat for the young but not for someone my age. My niece was pushing me from behind as I tried to stand up, and my great-niece was trying to push the footrest down a little so I could slide out the side. We must have made quite a picture. Oh, my quirky sense of humor is making me laugh at the picture.
The nice repairman came out Wednesday and said he had to order a new hand-held control. Today is Friday and I am still waiting to use my chair. I have a stack of books to read and favorite television programs I am missing. I can't sit in any old chair if I want to get back up without calling 911 to get me up, so I've been banished to my desk or bed, being mindful of doctor's orders to elevate feet as much as possible. As a friend said this week, "The struggle is real."
In the Summer we spend one week every month visiting family up north. Thursday was to be our first trip of the year. The car was packed, ready to go.
Sis hasn't been feeling well, fatigued and not breathing well. She has trouble breathing caused by exposure to a toxic substance years ago when working. She woke early and felt she should go to the emergency room to make sure it wasn't pneumonia again. It wasn't, but they decided to keep her for a few days to give her meds and get her breathing better.
Upon discharge, they set her up for home oxygen. She is having a hard time accepting that and learning to adjust.
It reminds me of times I've thrown an inner hissy fit and asked God "Why?" As caregiver for my mother years ago, I was upset when she would think she was "no good" because she had always been full of energy and industrious and creative, and now she could no longer do the things she wanted to do. I didn't understand then, but I sure do now. It is little help to know that your value to your loved ones comes from WHO you are, not based on what you can do. For those reading this, you will understand when you reach your golden years.
I copied this quote from SPEDED2 awhile ago: "if you don't move, there are no golden years. just years of pain." My aunt used to remark with a chuckle that the golden years are a bit tarnished. Oh my gosh, when I think of the fantastic plans I had for retirement, not realizing that they depended on my health remaining the same as when I made the plans!
So this week is being spent at home, and I'm loving it. Our monthly trips have been getting harder for both of us. As always, I work on improving health. I love Spark People and all the wonderful people here. You make my world bigger and brighter.