Despite the fact that my world has gotten smaller lately, I still find that I look forward to the weekends. Two whole days to do what I want without physical therapy, or occupational therapy or a nurse coming over.
I enjoy my therapy and know it is necessaryright now. I am making slow progress but progress despite some setbacks. Everyone who has come has been kind and encouraging and has lifted me up when I was emotionally down. I’ve been impressed with them and very appreciative.
We bought a new mattress yesterday. It was long overdue, but hubby has been reluctant to buy it without me helping to try it out. It is just too difficult for me to leave the house now, so he had to make the choice himself. We found a sears outlet store with 80% off and thought we would be able to buy something without spending an arm and a leg. It’s been at least 20-25 years since we bought our last mattress and I was starting to fall into the dips and indentions. I was afraid I might fall in so far they wouldn’t find me one day, and the rest it provided was long gone.
The new one was delivered the same afternoon but looked taller than the old one and a little daunting for one who is handicapped and slightly unstable when standing and maneuvering. It was more firm than I was used to, and bothered some of my arthritis, but it was an improvement on the old. Getting into it from my walker was fine. The second test was to find out how it was when walking along the furniture from the bathroom, leaning on the bed for support and then turning around and sitting. That also went fine. It was a tad taller since it is new and firm and it supported me when I leaned on it. Change has always been scary to me, especially when it wasn’t my idea and it is even more daunting at this place in my life. So, this change will be good, I just have to get used to it.
Today has been spent reading new blogs, taking a nap, and watching some t.v. Nothing too exciting or strenuous, just a day of rest and relaxation. Tomorrow is the start of a new week and therapy again. The 4th is a holiday and my mother’s birthday. I’ll have to remember to give her a call. She’s going to be 89 and doing great. Have a good week and see you next time. The journey continues…