Monday, August 13, 2012

Don't Get Your Panties in a Wad

It's been almost three weeks since my last post! Time flies when you are not having fun. Almost as quickly as when you are having fun. I wish.

My recovery is at a stand still, almost. I've had to stop occupational therapy because of the muscle spasms and spasticity in my arm. When one stops the other kicks in making my progress take a couple steps back. It is frustrating, but on a lighter note, I am getting some writing done. Not editing though. It's just to difficult to do that yet. The same goes for formatting so if you want an e-copy of one of my books they are still available on Smashwords and other distributors other than Amazon.

One more thing on an ever growing to-do list. I ended up hiring a painter for my home, and my oldest daughter cut my grass and weed-wacked. I know my neighbors are thankful. So I've been supervising. I have progressed to a cane instead of the walker so there is some progress on the health front. The combination of doctors have now found the cause of my stroke. A small blood clot was thrown off my cardiac stent. Of course the Coumadin has dissolved any proof, but its in their learned opinion that my heart attack and subsequent stent placement six years ago came back and bit me in the butt. Who am I to argue?

Now to the title of this blog and my current work in progress. What's in a title?  I wanted something catchy. I wanted something that would make you smile. I wanted something all stroke survivors could relate to. Something which stressed not stressing the condition.

The title came from a conversation I had with my baby sister after I got back from the hospital. Going to the toilet after a stroke give a whole new meaning to the phrase. It took me almost two weeks of trying to pull my panties up one handed until I didn't get them twisted in a wad and have to ask for assistance in pulling them up.

That's after a week of learning how to wipe my own butt after a minor #2. Keep in mind I didn't have use of one leg and one arm. Now lean forward and use the hand you don't normally use to accomplish the task being careful not to lean forward too far. A video would have been better but wouldn't want to gross y'all out.

It was all about balance. That's the thing about's all about balance. If you have pain you've got to have pain free times to appreciate it. When you are struggling you've got to be able to step back and laugh at yourself.

Keep writing and loving the Lord.

1 comment:

  1. Jo, I admire your sense of humor about it all. Sometimes you have to laugh to keep from crying. Thanks for the update. You're still in my prayers.


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