Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts

Sunday, February 9, 2020

Sunday Stroke Survival:My Get Up and Go, Got Up and Went

There's a small ton of stuff I could be doing: there's fiber to spin, a slew of new knitting patterns to make, preserves and frozen vegetables to can, soups to make, seeds to start, and even new animals to tend, but with these gray, rainy days of winter my get up and go has got up and went away. I lack the motivation to do any of it. Blah!!

I've got the winter doldrums bad. It doesn't help that living post stroke makes it doubly difficult to move around outside without slipping in clay mud. I do the bare minimum. We haven't gotten any snow this year, just flurries that melts when it touches the ground. It's been a wet, rainy winter. I can't even go into the bunny/chicken hoop house without doing the slippery-sliding dance for balance. Even the moments of joyful bunny Eskimo kisses and their antics only bring a short lived smile to my face. We've got to replace the tarp covering. But that takes more energy than either us have.

SIGH! 

It's time to find something fun to do! Something we haven't done in a while. Hmm, er, hmm. Do you see the smoke coming from my ears as the wheel in my brain turn? Money has been tight for months while saving to replace Mel's truck. She's against buying one on credit so options are limited. Even going out for a pizza has been put on the back burner, but I may spurge this month and do just that. We both need a break. A glass of wine for Mel and her cat, and a large pizza that we can eat on for a couple of days sure sounds good. Plus, it's a meal I didn't have to cook or clean up after.

Maybe for Valentine's Day (neither one of us have a sweetie to spoil us) or there about. I wish there was something decent to watch at the movie theater. Most of what I see advertised or previews are junk that hold no interest for either of us. Then there is the expense of the theater. I can remember paying a quarter to get into the movies. Now it's $10-$15 a person. That's outrageous! No wonder why people pay for Netflix, HBO, and the like, but the downside is you don't leave home or interact with other people. We need to break the rut we are in and do something different. We need to get out and away from the homestead. Spend a couple hours and not at doctors, nor have to dos to recharge our batteries so we can tackle all our have to dos.

Okay, pizza it is. I think we'll forego the patio dining like we usually do. Thirty degrees is a bit chilly for that. It's amazing how with a little typing and sorting through thoughts a solution is found.

Nothing is impossible.

Saturday, December 8, 2018

Preparing for Winter Storms

The weather folks are calling for the first snow fall for this winter this weekend. It usually doesn't happen until January! But it doesn't hurt to be prepared. Down in our little hollow we'll see some but not near as much as some parts of the country.

As homesteaders, we are pretty well prepared for as eventuality, but other folks are not so lucky. I also know that many of y'all live north of the Mason-Dixon line too so winter storms are nothing to y'all. Just as hurricane preparedness is to us on the east and west coasts. Or, tornadoes in the Plains. Still bad weather puts a crimp in anybody's style.

As a stroke survivor, or any impaired person, preparedness is doubly important.We have speech, medical needs, and mobility issues that can't be ignored. I know with all the snow and more importantly the ice will cause me additional problems. Most of this blog is common sense for all storm preparedness.

My van cannot make it up the 1/4 mile, 100' rise. It will slide all the way down. But we've got Mel's 4-wheel drive, 8-cylinder truck to get out if necessary. It's a monster, but it runs. Being short, 5' squat, it's difficult to get into, but it just takes more effort to get in and out of. Worse comes to worst I can drive it to Atlanta on Tuesday. The interstates should be pretty cleared by then.

As with any bad weather, being prepared ahead of time is crucial. We are luckier than most because we live and work on our small homestead. We have everything we need within easy reach. The rabbits and chickens are within easy reach, maybe a total of 20' from the back door to tend to the animals, gather eggs, etc. No trudging 1/2 an acre in snow and ice to get to them. The food storage building is bulging within 5' of the back door. I planned it all this way on purpose given my disabilities. I learned from my first winter here.I work hard all summer and fall to make sure my pantry is full by November.

As far as electrical needs go, we have a Harbor Freight solar panel kit. It's attached to two deep cell batteries. With the inverter, we can pull power off of that in a pinch. It's enough to recharge batteries of computers and cell phones. In winter there is an advantage over summer storms, you can take your frozen or refrigerator food stuff and put it in the snow to keep it that way. We'll bury the big ice chests in the snow for use as a refrigerator.

But heat is another story. You gotta stay warm. Extra blankets are put on the beds. Which causes me the problem of getting out of bed in the morning even with a ball under the covers just from sheer weight. But I'll do it to stay warm.

We heat with wood, so a full cord of wood is placed on the front porch and a another cord is within 20' of the front porch. As a back up we have electric heaters, but that will do us no good without power. My black trashcans filled with kindling are moved to the front and back porches for easier access. Yeah, it looks like a flat mess, but inside we're cozy by the heat of the fire.

It's also time to break out the heavy coats, sweaters, and other such cold weather wear. Dressing in layers is the key I learned from living up north. You can always shed layers if you get too hot, but it sure feels good for the warmth.

With the days getting shorter, light becomes an issue. Various tasks need light to be accomplished. You can't read, you can't cook, or do anything after sunset without a source of light. For this we have several options candles, oil lamps, battery operated flashlight and lamps, and even shake lights. Remember the solar panel kit and the batteries? In a pinch we can recharge batteries off of them. We can go weeks without ever leaving our homestead and be perfectly fine. A month would be stretching it, but we could if we had to.

Cooking food, could be a problem for you. Cans of Sterno come to mind if you're are not like us with a wood stove with a cook top. Or, "Are You s Survivalist or a Prepper?" you can use old cans to build a rocket stove like I talk about in my book. There are quite a few helpful tidbits in there. (shameless self promotion plug).  But think about how you are going to heat your food or prepare your meals. I've got a propane stove, the wood stove, a rocket stove, and a charcoal grill with about 50 lbs of briquettes. Not to mention the gas cooktops out in the summer kitchen. I think I'm set if the power goes out it this respect, how about you?  I guess you could always just open up the can or jar and eat it just like it is. Speaking of which, can you use, or do you own a non electric can opener? I can my own jars so all it takes is a church key or bottle opener to open my jars. It makes my life simpler. You will burn more calories trying to stay warm.

Water is the most overlooked item you have to have. The average person needs at least one gallon of fluids per person a day to maintain their bodies. Just for general purposes we keep 5-5 gallon bottles of water in our storage building. This is set aside for drinking water. You can add at least another gallon of water per person each day for hygiene needs.Sure you can melt snow for this purpose providing you have access to fairly clean snow. We did this every winter at my grandmother's house. There were no de-icing products, animals, cars, factories or the like where we gathered this snow from. It was clean snow.

Now that food, warmth, water, and lighting are taken care of, what about activities? Do you have activities that you can do without electricity? I mean, sure you can go outside to make snow angels and toboggan down the closest hills for a while, but eventually you'll have to come indoors. Now what? Nothing makes time sluggishly tick away on a clock than doing nothing. Ask me how I know this? Go ahead and ask me. You can't hop on the internet, lighting is limited, even your  smart phone and computer batteries will run low and have to be recharged. For us, a pile of books, spinning, crocheting and knitting eats away at boredom. We'll often loose track of time and hours while go by. What will you do?

Just some thoughts on being the prepared for this first winter storm of 2018. Many more will come before it's spring again and then we prepare for hurricane season. Yes, even in the north GA foothills. Hurricane Irma taught us that lesson.

Nothing is impossible.

Sunday, January 7, 2018

Sunday Stroke Survival: The Weather Outside is Frightful...

The weather forecast today, sleet with a strong chance of snow.
Come on. It's a sing-a-long!
 Oh the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
And since we've no place to go,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
Yes, it's winter. Two arctic dips with more to follow until the spring thaw.  But inside it's warm and cozy. Thanks to the church's delivery of a cord of wood. The wood stove is chugging away. Actually, we usually keep at least half a cord on hand all year long.

With the bone chilling, colder weather comes the ever lengthening slew of problems that are associated with age and having lived the life as fully as I have. Arthritis aches with Rice Krispies early awakening (snaps, crackles, and pops) are a daily occurrence. Not that I'm complaining, but I'm just stating facts. Living post stroke only adds to the reality that I ain't even a fall hen anymore. Namely the spasticity worsens as the weather turns frosty. My hands and arms bear the ugly, blackened burn marks from touching the wood stove while loading wood in it one handed. But it's not just me, Mel has her full share too. Oh, to be able to afford a front loading wood stove. Even a used one.

I'm not nearly as cute trying to get up.
Falls happen with more frequency in spite of being extra cautious of how slippery ice and snow are. My new shoes make every piece of imaginary carpet lint a trip hazard. With the Dantrolene causing temperature intolerance (side effect) doesn't help the situation. I find myself shivering when the outside and inside temperatures fall below 60. That's not like me at all. But my pain from the spasticity is definitely more manageable. Unlike the Zanaflex that either zombified me, or had me shedding tears with each spasm. I can always put more clothes on.

So if you are reading this and thinking I'm miserable, don't worry. I'm not. I actually love the winter months. Granted living in south Georgia for decades did thin my blood some, but I really do like the temperature fluctuations here in north Georgia. The Bible talks about all things having a season. This is just that...a change in the seasons of my life. I accept this for what it is. Within a few short years, I'll be a great grandmother. It just is what it is.

Someone has a sick sense of humor
Maybe if I hadn't had my strokes, I'd be fighting against this aging process. You know the mighty IF, but there's no changing what is. As humans, we always look for something to blame or play what-if mind games with ourselves, don't we? The fact is that I had strokes. Yes, I'm still fighting to recover what I lost with each one, but as time marches on, I realize that yes, my life was changed forever, but it is not so bad. I mean things can always be worse. Just thinking about the possible worse is terrifying. It makes me thankful that I'm not in that situation.

The truth is my strokes only marginally changed my direction. I had plans and continued along my desired path with a few adjustments. I'm still doing what I want or need to do. I may have to ask for help on occasion, but that's okay. I didn't get where I am or become who I am without help along the way. Granted now, it may be asking for help in different ways than I did before. "Help! I've fallen and I can't get up." There's someone around that can help me up. This is the major adjustment in my plans instead it only being me and single handed homesteader.

Speaking of helping me up. I've noticed that it is taking me longer and it's harder getting up. Sure getting up after a fall since my strokes has always been problematic, but now, I'm having extreme difficulty rising from standard sofas. In part, I blame the abuse my left (functioning) knee and hip has had to carry the burden since my strokes. I've even noticed a touch of carpal tunnel syndrome in my left (functioning) wrist.  I asked my PT, "what can they do about it now?" I mean think about it. Under normal circumstances, immobilization and/or surgery would be the treatment. But given that it's the only fully functioning limbs I have, it's just out of the question even for a week or longer. Yes, I do know some double amputees that still can do. But as difficult as it has been to figure out how to continue doing has been, to make do with even less is mind boggling even if is only temporary. I just prefer not to.

I asked my therapist what can be done about the atrophying muscles in my right calf. I was told that I'm doing everything I can and should do. While this is comforting, it doesn't change the fact that it is happening. I just have to bide my time until I can get out of my AFO permanently. The fact that it took five years to see the marked changes in my calves, shows the diligence I used with my leg exercises. This atrophy in the calf could also account for my "new" difficulty rising too. It "rapid" onset in the past year can be attributed to the spasticity also. Notice how this is cylindrical in nature this is. So maybe I'm grasping at straws continuing to hope that the people at Emory can help. But for now, some hope is better than none.

So while the weather outside is frightful, I'm cozy and warm inside most of the time. But that in itself can be dangerous, Without the busyness of outdoors, I'm left with too much time to ponder these things. Indoor activities leave my mind idle while my hands are busy with knitting or spinning. Come on. Sing with me. Then my focus can be remembering all the words, enunciating the words correctly, and staying on key.

Nothing is impossible.