Journal page

Since I haven't been able to spend time in my studio

I thought I'd share a journal page that I've been working on

for a couple of weeks.

This is for an online class with Juliana Coles--Field Notes, a book of reminders.

Juliana had asked me a couple of times to continue to work on the page, 

and take it further.

Going outside (for the assignment) was out of the question.

There is enough right in front of you, to teach you something.

My days are/were filled with medication, exercises, Dr. appts., PT appts.,

For the first 2 weeks, I needed to use a walker. 

One day my eyes welled with tears, my thoughts were

swirling with the idea that with the walker I can walk, I am liberated,

without the walker, I can't walk, I am humbled.

The checkerboard represents taking things one day at a time.

We can't rush healing.  It happens when it's ready on its own schedule.

It was good to journal my feelings of this experience.

I drew my self portrait on the prescription info sheet,

the med bottle on an an exercise sheet from PT.

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I see the Dr. on Tues, hoping he will let me drive and go back to work on Wed.

The walker is in the basement (!), using a crutch now.

Off all meds!

Things are moving along nicely.

Thank you for your prayers and thoughts,

and thank you so much for visiting!

Knee Update....

Post surgery is going very, very well.  Everyday I am getting stronger.

Grateful for that.

 

This is a CPM machine (continuous passive motion).

I have to spend several hours a day with my leg on here.

It slowly bends and straightens my knee.

The degree of bend can be adjusted, so everyday I bump it up a little.

I also spend much of the day wrapped in a Polar Cooler.

The cooler is filled with ice and water, there is a pump that circulates the cold water through the knee cuff and keeps the swelling down.

Here are my marching orders from Claudia, my physical therapist.

She's wonderful and great to work with.

We often see smiling faces, pregnant bellies & etc. on blogs.

We don't often see peoples scars, but this is where many of us are at.

This is life for me right now, it really doesn't look that bad, does it?

Not even 2 weeks from surgery.  

If it weren't for joint replacement, I would be in bad shape at age 51.

This really is not short of miraculous.

(I really didn't mean to gross you out ;)

Most of all, I miss my girls.  They are being boarded at the shelter for a while longer.  Paul is doing a great job taking care of me, but the girls on top of that is a little to much right now.  Perhaps I can persuade him by telling him how much they will help me heal just by being here.  What do you think?

Thanks for visiting!!