I'm heading off to the surgery center in a bit. Yes, I'm nervous. No, I didn't get everything I wanted done but I did accomplish a lot in the past two weeks around the house.
I'll be non-weight-bearing for six weeks. I'm a total klutz using crutches on the staircase. I mean, a serious case of klutziness. I can barely walk on a flat floor with them but I've been practicing. As I think I've said here before, I'm ambidextrous. Although I now focus on my right hand, my left hand is in constant motion. For instance, I mouse left-handed. I played reed instruments for years using two hands simultaneously. I played basketball in high school and dribbled with both hands. But for the life of me, I cannot use crutches. I get my left leg going where my right leg should be ... it's not pretty.
I don't know exactly how the upstairs/downstairs thing will work when I get home. Bedrooms and full baths are upstairs. But I know me well enough to know that I'll figure something out. I've readied the sleeper sofa downstairs just in case.
Penny is boarded until further notice. I have hired someone to come a couple of hours each day to get me up and bathed and dressed, maybe fed. Friends and loved ones will, I'm sure, be checking in on me. It'll work. It just won't be fun at all.
This year has been a total waste for me, hasn't it?
I'm going to set up my Ezi table with a Bernina in the main house. I have three quilts that need bindings. I hope to be able to work on those in a couple of weeks. I know I won't feel like doing them right away but my goal is to get them finished before I'm weight-bearing again. That's a small goal. I can do that.
The thing I'm dreading most is the anesthesia. I get so sick no matter what anti-nausea stuff they give me. I mean, sick as a dog for 48 hours. Then it's over. So that's another small goal for me - not be sick for the first 48 hours. I'm going to try real hard to do that, too.
Thanks in advance for any good thoughts sent my way today. I'll talk to everyone on the flip side!