flying crawling by!
I’m four weeks post arm/shoulder surgery today.
I’m beginning to sneak a few fun things into my daily life.
About a week ago, I spent a great evening up in L.A., visiting with my daughter and some out of town friends.
I also went out and about with a few (local) friends for a few hours one night last weekend.
Fred and I went to a “Newfapalooza” – a Dog Party for about thirty (30!!!) Southern California Newfies on Sunday.
A picture of *some* of the Newfoundland Dogs – at Newfapalooza April 2016.
Do you remember the Dog Party in the book Go Dog Go?
I loved that book as a child and the Newfapalooza reminded me of the book.
Fred’s brain nearly exploded (in a good way!) at the sight of so many other giant dogs.
(He was the biggest Newfie there, and he’s not done growing yet! Fred is a very big boy!)
Fred The Newf is in front of the gentleman in the red sweatshirt. Happy dogs!
Fred had a great time at Newfapalooza, and then he came home and slept like the giant, loudly snoring, baby he is.
I had to be exceptionally careful with my arm around all those giant dogs, but I was –
And, it worked out great.
I’m permitted to take my sling off when I’m watching TV/reading/relaxing on the couch at home.
I wear it whenever I “do” anything and/or leave the house.
I’m allowed to drive … sling off for driving, and back on when I get to my destination.
Some things are very difficult and/or impossible – like grocery shopping and cooking.
I’m still wearing legging-type pants so I can get them on and off with one hand.
Physical therapy hurts some, but it’s not bad.
My arm is already able to move more than it has for ten years.
(So ok, Paul Newman is moving it more than I am, but still …!)
It’s very exciting, and amazing, all at the same time.
I watch Paul Newman move my arm and I think, “Wow! Look at THAT!”
I’m pretty sure (since PT doesn’t hurt HIM) Paul Newman is even more excited than I am.
My brain no longer fully understands how to control my arm …
It’s a re-learning process, but that’s to be expected after so many years.
The only time I seem to need pain meds is after PT which is very normal this early on.
I admit, I get frustrated because I want to do so much more than I can do.
I’ve waited for ten years to do many things.
And yes, I’d given up hope of ever doing most of them.
But now that some of those things *might* become a reality, I can’t seem to stand waiting one more minute.
I know I need patience …!
The hardest thing in the world right now is not being able to use my camera.
But, I keep telling myself, I will (hopefully) be able to use it so much more than I ever have once I heal.
Baby steps …!!