I am participating in the March Slice of Life Story Challenge. Thanks to the co-authors of Two Writing Teachers for creating this supportive community.
January was a blur. February was a little better. Now it’s March, and my sights are set on March 30 when it will be a full three months since I had my right knee replaced. I am getting better every day, but for many weeks I did nothing more than exercise and rest (Allan would say I also sighed a lot). But with lots of time to think, here are ten things I learned over the past two months.
- Physical therapy is grueling.
- Being a good care-giver does not necessarily mean you will be a good care-receiver. In other words, I’m a terrible patient. (Allan should probably be elevated to sainthood).
- Get-well cards and phone calls really do lift your spirits.
- Friends who stop by with meals and/or other assorted goodies are angels.
- When you are told it will be a full three months of recovery and physical therapy before you are feeling back to normal, believe it.
- Physical therapy is grueling (worth repeating that one).
- Even after forty years of not having much to do with meal planning and preparation, your husband can learn his way around the grocery store and the kitchen.
- You know it’s time to start getting out more and doing more when “The Price Is Right” becomes the highlight of your day.
- Learning to nap well is an art.
- Being helped into your pajamas, tucked into bed, and kissed good-night is comforting at any age.