Friday Fragments

With two other days of tidbits, I don’t have much for this fragments post.

Incident:  I can get into so much trouble when left alone, and yesterday was a good example. My husband was going to be gone all day, working at the store. That usually doesn’t bother me, but yesterday I felt a bit ‘off.’ I struggled to get around, and finally just set myself in front of the TV. A few hours went by, and I went to get up for a potty break. My leg gave out, and I fell back onto the loveseat. Unfortunately, my butt didn’t land there, and I did a slow slide to the floor. I wasn’t hurt, but I knew I couldn’t get up. I was too close to the side table to get into a position to haul myself up. I tried for fifteen minutes, but nothing worked. My husband would be home in less than a half-hour, but I was getting very uncomfortable. I ended up calling him, and he left immediately. He’s only ten minutes away, so I tried to relax. He tried to do a pull up from the front – he had no room to maneuver. He tried from the side – I could see his back was hurting. He tried moving things for me to grasp – didn’t work. He finally called 911, and two police officers were there in minutes. They simply put their one hand on my back and the other under my arm. In two seconds, I was standing and secure. I was also very embarrassed – that’s never happened before. They pushed my apologies aside and accepted my heartfelt thanks. I’m sure the neighbors were wondering why two patrol cars sped up to my house. I’ll let them surmise!

I wanted to get a bagel tray to send over to them, but my husband said they can’t take gifts. I’ll write a letter to the chief and the mayor, commending them for their service.

Aftermath: With that incident embedded in my mind, now I have to deal with my fears. I’m so afraid of going down again that I’m taking just little steps, and I ask my husband to help me a lot. He doesn’t mind, but he tries to calm me by telling me that my mind plays tricks on me. I fret and stew, and then I can’t do anything – walk, do stairs, and pivot. My legs are lead with suction cups for feet. Even though I’m all right, I let myself believe I can’t do it. So this morning, he had to help me with my shower, getting dressed, and coming downstairs. I can’t live with this fear hanging over me. I’ll be alone again tomorrow, and already I’m nervous. I may try some new techniques to use today while my husband is here. Otherwise, I may do a repeat of yesterday.

Waiting:  My daughter and SIL ended up putting a bid on just one house – the one I preferred. They’re supposed to get a response today or tomorrow. My fingers are crossed because if they don’t get this one, the search begins anew. My daughter said they may just settle on their present home, and rent until they find something. I hope it won’t come to that. So, we ‘also serve, who only sit and wait.’ [The Odyssey]

Books/TV:  I gave up on Winter’s Tale – I just couldn’t get into it. So I moved on to The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins and I’m really enjoying it. I heard they’re going to make a movie from it, too. I still have two more books in my stash, and I’ll start one of them soon.

Next week all the new shows begin and I’ll be sucked in. I started going to bed earlier this summer, so I’ll be recording a lot.

That’s it for this week. Have a great weekend.

Peace,

Muff