Wednesday, April 7, 2021

Spring Has Sprung

It was so wonderful to have my family here!  No masks, indoors, eating and talking and laughing together.  I was in my happy place all day!   Jack followed his family tradition of having everyone make and wear a pair of bunny ears, bringing a new tradition to my family.  My grands have grown so much, but the people I know and love are still in there!  And it was so very good to finally hug them all.  The day went by much too quickly.

In less happy news, my 'good' foot has gotten worse and my Apple watch has been nagging at me, telling me each day that I am not walking as much as I  normally do.  Sheesh, give me a break, Apple.    The left ankle-area has gotten progressively worse since I broke my right foot last year.  Sometimes I can walk with just significant pain, and sometimes it is so painful that I can't even stand on it.  The ankle bends with no difficulty and it doesn't hurt to touch, but there is a bump there and walking is often impossible.  My worst fear was that the doctor would tell me, as seems more common these days, that it is just "minor arthritis" and I would have to learn to live with it.   And, except that he said "severe advanced" instead of "minor," that is pretty much what he said.  Surgery won't help, too much walking will make it worse, and all I can do is try orthotics and anti inflammatories to make it a little more comfortable.   Not the news I was hoping to hear because I really wanted to get out and walking  again now that the weather is getting pleasant.  I'm gaining weight and getting stir crazy.   Jack thinks maybe a cane will help, I am just hoping that something does.  Ironically, the broken foot is finally healing well, and walking would help that one because the healing bone has shortened the tendon a bit.  I will do foot exercises to help with that but the left-foot prognosis is basically grin and bear it.

Jack's daughter's pregnancy is in full bloom and she is looking beautiful.  Her mom has refused to have the Covid vaccines and so will not be able to be there when her first grandchild is born.  I feel heartbroken about that, that she has been so mislead that she is giving up this priceless moment.  Jack and I have offered to go to D.C. help out so, depending on a variety of factors, that might happen.  We are not keen on travel right now, but we are very keen on family.  This wouldn't even be an option, of course, if we were not fully vaccinated, so we are grateful for that.

Not a lot of sewing got done this week, just a little of this and that: a rainbow block, a couple of baby quilts and a Secret Santa gift.  I've just started another quilt top and hope to finish it up this week, and I have a stack of smaller projects to complete.

I have several minor appointments scheduled this month so I am hoping the new baby will work around my schedule!  Ha, not to worry, I will clear the deck when he decides to make  his appearance.   I've thought a lot lately about when my first Grand was born.  His parents were in Louisiana and I was in Michigan.   I got the call at work that they were at the hospital and I left immediately for the airport, where I took a standby flight and got there in plenty of time for his birth.  I wouldn't have given up that miracle for the world.  It still takes my breath away.

1 comment:

Julierose said...

Oh so sorry to hear about your ankle/foot woes--that cannot be fun!! Trying a can may be a good idea for at least a little walking. Lovely projects you have in the works; I am still at it sewing up my pre-cut mini charms. Sewing square by square by square--ye gods, I am losing my mind!!
Anyhoo.....hugs, Julierose