Ensconced

Well, I’ve been home for 3 days now. It is great, though not without its awkwardnesses. Having your legs stiff outstretched and only being able to put pressure on one of them makes maneuvering a challenge. I can get most anywhere in the house with either my walker or my wheelchair, but not quickly and often not quietly.

Carrying stuff with me is an additional challenge. We have hung pockets on the side and front of the walker but the wheelchair is almost too wide to go thru doors as it is. I have taken to using one of Mary’s shoulder bags, which works reasonably well for smaller objects. And Mary has even created a rig to carry one of my grabber devices attached to the strap. Now the key is trying to plan my activities so that I have all I need in one place. Having to go back to where I started because I forgot a key element is much more of a nuisance than it used to be.

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Speaking of grabbers, here is a shot of my latest collection.

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My days are going well. I have a physical therapist coming twice a week. She left a list of exercises for me to do. I guess I should start doing them soon. My appetite is considerably diminished from pre-accident days. Everything looks good, tastes good, but I just don’t seem to have room for much. Disconcerting since I was used to cleaning my plate, having seconds, and then looking for more. Not that this is a bad thing. Just very different.

Nights are less amusing. Typically, after supper I will get hit with a wave of sleepiness and zonk out for an hour. And then I am wide awake. No discomfort, just sleepless with nothing to do and without the will to do anything useful. So I lie in my chair and fret about how little there is to do. This is not entirely new. I had nights like that before the accident. But at that time I could go for a walk and try to sort it out. Now I pretty much have to just lie there, watching the clock creep around. Sometimes the clock will jump a couple of hours. But it doesn’t feel like I slept.

The rehab center sent me home with a prescription for a sleeping pill. I’ll try those tonight.

Aiming to go to church tomorrow. We’ll see how that goes.