Another Reason I Quit Posting - "The Falls"
Near the end of August 2020 I was walking out to the laundry room and fell hard onto my left hip. The pain was intense, was concerned that it might be broken, but laid there doing breathing exercises till I was able to get up. Two of the daughters who are nurses examined me and tested my leg for breakage and I didn't go to the ER. I did take very good care of myself during my recovery and used a walker for about a month, then graduated to a cane. Alas, about the time I was getting good with the cane I fell again, but luckily enough it was the other hip and not so hard as the first one. I spent a lot of the fall months in bed. Tried to stay as active as possible and read a lot of big fat books. And, now I have "fear of falling", oh joyous malady. I hope that goes away as I continue to improve.
With the talk of perhaps losing LJ, I did want to write about the falls since it took up so much of my time and contributed to my lack of desire to write. I've had to accept that I'll never be able to work as hard as I used you, but I've also accepted that it's about time I just do whatever the fuck strikes my fancy at any given moment.
The falls are related to a knee injury sustained in 1963 when I was 17. I am not wanting a replacement. It doesn't hurt and I have a lovely new brace that gives me more confidence in walking. After all if Putin doesn't blow us up or knock out the grid I'll soon be planting spinach.
I do love LJ. Hopefully it will still be here for a while longer. que sera' sera' I did fiddle a bit with all the ways one is supposed to export/import blog entries, except one that requires money. I failed at them all. I think I have part of his journal saved somewhere. It probably doesn't matter any way. Not much does these days.
Love to all...