My daughter is grateful for all the NO BENDING backup. I am, too, and have been very good all day. She left this morning to go home to fulfill some obligations and will return Monday and stay until after my post-op appointment Thursday. I sure miss her! She got a lot done, so I won’t have any reason to bend.
My son is still sick but says he’s turned the corner. His wife is out of town on business, but he seems to be managing OK. He’s a big boy, but I worry because every illness triggers the asthma, and after the ambulance ride and ICU when he was little, I tend to worry more than I should.
A big thanks for the grabber recommendations. My daughter searched locally at a number of stores, including WalMart, and they were out of stock everywhere, so I ordered the ones Red recommended (THANK YOU!). They arrived today, and they work well. Boo, your suggestion about paper dishes is great. Mine are on a bottom shelf, but I’ll see if the grabber can get them.
The itching is driving me slap crazy, and it isn’t from healing. It’s my wonky mast cells. It’s confined to the swelling on the left side of the incision. I’m not scratching it because just touching it is painful, but it’s aggravating. I find myself growling. I’ve been slathering cortisone cream on it and icing it, but relief is minimal. That’s the breaks.
Hippie, WONDERFUL news on the health front! Hooray!
Tater, I’ve been reading your posts about your mom. I’m sorry. It shouldn’t be this hard. And you don’t need the stress.
FCM, it sounds like there were plenty of ribs at the BBQ, and some to spare.
I once read an article where they asked various designers why there weren’t more and bigger pockets in women’s clothing. Oh, the shuddering and clutching of hair! “They ruin the line!” So there you have it, folks. Forget needing a place to stash keys and cell phones! It’s the line that counts! Up next: Foot-Binding is Back! Then it’s on to “Thanx to Spanx: How My Pancreas Met My Kidneys.”
I’m very tired and am already thinking about going to bed. I should eat dinner first. Daughter left lemon shrimp in white wine for my dinner–and it’s on the top shelf–no bending!