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reflecting and relaxing

it's that time of year...no pollen, not too hot (so the windows can be open), and the rain is falling in intermittant patterns. and that big swoosh of air you heard yesterday? No, that wasn't the wind. it was me, exhaling in relief, for the last of the Easter costumes were washed/repaired. d.o.n.e. :)

as of yesterday, when people ask me "how's your elbow?" I can now honestly say "It's healing." For the first time since the fall I can use my fingers without varying degrees of pain, I can not only hold a pen, but I can WRITE. It might not be as neat as before, but it is legible and does look somewhat like my handwriting. I can TOTALLY, although still slowly, turn my right hand from palm up to palm down WITHOUT ANY PAIN IN MY WRIST OR ARM!!! :) I'm now typing with two hands again, though my elbow doesn't always feel up to using the shift key still.  I can now somewhat stretch with my arm, though not far or by any means straight. Fixing my hair, cooking, and adjusting clothes after trips to the "necessary" are still difficult, but they are no longer excruciating, frustrating experiences. Most of my outside bruises are gone. In case you haven't figured it out, I am doing the happy dance in my heart.

So what's next? Well, I was able to press the reverse button on my sewing machine with minimal pain yesterday, so I'm thinking that means I should be able to press the button to shift gears in my car by the weekend! :)  And if not, my dear husband and wonderful mom-in-law will get to haul me to the grocery store and other such places tomorrow or tomorrow night.

and the pain is subsiding somewhat in my leg/hip area, so I'm hoping that come Monday I can pick up the phone and cancel the physical therapy appointment.

the frustration is lessening. I really don't mind being stuck at home; it's not being able to do anything (or do anything well) that drives me crazy. but i suppose in some ways the not sleeping at night has been a help there as well, because I've taken a LOT of naps these last few weeks. Sometimes for me that seems to be the best medicine.

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Ahhhhhh ... naps ... If anyone ever needs proof of God ;-)

Great work on all those costumes! I hope you heal quickly. Then you'll be able to watch my kids sooner ;-)

"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord."

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