It is Wednesday afternoon.
I am sitting on my porch enjoying a gentle breeze as the day turns into evening.
I have given my daughter the “privilege” of using the family vehicle to go to the grocery store and pick up a few things for dinner. I love this short season in a new driver’s life when their new found sense of freedom out ways any sense of obligation or chore. I remember it in my own life. I was willing to run and pick up my brothers at school or church events. We needed a gallon of milk…toss me the keys and I was your man. I will admit it is kind of hard not to feel like I am “taking advantage” of the desire for freedom…but hey, she has to learn sometime. She just pulled back into the driveway. I can feel my blood pressure dropping…now I can relax a little more and talk of other things.
I went to the gym today. I met with Kristi, one of the trainers, to talk about how I can exercise and what would be good for me. To be honest I am growing tired of what I am calling the “old mans shuffle”. I have never been a great athlete…but I have at least been in decent shape. These days my joints ache and I find I move at the lightning speed of a sloth. Standing up takes effort. There are times I am not stable and especially in crowds I find I am less than steady on my feet. The other day I was helping my brother, Nancy and Rayann do some work around the home and ended up flat on my back. We were clearing out a section of the yard/forest/overgrown mess. I was mainly supervising. I was told that was my job. I did it pretty well until there was this mess of vines that “just needed to come down”. They were growing up into the trees and were going to kill everything if we did not take care of them. When nobody was looking (okay, with everyone watching) I moved over and started to pull them out of the trees. One by one I was winning and accomplishing something. Yeah for me. I grabbed hold of the next vine. It could not have been any bigger round than my pinky finger. I tugged and pulled and yanked but there was no movement. Finally I gave one last pull with all I could muster. The vine snapped and I ended up on my back. There was total silence. Nobody said a word. Nancy did not laugh, which is her default reaction when someone does something to hurt themselves. I slowly picked myself up off the ground and said, “I think I will go over here to sit down, hydrate myself and supervise for a while.” Nobody argued and they slowly went back to work after I sat down. My time at the gym this morning was good. Kristi was great. We talked over options and I will be going back so she can help move me in the right direction. I am hoping it helps give me stamina, stability and simply puts my mind on things other than fighting Cancer. [Read more…]