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PT Hell
I've been getting a little frustrated by pt lately. I work hard, and I do exercises at home every day, but I still can't get my arm to go straight up. Today at pt, I was working really hard. The last 10-15 minutes of my session are usually my therapist Carol manipulating my arm and pushing it farther that I can take it. Today, even she couldn't ( Read more... ) -
Hot
Feeling yicky tonight. Decided to turn on the AC to see if I can make the place pleasant enough to sleep tonight. -
Easter Egg Hunt
Took the boys and the pig dogs to the park this morning. There was all kinds of trash around from Easter celebrations yesterday. I was keeping a close eye on everyone, because I didn't want anyone to eat any hard-boiled eggs or chocolate or anything. There were a lot of those little plastic eggs everywhere as well. Most of them were open and ( Read more... ) -
Weird
I saw a commercial last night on tv for "Aleve." It featured a zookeeper saying, "as a zookeeper, my back always hurts, that's why I take Aleve" or some such. It took me a moment to realize, this was a girl I lived with about 7 or 8 years ago not long after I first moved to Dallas ( Read more... ) -
Facebook Quiz
This is the result of my "Which Jane Austin Heroine are you quiz ( Read more... ) -
Travelin' again
Just got back late yesterday from a quick trip down to the coast to get some birds. I picked up four pelicans and three laughing gulls from some of my rehabber friends down there. My friend Connie, the education curator went with me, because they won't let me drive city vehicles one-armed. We had a great time, went out to Blackbeard's bar in ( Read more... ) -
Nice Surprises
Out of nowhere today I got a book in the mail from my dad. It's Bill Bryson's "Shakespeare / The World as Stage." He even dated it and inscribed it on the inside ("To, Carolyn, our Shakespearian, with love, Dad Feb. 2008). I'm all verklempt (or however you spell it...) In my whole life my dad has given me three gifts. In high school he gave ( Read more... ) -
Rough Night
Last night was absolutely horrible. Started to go to sleep in my recliner, as usual, and I couldn't get comfortable. To make matters worse, the boys couldn't decide which one of them was going to sleep in my lap, so BOTH of them got up. Needless to say 70 combined pounds of dog in your lap when you're trying to keep them from squishing an arm is ( Read more... ) -
Little Victories
Well, I started physical therapy yesterday. Really, they ought to just fess up and call it "medieval torture" with people in pastel scrubs and lots of smiley-face stickers to make you feel better. Yaaaaaa, right ( Read more... )
