I have had a rough time since I last posted. It's been two months since my surgery so I was trying to wean off some of the strong medicines I'm on. That didn't work very well - increased overall pain levels, a severe case of the blahs, bad sleep and an increase in pain and numbness in my legs. So I caved and called the doctor's office for new prescriptions. It took just a day to get me back to reasonable functioning once I took the new meds. I try to avoid taking too many drugs but sometimes they are a God-send.
In the meantime, my next door neighbor, my excellent caregiver, drove me to pick up prescriptions (twice) and made sure I was fed, my laundry was done, and the trash was put out. I have been slowly cutting back on her time with me because I'm quickly reaching the point of being able to care for myself. She'll still come back to handle the heavy stuff like laundry.
I have been so grateful for what she has done for me that I printed and framed the above collage print and gave it to her yesterday. She loved it! I have another gift I want to make for her, but it will have to wait until I can drive my car, which by the way is deader than a doornail. I tried to get people to drive my car occasionally while I was laid up, but they were hesitant to do so. So my (old) battery gave it all up and quit. I'm not supposed to drive until I get off the strong meds but I'm really getting antsy. I don't feel dizzy or weak and feel I could do short trips right now.
It's still a long recuperation with setbacks and small victories, but I'm working on it.