Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Bidin' My Time...and Trying to be Good

I still have a week to go before I see the surgeon for my first post-surgery appointment. But I have found that time is really going very s-l-o-w-l-y when you're not allowed to do much. Oh, don't get me wrong...I've loved catching up on my reading, but I haven't been allowed to bend, or pick up anything. You never really realize just how much you do bend or twist your spine until you're told not to. My DH has been a gem doing everything I can't and also helping me to remember things like not to bend over to pet a cat. He's OK, but it's driving me nuts! (Which he says is a short way to go - yuck, yuck)

I haven't been able to spin, or do laundry, or reach down to give one of the wee beasties a pet, let alone do anything with the sheep. I know this will pass. I know if I'm good now, I will be able to do these things soon. It's just when you're anxious to get moving and can't it's very frustrating. But I have given my word to the Dr., my DH and family, and all of my friends that I will NOT over-do and will do as I'm told...for now.

One thing I do accomplish is walk. That is the most important thing to do with this sort of spin surgery...walk. Now that it's been very warm and the Monsoons are starting to form, I have taken to walking about a mile to a mile and a half each morning. And it's been lovely! I can walk without any pain other than normal post-surgery pain/discomfort - no feelings as if someone were driving an iron spike up my spine with each step as before the surgery. It's wonderful! I can't imagine why I put it off for so long. But I have only been allowed to walk on the more level areas around our place making my routes somewhat limiting. I'm hoping that after next week I will have healed enough to start on some of the hill-ish trails instead of the roadsides where I now travel. Even from the shoulders of the road I've been treated to all sorts of birds and flora of this area. The roadside was absolutely alive with finches this morning - all singing merrily before the hot part of the day sets in.

I have really missed the sheep. With my DH back to work this week after taking some time off to help me recover, I do get to walk down to the barn at lunchtime to make sure everyone has fresh water. (And no, I do not carry or pull a hose around - we have it set where I can just turn on the faucet and fill the water-tank.) But I have to watch myself that the sheep don't bowl me over in the process. I can just hear them saying, "Oh, there you are! We've been wondering what happened to you. Please come back as The Man doesn't feed us as much as you do." I mention to Amanda that she will be totally svelte by the time I can take over again and won't it be nice for her to be that slim again. She just says "Humpf!" and walks off. Silly sheep.

I think the one who has had a harder time with my recovery than me is my buddy, Shadow. After the first night home from the hospital and trying to get pillows adjusted between and around my legs, plus turning over "log-roll" fashion to protect the back, I found that I could not cope with cats trying to lay all over me too. So, the cats were banished from the bedroom via the gate closing them out. The one most affected by this has been Shadow. He always, as in every night, would walk up towards my face and curl up in the crook of my arm to sleep. And every night he tries to slip past my DH to get up to that spot and settle in before he's noticed and removed. The other night he made it...Ralph had left the gate open just a wee bit too long and whoosh!...Shad was next to me before we could bat an eye. Ralph let him stay with me until he was finished with his shower, then the poor cat was unceremoniously booted out of the bedroom. He spent a good deal of the night sleeping on the other side of the gate, calling to me softly every once and a while letting me know he really wanted to be next to me.



I'm sorry, Shadow...soon, Buddy, soon...I miss you, too!

5 comments:

Tina T-P said...

Poor Shadow - the Shepherd Man kicks us out of the bedroom when he goes to bed and we don't get back in til mom retires after she works on her bloggy - sometimes Sinda comes in and jumps on the Man's feet just to show him! Hope you get to sleep with your mom again soon. Neelix & Sinda

melanie said...

Shadow looks just like our indoor (princess) cat - Lucky! Glad to hear you are on the mend, although I know Shadow wishes it were faster...

Leigh said...

Kathy I'm so happy to hear that you are feeling so much better. Having two kitties of my own, I feel for Shadow too. I know Rascal absolutely wouldn't understand it if he were banished from the bedroom at night.

Kat said...

I'm SO glad to hear that your recovery is going well!!! My sister experiences what she calls "Velcro kitties" after being parted from them, and it sounds like Shadow is definitely a Velcro kitty. Keep taking it easy!!

shepherdchik said...

Kathy: that is so funny that he doesn't feed them as much as you do! That must be a man thing because my husband swears I overfeed and I'm always on his case for starving the poor things.