Watching TV is like watching it through a snow storm. Trying to call Mediacom. The number listed in the phone book has been changed, it is no longer a local number but an 888 number, I call it. They ask for my phone number, I punch it in and the computer says there is no record of that phone number. So I start all over again with my cell number, same result. So I start all over again with the PvtRN's cell number, same result.
Finally I punch #2 and go through the options, which have changed, and am now on hold......
Just got off the phone with the operator, she's in Iowa. The next available opening for a technician is next Saturday, a week.
Unacceptable.
She said they are doing service upgrades in our area and it should be back on shortly.
Yesterday the cable was bad but I was feeling so poorly I didn't care, didn't feel like watching tv anyhow. Today, I want my MTV!
Oh yeah, did anyone else notice the rates went up again?
As I write this post I am sitting in the PvtRn's recliner with my feet up using her laptop, feeling poorly -- both figuratively and literally.
Yesterday I threw some paper into the trash can and missed. As I reached over to pick up the paper I heard a "pop" in my back and went to my knees. I couldn't get up.
After several attempts I was able to put one hand on the kitchen table and one hand on the kitchen counter and pull myself up. There was a spot, when I was about halfway up, where the pain in my lower back was so intense that I didn't think I could make it up all the way, so I went back down, caught my breath, and tried it again.
One of the advantages of having a PvtRn is she knows what to do. I received a crash course in how to sit (straight up, feet flat on the floor, no crossed legs), how to pick stuff up (don't bend over, squat with knees bent and keep back straight), use the hot tub, and how to get in and out of bed. She impressed upon me the need to not put my body in compromising positions.
I am glad we put grab bars in the bathroom.
I spent yesterday sitting in her recliner doing absolutely nothing except taking tylenol and focusing on relaxing. When I went to bed, lying on my back was uncomfortable so I slept on my side with my knees drawn up. I slept until almost 11 today.
When I woke up this morning I felt pretty good until I started moving. Putting on my pants liked to kill me. I walked into the kitchen and opened the dishwasher to get out a coffee cup. As I bent over I immediately knew that was a bad idea.
The PvtRN counseled me to do nothing today --no lifting, no working in the shop, no working on the jeep and to take it easy.
I am comfortable sitting in her recliner right now but I have pain in my back at my waist level. It is a dull, aching pain that is constant, tolerable but a nuisance.
About 10 years ago I had a really nice 1955 Ford F-600 grain truck with a dump bed, low mileage, good seats, good tires and a well running truck. If I can find a picture, I'll post it. The truck had a ladder on the side for climbing up and checking the load. For some reason I was on the ladder and jumped off. I must have landed wrong because my back started hurting major. I mean to tell you the pain was so bad that if a doctor would have said we can fix the pain but we will have to cut off the leg I would have said cut the leg off. It was my sciatic nerve. I couldn't sit, couldn't lie down without pain. Walking hurt, standing was tolerable. I kept trying to push through the pain. The PvtRN told me I was crazy,quit trying to be superman and go to the doctor. I did as she said. I went to a neurologist, Dr. Mace.
X-rays, MRIs, dye testing, all that stuff. Surgery was suggested. I didn't want to do that. (There was a woman who lived in a town who had back surgery once, I didn't know her but I lived in the next town over so I could imagine how her back felt.) Are there any other options I asked. I could go on bed rest for a month and do nothing, I might get better. I chose the later. I went to the lake cabin and lived down there on the couch and watched TV and read.
I kept a pain diary and it hurts just to read it. The only way I could get comfort was to lie on two boat cushions. I got an Rx for pain pills and I would cut them in half and quarter them so I wouldn't get all foggy minded.
I did nothing but lie on the couch. The PvtRN stocked the fridge and would come down and check on me. My Dad was still alive and he would come down to his cabin next door and get me meals and help me get up to the bathroom. I was in misery but I didn't want to go under the knife.
Then one day, about three weeks into this regime, I woke up pain free. I remember being afraid to move for fear the pain would come back. Slowly I wiggled my toes and then moved my legs, drawing them up and moving from side to side. No pain. My three weeks of bed rest had relieved the symptoms.
I had a doctor's appointment. I went and my previous test results had gotten misplaced. He wanted to do them all again. I said no need, Doctor, I am feeling so much better!
And so, other than the normal aches and pains of a 60 year old man, I have spent the last ten years relatively pain free and healthy. Until yesterday.
So I am going to be taking it easy until I get back in the saddle again.
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Years ago, when we lived on the Southeast corner of National and Sunshine, where the St. John's Parking Garage is now, my parents would have these incredible dinners and conversations with their friends from across Southern Missouri. My brothers and sisters and I were welcome to participate in the discussions and festivities. While I can't speak for some of my younger siblings, I know that partaking in those gatherings and experiences shaped who I am and what I value to this day.
His posting reminded me of the dinners and conversations of my parents and their friends. Music, conversation, discussions, sometimes heated, laughter and camaraderie -- it was all there. It was from this background that "Celebrate Life" evolved.
One activity seemed always to be a part of the festivities, usually towards the end of the evening. It would start simply, usually just one person moving with the earth and then another would join in and the next thing the whole group was dancing.
Thanks, Jack, for rekindling in my heart these wonderful memories of long gone people and events. Dorogoi Dlinnoyu!
Life's been good to me too, but I had to work at it for awhile.
As my Father used to say, as my brothers say, and now, I too, say Celebrate Life!
Check out this interactive picture. representing everyone who makes up the USA. Jesus, of course, created the United States and is the author of the Constitution. Source: The Daily Dish.
Bus riders who might have, as the driver did, spent time in a Benedictine Monestary in the late 1960s and early 1970s and were a part of the revolution in the way Catholics celebrated the liturgy of the Eucharist, might find this site interesting.
Peace be with you. And with you too.
Chapter 4--- Fr. Clarence Rivers, who is the priest in the photo above, several of us went to hear him speak and present a workshop in Sikeston, MO. I have only been able to find his music on this website, from podcasts. There is none like him. That mass in St. Louis, my Mom and I went to it.
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"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming...Wow! What a ride!" Melvin Trotter 1924-2006
Celebrate Life
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