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It’s been one week since my surgery it’s been an eventful and yet very very slow week. okay it’s just been a slow week. Healing is an extremely boring process. First there’s the sleeping. Sleeping is good. But when you aren’t sleeping, then what? There are limited number of things you can do with only one hand. And you would be surprised how many things that you both can and cannot do with just one hand.
For example, I am quite impressed with anyone who breaks their arm and then is able to wear jeans or some other zippered pair of pants. At all. Trust me, even wearing pants that are a size too big is a challenge. Working a zipper with one hand is harder than you think.
Second, when your “working” hand is most disagreeable, you’re limited even further. This means I end up watching a lot of TV. And lots and lots of TV is very boring. I can stream stuff, but again, that’s TV. I’m only talking to you now through Dragon dictation and my iPad. My iPhone lets me read your blog, but the WordPress app for the iPad doesn’t allow for reading. (Unless this function is hidden where I cannot find it.) Otherwise you would not be hearing from for a long time.
Okay, now you know the sad state of my recovery, that is my boredom, let’s talk about the surgery. The surgery – well I don’t really know yet because I don’t see the doctor till Monday when have my first follow up appointment from surgery. The doctor told DH that there was a lot of scar tissue that had to be cleaned up, and they reattached the tendon. The doctor told him the surgery went as planned so there were no complications unforeseen circumstances which is good.
I am very fortunate that I have friends who were willing to come sit with me last Friday night and Saturday. (My cover may be blown, but that’s another post.) My hairdresser washed & styled my hair today for nothing. She said that she wouldn’t charge me for doing something that I cannot do for myself.
My husband has been very supportive helping me to take care of myself: food, medications, personal grooming, and other stuff. Today was a real day on the town. After I had my bath and got my hair done then we went to lunch and did some other errands and stopped at Starbucks and talked. So I bought him lunch and coffee for all the wonderful things he’s done for me this week. It’s not about paying him back, it’s about love & helping someone who has been an integral part of your life for 15 years.
It’s almost Thanksgiving and I am thankful for all of the wonderful people in my life. I can’t pay any of them back, but I will do what I can to Pay It Forward.
Smartphones are the new PDAs. I remember several years ago a friend telling me that he couldn’t live without his “electronic brain” (PDA). Now I know what he means.
It’s not that my iPhone plays games – that’s just a perk. It’s that the Medscape app tracks my medications, I get a text when my prescriptions are ready to be picked up, and I can check my email on the go. The calendar app tells me where to be, the Mapquest app tells me how get there and the Weather Channel app tells me what kind of jacket I’ll need. Notes holds my shopping list, I can check in to Facebook or LinkedIn, shop, track my gas mileage, find places to eat and surf the Internet. In fact, I am writing this post sitting at Starbucks.
So how did I miss my massage appointment?
Maybe I didn’t miss it. Maybe it hasn’t happened yet. I don’t know. My “electronic brain” says it was at 3:30pm. It was wrong. I arrived a couple minutes late (as usual) and my therapist was in with another client. All of them were with clients & no one was at the desk. (They are a very small business so I understand this.) I thought perhaps the previous client was running late so I sat down and waited. I caught up on some of your blogs. When I looked at the time, I had been there 15-20min.
That’s when I peaked at their appointment book. My name was not there. Huh? How could my name not be there? The appointment is in my phone!
So now I have to call tomorrow to find out when my appointments are because if they aren’t in my phone then they are on a little scrap of paper floating around the house. I should have known when I didn’t get a reminder call about it, but a lot of places have stopped sending reminder calls, or it’s hit or miss as to whether you get one or not. If I’m without my phone, then I’m without my “brain”. Mistakes will still be made, but if I pay more attention to my calendar appointments and make sure to use the alarm function, I should be OK. Or at least as OK as we all used to be before smartphones.
In any case, the moral of the story is: a smartphone is only as smart as it’s user.
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