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Medical Forum / Diseases and Disorders / Arthritis / July 2005i just need to . . .
whimp-er. or moan, groan and say "owies!" loudly and unabashedly, where nobody can actually hear me, but where somebody knows and cares. yesterday was a four ice bag evening (i don't have any more than four, but wished i did), when i wished i had one long ice bag that could go from the base of my skull to my tailbone. "does anybody make such a thing?", i wondered. last night, i popped every pill in my arsenal and still awoke umpteen times, through 50mg of benedryl, to get up and move around. this morning i shuffle-step, like a tim conway character that exaggerates decrepitude. it's been a lonnnnnnnnnng five weeks, my body is telling me. my heart picks out the sweet moments, to savor, over and over again. the committee in my head has lots to say about me and not all of what the committee says is nice. i now know why god gifted women with menopause, so that they could have no more children of their own. my grandson is a sweet angel, so good and easy-going like his daddy was at that age. but somehow, three weeks seemed longer than the time it took to raise his daddy and there's one more week to go. i want his last week here to be special, but have doubts about myself, about my body. i'm mentally tired from trying so hard to stay on top of the waves, on top of what is deeper and beneath my surface. it's a whole ocean of physical pain beneath the white caps and my tenuous surfboard. who can expect a seven-year-old to comprehend the ocean, any ocean? he can and does understand and enjoy me on my surfboard. sigh . . . the committee is looking down and around my surfboard. i keep looking for the beach. kate Well said,,,, well done,,,,, one foot infront of the other and tomorrow will be better. Harv > whimp-er. > [quoted text clipped - 33 lines] > > kate > whimp-er. > > or First, since I can't write like you do, I'm sure glad I get to read what you write. You have such a gift for expressing even ordinary things. Second, when I was seven (and a few years before and after) I spent a lot of summer time with my Grandma and Grandpa. We really didn't do a whole lot. They lived in the country so even a trip to "town" for groceries was only every few weeks. And Grandma didn't do a lot as I look back on it. But she did talk to me about when she was a child and about when my dad was a child. We did find a birds nest to watch from eggs to flight. We did look at pictures. We did share breakfast, lunch and dinner. I knew she loved flowers and which ones she favored. I still must have daylilies and moss rose every summer. And a pair of silver maples that I coax into tolerating the climate. I never trim a basket of strawberries without thinking of her. Mostly I had the great fortune to get to know her. I didn't learn till many years later that she was fighting a losing battle against cancer at the time. She bought me paper dolls. Maybe your grandson would like some comic books? Will he sit still for you to read to him? There's always movies. Or if you are really stuck the local arcade. Or maybe a local park. Let him burn off energy while you sit on a bench in the shade. I used to take my kids and the older grandkids to the city pool on days it wasn't to hot to sit and watch them. Now my younger grandson swims at the neighbors with their kids. (Of course my goal in life since I've had to be so involved in raising my grandsons has been to get them tired every day before I pass out myself) Jo *****hugs****** --Ashley ========= ~~AC. http://www.marykay.com/ashleymc You can do any of those things here, Kate. Sounds like you could use a BIG HUG, so here's one coming your way! When your grandson goes back home, let me know and we'll do coffee :-))) Hugsies, Carole :) > whimp-er. > [quoted text clipped - 33 lines] > > kate Hi Kate Sending you a big hug.. Mine are spending a lot of time here this summer also. the pool is a drawing card for all them. tonite at 11:30pm there was 6 teens and 1 10 year old here swimming. oh well, at least we know where they are spending there time. love ya janice | whimp-er. | [quoted text clipped - 33 lines] | | kate > Hi Kate > Sending you a big hug.. Mine are spending a lot of time here this summer [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > they > are spending there time. I tell myself that too. But gads what they can do to a kitchen. And sometimes I wonder why I bother washing towels. They always end of back on the floor wet it seems like within hours. There are days I tempted to just hide half the towels till they all grow up. As it is I keep a couple hidden for me and I think Charlie has a couple stashed too. Jo ((((((((((((kate)))))))))))))) keep in mind that as wonderful as it is for your grandson to know you on the surfboard, he'll be better prepared for life in general if he starts learning about he ocean now. It's ok to tell him a bit about how you're feeling and that you need to take it easy for a dya or two - naturally you complement that with "so we can have lots of fun the last few days", being that he IS only 7 ;) Hang in there, don't kill yourself building good memories - his best memories will be of a grondma who loves him.  SignatureNann remove the Gator cheer to email me Simply the thing I am shall make me live --- William Shakespeare > ((((((((((((kate)))))))))))))) keep in mind that as wonderful as it is > for [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] > memories > will be of a grondma who loves him. This is so true. My grandparents were all pretty hard people. Very demanding... But my favorite memories are of quiet things, walking in the park with my grandfather, or running an errand to the market or bakery. Even just riding down the elevator to the basement of the building to the vending machine which dispensed quart containers of milk (a NYC thing, I think) On my less active days, my 7 year old son and I play card and board games. This is actually one of his more favorite things to do (we are a game playing family; very competitive). We also have a silly game a cousin (yes, an adult cousin) made up based on Fantasy creatures. It's called, "you are." A person pretends to be the creature described, with the caller changing the 3 variables each time. Example: You are an "orc", fighting an "ogre", with an "halberd". Next time, you are a hobbit fighting an orc with a saber...It lets him act all wild and crazy. The caller can either sit (like I do) or be the creature being attacked (which is how the cousin plays). If your grandson is still at all into pretend play, this can be extended to comic book heroes, favorite characters from stories, or whatever suits his imagination (you are a firefighter, climbing the truck ladder to rescue someone hanging from a building...) Enjoy your week with your grandson! Adelle I love you, Kate. Your grandson will love the time he spent with you and remember even the quiet times with fondness later on. Don't try so hard to be entertaining all the time, he'll understand. Kelly C. > whimp-er. > [quoted text clipped - 33 lines] > > kate {{{{{{Kate}}}}}} Hang in there. Duckie > whimp-er. > [quoted text clipped - 33 lines] > > kate Signature_('> (_<_) _ _('< -quack (_<_) _ __('< *QUACK!* <_{__) _('< "|,,|_" (_<_) _('< "AFLAC!" (_<_) Kate, Lots of hugs coming your way. I hope you can get out of this flare quickly. My heart goes out to you. SignatureLove and hugs to all Good thoughts coming your way too. Squirrely Jo > whimp-er. > [quoted text clipped - 33 lines] > > kate {{{{{{{{{{{Kate}}}}}}}}}} Hang in there, Sweetie. You'll be in our prayers! DeeTee {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Kate}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}} Hope you get to feeling better real soon dear one. BTW, even though your grandson is young, he is not too young to learn that some people have physical limitations and have to take some down time once in a while. Most kids actually handle this type of thing pretty well as most of them just want some one on one time and are more than happy to sit and play a game and talk to someone that will listen to them and give them some positive feedback. Just a thought! Donna G |
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