14 June 2026

literally

 


In a strange way it is only now, after almost three months, that I am adjusting to what has happened. Three days ago, the horizontal syndesmosis screw was taken out (a short outpatient procedure under local anaesthetics) and physiotherapy is commencing next week!

I have been walking, if we may call it that, ie unaided and on my own two feet, every day around the house, in the garden and short distances in town.  

 


Not funny, not easy but getting there probably eventually. I compensate my lack of foot work with furious weight lifting and sitting down yoga/pilates whatever sessions. Not allowed to cycle or drive for another two weeks. I could just try it but if I knock down someone's dog or worse, insurance will not cover.

Cabin fever is setting in, R thinks I am slightly mad. We argue and we laugh and argue again and then we laugh and watch some crap on tv or debate the end of the world as we know it. 

The grandchild's current favourite English word is literally, the favourite German word is Gurke (cucumber). Also, air quotation is now a thing. 

Summer at least. I spent close to an hour last night topping and tailing strawberries. There's always that day when the novelty wears off and we turn to jam making.

 

Two . . . young hunters rescued a dragonfly stuck in the mud. It gave them the usual wishes you get in these stories. One wished to be the smartest man in the world. The dragonfly said, ‘So you shall be.’ But the second hunter wanted to be smarter than the smartest man in the world. . . . So the dragonfly converted the second hunter into a woman.


Tony Hillerman  

translation Prawns! I forgot to get the prawns . .

 

8 comments:

  1. Argue and laugh, argue and laugh. Well, as long as there's always laughing, you'll be okay.
    Having a horizontal syndesmosis screw removed sounds like torture. Or perhaps more like, literally, having a torture device removed. (Quotation marks around "torture device.")
    You're getting there.
    That jam will be worth the work.

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  2. Those strawberries are beautiful and you'll have wonderful jam to eat in the winter to remind you of the summer.
    I'm glad you got that screw removed but it sounds barbaric. I guess the local anesthetic helps:)
    It's been a long time but you'll be able to ride your bike again soon.
    Love the funnies:)

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  3. Am listening to several re-reads of Hillerman books. Somehow as I contemplate moving to the Navaho area, it is helping me let go of my North Carolina green beauty. Those are great laughs, especially since I ate shrimp cocktail for dinner last night! A friend is going to have a knee replacement in the next couple of months. Sorry for everyone who's having walking difficulties, while I can usually move, but need to catch my breath all the time. A big yes to sitting exercises!

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  4. Yikes, what a process! I'm glad to hear you will be starting physiotherapy soon.

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  5. Your strawberries look like how strawberries used to be here. Now they are big hard juiceless tasteless things but hey, they are red and ship without getting bruised.

    Still wearing the boot or is that gone with the screw?

    The Navaho people know a thing or two.

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  6. Good to hear that your healing is moving right along, slowly but surely. Those strawberries and that blue and white plate together are lovely.

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  7. Your dedication to getting back to mobility impressive. And you started my day with two smiles with your fable and your cartoon. Thanks!

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  8. Cabin fever! Two more weeks and you’ll be cycling along the river again. Go you.

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