Friday, December 28, 2007

Par-Tay

I think people had a good time. There were many foods. Grandma (who actually expressed shock that I could cook a turkey) would have been proud of the spread that got laid out.

Everything got done--I even managed to finish some gift knitting while the turkey was in the oven. Well, almost everything. I still need to take care of sending the remote gifts. Oh well.

My back spasms have calmed down and my flute playing at church went reasonably well. I can't say it was great, but nobody noticed anything amiss.

We are now stripping wallpaper from the kitchen walls. Sadly, there will not be enough time to totally strip and paint, but I don't care. I'm relieved to see the paisley coming off in stretchy vinyl sheets and lying in tatters on the kitchen floor. Whoever decorated this place before we moved in was demented and color-blind.

I had a CT scan on the 26th and an upcoming bone scan this Thursday; presumably I will get my results January 8. I have also started physical therapy again. I am sore, but in a way that is probably good. I'd like to be able to comfortably tie my shoes and lift my legs into the car without having to use my hands to do it. Today I had a therapist throwing a foam ball at me as I balanced on a teetering board. I'm not entirely convinced this will help with my goals, but I'm getting better at catching a foam ball while balancing on a teetering board.

Happy New Year! Pop on over for some spinach dip and sparkling grape juice, if you like. We might be awake long enough to watch the ball drop.

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Comments:
I am convinced that catching a foam ball while balancing on a teetering board is simply entertainment for the physical therapists. In the real world, people don't throw balls at you that much do they?
 
Indeed not, thank goodness. I hated dodgeball when I was a kid.
 
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