Spring Fever...

Last week we were basking in 75 degree temperatures. Robby was happily digging in the dirt, and I was able to work in the yard. Forgetting that it was still February and choosing to believe the spring-like feeling in the air, I gleefully packed up the winter clothes and put the sled away.

Obviously, Mother Nature is menopausal. These weather mood swings have been severe this year! Today I find myself digging through my garage in order to find the winter sundries that I stowed. Robby was over the moon excited to find snow blanketing our yard this morning.

I didn't believe the weather forecast, and I simply ignored the winter weather warnings that were issued. How could we have another snowstorm so quickly after the wonderful warm weather? I guess I was in denial.

Of course, yesterday there was no denying the nagging pain in my stump that typically signals a massive weather shift. I woke up with my leg in a cramp and the sensation persisted throughout much of the day. I have become a human barometer.

Yesterday morning, Robby woke up early and excitedly told me that he wanted to "watch cartoons and eat pancakes, bake yummy cookies, go to Jumping Jimmy's and then roast a chicken." I took one step in my prosthetic and knew that his expectations were not going to be met. I wasn't going to be able to comfortably walk or stay on my feet for any length of time.

Like all mom's, I adapted. Robby enjoyed Aunt Jemima microwave pancakes and watched cartoons. I told him that Jumping Jimmy's was closed (I lied) but I did help him make an Easy Bake Oven cake. I was told that the chicken nuggets made (reheated) for dinner were delicious!

Today my leg is feeling better, and my recovery is just in time. We have driveways to clear and sidewalks to shovel, hills that need to be sledded down, and snowballs to be thrown. This could be our last snowfall of the season so we are going to make the best of it. Of course, I am sure that my residual limb will let me know when the weather will shift again!