Rock On

I spent two hours with my prosthetist, trying to rediscover a comfortable fit. I am so grateful that he never gives up, and that he won't settle for "okay." I went to the appointment optimistic that I would walk out in complete comfort, and I wasn't disappointed. Hooray for a comfy leg!

When my leg fits correctly I feel better and more energized. I came home from the appointment and decided to put my socket through its paces. After making sure that everybody was settled, I put the leash on Friend and headed out for a three mile walk. Although I had to stop to carry Friend, but I did not have to readjust my leg. 

This weekend is going to be busy, so I'm glad that I will be wearing a leg that fits correctly. Tomorrow Robby performs the first of two shows for his band. He has his first major lead in a song and has been practicing nearly nonstop. I know that he is nervous, but I have no doubt that he will do a great job. (If he does make a mistake, it won't be because of a lack of preparation.)

I'll post videos tomorrow night after the show. Wish him luck!

Socket Solutions?

This morning I'm heading to the prosthetist to devise a game plan for my ill-fitting socket. My socket, which is now too big because of my weight loss, has been difficult to manage for several weeks. I no longer feel completely safe when I'm walking. When I don't feel safe walking every aspect of my life is impacted.

I'm hoping that we can come up with a short-term solution to keep me mobile, comfortable and safe while I continue to shed some more weight. Ideally I would like to lose another 30 pounds before stabilizing. It frustrates me that prosthetic issues always arise whenever I decide to become healthy and I lose weight. I understand that my limb volume fluctuates, but it feels discouraging to lose weight but to also lose my prosthetic comfort.

I'm tired of prosthetic issues. At this point, I really just want to be comfortable and safe. I'd like to avoid as many appointments as possible, but remaining ambulatory is my priority. Fingers crossed that we can come up with a solution!

Frustration

 Yesterday morning I was preparing myself for a day of pounding. Our chimney repair technicians were scheduled to fix our leaky brickwork Although I wasn't especially excited about having a crew of people on my roof, I was looking forward to having the fireplace remain dry inside during a heavy rain.

Unfortunately, the repair crew never arrived. They didn't call to reschedule. They didn't show up late. They simply never arrived. Sadly, I wasn't surprised.

It has become increasingly difficult to locate repair individuals. I am not sure if it is because of the economy or Covid, but it now takes weeks and multiple phone calls to secure an appointment that used to take me two minutes to schedule. I've discovered that leaving a message does not always receive a return call. It turns out that leaving several messages does not spur on the reciprocation. 

I'm not sure why they didn't show, but we will give the company one more day to reach back with an explanation. I've already begun searching for a new company because I am not optimistic. It should not be this yard!

Swing and Surf

 If all things go according to plan, this will be the last day we will have to worry about our roof during a rain storm. It turns out that the leaking is coming from the chimney, not the roof as we expected. The roof still needs to be replaced, but repairing the chimney will stop the leaking. I'm not looking forward to the chimney guy working all day above me, but I will love releasing the "rain is coming anxiety" that has plagued us for years. 

While the chimney guy is pounding away on our roof, I'm hoping to escape outside with Timmy and Friend. The weather is gorgeous so I know it won't be difficult to convince them to join me in the yard. Timmy has finally learned how to use his surf swing and has been on it at every opportunity. Watching him fly through the air makes me a little nervous, but he loves it!

 

 

Mother's Day- No Updates.

 Happy Belated Mother's Day!

My "special" day was laid back and uneventful. I bought take-out Chinese food for dinner so I didn't have to cook. I was happy to have a night off from the kitchen.  With the exception of my getting Chinese food, the extent of my doting was virtually nonexistent.

Many years ago I had a friend mention that she hates Mother's Day because she has boys. I didn't really understand what she meant, but I think I am seeing her logic. Comparing how my niece approaches Mother's Day to how Robby, Timmy and their male cousins handle Mother's Day, a stark different is glaring. Boys, at least this group of boys, simply don't care. 

I know that the boys love me and that they mean to make the day special. They just forget because it isn't a priority. In order for sons to really celebrate Mother's Day they need their Dad (or another adult) to help them prepare and plan. Scott just doesn't roll that way.

Am I hurt that they completely blew off Mother's Day? Yes, I am. But I have also learned to have zero expectations because the odds always lean towards them forgetting.