Keep doing what you are doing…

I had a check up for my knee today.  Things went great.  The doctor was really pleased with how well I’m recovering.  I asked about some exercise but he wants me to wait a couple of weeks before I start that doing that. He gave me a prescription for Physical Therapy although he said he doesn’t think I will need it.

Slow and steady seems to be the plan right now.  I pretty much elevate it every night from the minute I get home until I’m out the door the next morning.  I have my cane with me pretty much all the time but it has been folded up and out of sight for the past few days.

I’ll follow the doctor’s words as he said to me today “Keep doing what you are doing.”

In other news, I have left LuLaRoe.  With my knee and interpreting, I was feeling overwhelmed and had to reprioritize things.  I love the LuLaRoe brand and continue to wear it pretty much daily, I just won’t be selling it anymore.  If you need help finding stuff though,  I know a few people that can help.

This weekend will be yet another weekend of staying in the house.  Not because of the knee but because of weather.  Hurricane Irma is headed to Florida and pretty much going to rain for everyone in the state.  whee…  We are off Friday and Monday due to the hurricane.  I wonder if it does come to Jax on Monday if we truly will be headed back to work on Tuesday.  I guess we’ll see.   Be prepared for boring rain pics on my social media accounts.

Four Weeks…

Tomorrow will be four weeks since my fall.  My knee is doing great.  Still discolored and swollen.  My legs and ankles are huge by the end of the work day so I end up coming straight home to put my legs up.  Elevation is my friend.

My HurryCane has been my constant companion.  We have a love hate relationship.  I don’t want to use it.  It gets in my way.  Have you ever tried to carry a lunch, coffee, keys and use a can to try to get down four steps to leave your house.  It is a pain.  I have to leave the coffee on the railing, go down the stairs and then lean over to grab my coffee.  I’m usually fine in the morning and don’t need the cane but by the end of the day, I’m happy for the extra steadiness.

Other than my knee, things are going well.  The school year is finding its groove and the team of interpreters I work with is great.  We get along swimmingly.  There isn’t a day that they don’t make me laugh.

Jerry and I haven’t been doing much due to my knee.  I’m resting up so I can make sure to go the Jacksonville Jaguar opening game.  I missed both pre-season games. Also, we have a trip coming up to Chicago.  I’m so excited because we are going to see Hamilton!  “Not throwing away my shot!”

Anyway, looking to the long weekend to keep resting up my knee.  I see the doctor next week and I’m actually looking forward to doing some physical therapy to get my full range of motion back.

Happy Labor Day weekend!

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Healing…

I’m doing so much better after my week of being ordered by the doctor to keep my leg elevated.  I hated missing the week of work but sometimes my health needs to take priority.  I’m getting around pretty well with a smaller support brace and my cane.  I almost didn’t take my cane to work today but ended up standing during a class to interpret for 90 minutes and needed it after that.  *sigh* The good news is that a week ago I couldn’t have done that at all.  So progress is going well.

Interpreting part of work is going well too, I am finally feeling like I’m back.  The first few weeks are hectic as they are doing some baseline testing to make sure the cadets are in the right cohort.  Hopefully, the Deaf/Hard of Hearing (DHH) students won’t be moved around too much.  I’m finally getting the hang of my schedule and getting into the groove of my classes.

Jerry and I took another week off of going to preseason football though.  I was worried about working and then walking the stadium and getting to our seats.  I’m still not steady with stairs and our seats could be tricky for me.  I’m sure I’ll be ready by the home opener on September 17th.  So for now, we sit at home and wonder how the Jacksonville Jaguars are gonna do this season.  I’m a little leery.

 

Walking in another person’s shoes…

This picture was from Tuesday, Day 10 before I went to the doctor to find out what the redness on my shin was all about. Turns out it is due to swelling.

August 5th, I took a fall and injured my left knee.  Twelve days in of recovery and I’m told to keep my knee straight and elevate it as much as possible.  Which is easy because it doesn’t bend on its own very well right now.

So why the need to pull out the blog writing today?  A week ago I had to attend a meeting to start the new school year.  The building was old.  I’m hobbling into the building, thank goodness they had a ramp to accommodate the 4 steps that I would have had to take, and make my way to the third floor.  So I’m walking with my cane, to keep me stable, and trying to open doors to get in.  Have you ever tried to open a door with only your left hand?  It’s awkward as you end up crossing your body with the door.  Okay..so, I make my way through the main door, into the elevator and up to the third floor.  Great, another door into the office suite.  Why isn’t there a button to open the door automatically? I make it in and get to my meeting. I’m good, put my leg up on an adjacent chair and take in all the information.

Then, it happens, I have to use the restroom.  Ugh….back out the door, easier pushing it but not by much.  Again, would love an automatic door button to make it easier.  I get to the restroom and see three tiny stalls.  Not ONE accessible stall.  WHAT?!  How is that even possible?  What year is it?  I plop myself down and take care of things.  Thankfully, my husband had gotten me the cane the night before.  The cane was my savior in that tiny stall.  I was able to lift myself and my bum leg up but it wasn’t easy from a standard height commode.  I hobbled back to the meeting room appalled that the district I worked for had no restroom accommodations.  Maybe they do…maybe it’s tucked away in another part of the building.  I do know that no one offered it to me.   I hope there is one on that floor somewhere….

Day 12 and the swelling has gone way down. I’m tired of it though. I am ready to go!

I will heal,  My leg will bend again.  But things like this are what people with physical challenges handle every day.  I try to hold the door open for people as much as I can. I try to accommodate needs as much as I can.  I hope I’m not failing.  This little experience has really sparked something.  Never take for granted, walking across the living room with a cup of coffee and my phone.  Right now, I can do it in my house where there are plenty of “feel your way” helpers around the room and I can tuck my phone under my chin but at work, I must wear everything I need in a backpack or purse.  Leaving the house is a chore.  Carrying a lunch box and getting down the four steps that lead to the drive, I have to make sure I don’t have other things in my hand or I can’t manage the stairs with my cane.  So things get left home.  If I can’t carry it on me, I don’t need it.  Not practical but it will have to do…for now.

 

 

Commission much?

Today, I ventured out to get a couple things. A pair of Ugg boots and jeans. I’ve been wanting to try them on and see if they would be cute. I headed to the mall. Walked into Dillards and headed to the shoe section. Instantly, I was greeted and asked if I know what I wanted to see. Gave the young lady my size and she disappeared. A few moments later she returned with a box and the boots that I have been “eyeing” for the past few months. After walking around the shoe section, I purchased them. My card wasn’t reading in the chip reader so she asked if she could try. She had the magic touch and I was done with my purchase.

I also needed some jeans. My current jeans are just too big on me. I don’t wear a lot of jeans but for sporting events, etc. it’s nice to have pockets. I walked into Torrid. I wandered around a few minutes and finally went to the counter where two women were chatting about something or another. I interrupted them, nearly unsuccessfully, and asked for some help. “HELLO, I want to spend money here!!!” After what I felt was an eye roll, one of the clerks came out from behind the counter and asked me what size. I told her I wasn’t sure as it’s been awhile and I had lost some weight. I guessed, and she proceeded to look for that size. After handing me two of the same size, I decided that I would try them on to see if this was the right size before I tried all the different styles. (Ripped, dark, light, lots of rips..goodness, I just want jeans!) I headed back to the dressing room and tried on the jeans and a pair of trousers I had grabbed on my own. Nope….that wasn’t my size. I needed to go down. YAY!!!

I left the dressing room and headed back to the jean area hoping the clerk would see me and help me more. I guess her gab session with other clerk was more important. After about 15 minutes of me pulling at racks and disrupting piles of jeans, I found a smaller size but in a style that wasn’t really what I was wanting. I decided to go try them on. Yeah..no…not my “cut”. I walked back over to the jean pile to return the wrong cut jeans and heard from across the store. “Any of those work out for you?” I responded that they were the wrong size. I must have stood over in the jean area another five minutes when I realized that they didn’t care about my sale. They weren’t going to help me. I left. I will head over to another shop later this week where I know they will help me find flattering clothes for me.

I don’t get it.  I know these retail shops are on a commission and you’d think they would want to sell me overpriced jeans that I was more than willing to buy.  Heck, maybe even some dress pants, that, in my opinion, were over priced too.

It’s okay…here’s another picture of the cute boots I purchased today!

LuLaRoe Jeanne Sutton **squee**

I’m in the queue! I have sent in my paperwork and should be getting my call end of January/beginning of February. Right now I’m setting up all my social media. While I can’t really get a VIP group going until I get my call, I can share my progress as I wait.

If you are so inclined you can follow me here:
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/lularoejeannesutton/
Twitter:  https://twitter.com/lularoejeannes

Not much going on, although I’m practicing my Periscope skills on my twitter.

I’ll be setting up a separate blog for my LuLaRoe journey…stay tuned!!

Hello September…

August was an odd month.  I don’t know why but this year, August, was emotionally draining for me.  All four of our parents, who have passed,  have birthdays during August.  Both of our fathers passed away in the month of August.  Sure, it was years ago but the grief still exists.  Somedays are better than others.  August…was a rough month.  I have gotten really good at compartmentalizing so I can function at work.  It meant a lot of tears rolling down my cheek as I watched commercials with parents being loving, or movies where parents died (What’s up with that being the beginning of a superhero’s journey?  OMG, I’m a superhero!!) and looking back at old pictures and remembering how funny, crazy, and loving they were.  I am pretty lucky.  My parents, my in-laws, really loved us.  Sometimes,  we didn’t see it.  Sometimes, we were annoyed.  Sometimes, I wish I had more time with them.

August also brought on the new school year.  I love my job.  I don’t like dealing with understaffed issues, though I’m hoping that will get straightened out soon.  I just want to get in the groove my schedule and know what to expect in my classes.  I haven’t been to one of my classes in over a week.  I like to be prepared and in some of my classes, I’m worried that I’m not.  Overachiever, much?  Sure.  It’s worked for me so far.  😀

August was a month where my weight loss journey stagnated.  That trend has finally broken.  Officially down 52.5 pounds since February.  I would say an average of 7.5 lbs per month is pretty darn good. I know, I have a long way to go.  I’m not resting on my laurels, or delusional.  But I am proud…this is the lowest I have been in over a decade.  Thank you Loseit app! People ask me how I’m doing and what I am eating.  Honestly, I eat everything.  If I want waffles, I have waffles.  Sometimes, I have waffles, with chocolate hazelnut butter, and ice cream.  YUP!  The LoseIt app is working for me.  Calorie budget and planning is everything, for me.

September came in hard with Hurricane Hermine.  Jacksonville was lucky, we had some rain but not nearly what the west coast of Florida saw or Georgia.  Honestly, we need the rain.  My grass is looking so green right now.

So September, I’m ready for you! 🙂

Sunday on the porch….

sundayblog2 (1)We rescreened our porch this summer and I have to say that I’m really loving it.  I have been trying to spend as much time out here now that it’s relatively bug-free. Those roaches still find away onto the porch but Nutmeg is a good hunter.  We even got a cute little bistro set from Ikea to replace the white plastic table and chairs.  They were not comfortable at all.   The bistro set, perfect for Sunday coffee and blog writing.  I’d really like to get a glider out here.  Gliders are my favorite!!

Work is going well.  School started last week and after a few little hiccups, we are starting to settle in.  I have to say that the past few years have been getting better overall.  The interpreters have a home in the school.  It’s great, we can store our books, dictionaries, professional development stuff, and have a comfy spot to plan for the classes.  This is the first year in a long time that we’ve had all three grades of Deaf/Hard of Hearing at the same time.  When the finish hiring people, we will have four interpreters at our school.  Wow, the department is growing!

Next week, I have a meeting with the union, DTU, and the district to go over changes to the interpreter contract.  Change is slow but it’s happening.  This has been my goal for the past three years.  It’s amazing to see it finally shaping up.  Eat your heart out Norma Rae!

 

Fudge (not the word I really said)…

I didn’t sleep well last night.  Before I laid my head down, I knew what was happening in Dallas.  I didn’t think it could be that bad. I didn’t think anyone would shoot down among a crowd of people hoping to “kill white people” hitting 12 officers and 2 civilians.  No.  No.  No.  I felt helpless yesterday, today is worse.

I hope the Hughes brothers remain safe and they get the apology that I feel they should get.  I hope that other cities look at what happened and know this could happen anywhere.  I hope that people across America understand that violence is not a solution. I hope that people this November vote to put people in office who can help repair that wounds that America is suffering through.

Here is my plan of action.  I am going to be kinder.  I am going to be polite.  I am going to be patient.  I am going let someone in on the onramp to the highway.  I know that these actions don’t change the world, but if I can make a change in “my world” I  can dream that it will spread.