A week ago Sunday as I was preparing to get in our van to leave for church, I stepped on a sloped patch of ice and my feet slid completely out from under me. It was obvious after a few minutes that I wouldn't be going to church.
I'm okay -- no broken bones -- but I'm being reminded every day that I'm not as young as I used to be, and that a fall in one's sixties is far more of a big deal than a fall in one's forties. I've fallen on ice in a similar way before -- twice, to be exact -- but it was 20 to 25 years ago. I remember hitting my head so hard I saw stars, the one time. But still, a short-lived headache, some temporary aches -- that was it. This is taking a lot longer to recover from, though I am making good progress and can do more every day than the day before.
Above you see some of my best friends at the moment. Below is another. It's my barley hot pack.
I didn't get a picture of this, but arnica massage oil, introduced to me by my daughter, has also become a new friend of mine.
So I can't blog and I can't sew or stock my Etsy shop. I can barely even eat, as the kitchen table chairs aren't comfy either and I refuse to eat in the recliner, my most comfortable place. (But no worries -- I'm managing.) I've also been able to keep up fairly well with laundry, preparing meals, and so on. Here's some more of what I have been doing to redeem this unexpected time:
|I was drawn to this simple study for my morning quiet time for March. Little did I know it would be exactly what I needed!|
|Praying, of course|
|Working on a crocheted hot mat -- love the cheerful colors|
|Working on this cross stitch UFO -- and I have made a plan for completing it. My friend Arlene says the stitcher gets to decide when a piece is completed.|
|Making a grocery list and planning menus for the week|
|Reading through this for the umpteenth time ... I need it right now|
|Working on my Sunday School lesson|
|And even doing a little light reading.|