…that you can’t hear it falling. Sitting in bed at the moment listening to the rain hitting the terrific little roof window that my husband installed many years go in our bedroom. It’s a great portal to the wonderful outdoors. Sometimes when the sky is clear we can see a few faithful stars that whisper good night to us and then continue their dance across the sky. At times the moon light serves as a natural nightlight to let us know that all is well with the natural world (well, at least mostly). On nights like these it is somewhat of a temperature indicator. It’s late December and it is warm enough for rain not the snow we would normally have this time of year. During a summer storm the lightning is intensified as it shoots through our window and reflects in the dresser mirror brightening up the room beyond normal. Our little roof window is one of my favorite things about this old house.
But sometimes when it is snowing you can hear the heaviness upon the window. You can hear the coldness in the air. And if you listen close enough you can hear the woods calling, “Come walk with me. Things are quiet and peaceful here. You can hear the crunch of the snow beneath your feet [I wonder what it might be like to go barefoot in the snow] you might even hear your breath or better yet that little voice within.”
The great thing about snow is its silence.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
So Christmas came....
…..and went
Clair came home from Antarctica, by way of South America on the 20th of December. The flight was right on time. It was good to see her. Wait, she has a tan. No actually she is sunburned. Its mid December and our temps have been in the 20s for highs and she has the nerve to walk off the plane lookin’ good – not pasty like the rest of us.
It is good to have her home. Our ‘no permanent address, car-less’ daughter arrived for Christmas. Bethlehem has nothing on us. WooHoo!
It was a fine couple of days. Family, Friends, Frigid weather. And there was snow, good food gifts and did I mention Family and Friends? Our alternative tree, the Christmas branch, gave way to an artificial tree this year due to the fact that the family lumberjack, a.k.a. Jerry, only had the use of one arm and besides there will be no trail blazing for him for some time. Of course, it’s my allergies that prevent us from having a normal real tree anyway. So it was a good couple of days but I tend to get a little grumpy when I get tired and I’ve been tired a lot lately. My apologies to those around me.
Tonight…, more family! Jerry will be showing some of his AT pictures to his family after yet another shared meal. That means we’ll be expected to stay awake until probably after ..…8:00. We’ll do our best….
Clair came home from Antarctica, by way of South America on the 20th of December. The flight was right on time. It was good to see her. Wait, she has a tan. No actually she is sunburned. Its mid December and our temps have been in the 20s for highs and she has the nerve to walk off the plane lookin’ good – not pasty like the rest of us.
It is good to have her home. Our ‘no permanent address, car-less’ daughter arrived for Christmas. Bethlehem has nothing on us. WooHoo!
It was a fine couple of days. Family, Friends, Frigid weather. And there was snow, good food gifts and did I mention Family and Friends? Our alternative tree, the Christmas branch, gave way to an artificial tree this year due to the fact that the family lumberjack, a.k.a. Jerry, only had the use of one arm and besides there will be no trail blazing for him for some time. Of course, it’s my allergies that prevent us from having a normal real tree anyway. So it was a good couple of days but I tend to get a little grumpy when I get tired and I’ve been tired a lot lately. My apologies to those around me.
Tonight…, more family! Jerry will be showing some of his AT pictures to his family after yet another shared meal. That means we’ll be expected to stay awake until probably after ..…8:00. We’ll do our best….
Monday, December 27, 2010
So it is not quite the new year just yet...
...but I feel a resolution coming on…. I feel a need to continue writing and updating my blog. I think it just may be the therapy that I need and if there is no one out there reading it, well, that is okay too.
It had been an interesting journey lately. At I mentioned much earlier, Jerry was hurting when he managed to summit Katahdin. The xrays taken in Maine showed no apparent injury to his arm or leg. Fast forward to the middle/end of November when he visited our internal medicine doctor. After another xray of his still hurting arm, which again showed nothing, an MRI was ordered. Ah, ha the cause of the pain showed itself. A torn tendon which connects the tricept to the elbow.
We visited an orthopedic man and surgery was scheduled. It went well until an infection reared its nasty little head a few days later. A round of antibodies did not do the trick so the doctor wanted to go back in and irrigate the wound. Okay, fine. However the morning before the second surgery Jerry missed the bottom step and landed in the ER. The incision was torn open but once the blood was cleared up things looked okay. So on to PT. The doctor stopped in and said everything looked okay. Not so. When they went in to clean out the wound the next day they found that the tendon had once again snapped. A 20 minute procedure turned in to a 2 ½ hour surgery. The doctor was not pleased he had to use the ‘old fashion’ technique to secure the tendon. Needless to say when Jerry woke up and realized 4 hours has passed he knew what had happened.
So now he is in a splint. Looking at a follow-up appointment with the doctor tomorrow. The next part of the adventure will be some long hard months of PT. The journey continues…..
It had been an interesting journey lately. At I mentioned much earlier, Jerry was hurting when he managed to summit Katahdin. The xrays taken in Maine showed no apparent injury to his arm or leg. Fast forward to the middle/end of November when he visited our internal medicine doctor. After another xray of his still hurting arm, which again showed nothing, an MRI was ordered. Ah, ha the cause of the pain showed itself. A torn tendon which connects the tricept to the elbow.
We visited an orthopedic man and surgery was scheduled. It went well until an infection reared its nasty little head a few days later. A round of antibodies did not do the trick so the doctor wanted to go back in and irrigate the wound. Okay, fine. However the morning before the second surgery Jerry missed the bottom step and landed in the ER. The incision was torn open but once the blood was cleared up things looked okay. So on to PT. The doctor stopped in and said everything looked okay. Not so. When they went in to clean out the wound the next day they found that the tendon had once again snapped. A 20 minute procedure turned in to a 2 ½ hour surgery. The doctor was not pleased he had to use the ‘old fashion’ technique to secure the tendon. Needless to say when Jerry woke up and realized 4 hours has passed he knew what had happened.
So now he is in a splint. Looking at a follow-up appointment with the doctor tomorrow. The next part of the adventure will be some long hard months of PT. The journey continues…..
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