Yesterday was Mama’s first day back at school. I am not sure
how long she will try to work there but it is certain that after her next knee
surgery (coming up on the 18th of September), she will not be able
to sit comfortably at the desk they have for her in the classroom. I am not
sure she is able to sit comfortably now, but she is trying. She enjoys the time
spent with the kids and she enjoys the classroom atmosphere, the fun facts that
she picks up from the kids learning materials, the interaction. But her availability
is going to be limited. For now, she is going to work Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday
of each week. She still goes to physical therapy on Monday and Friday. I enjoy
meeting her for lunch. It makes a good halfway point in both of our workdays -
and I get a hot lunch So, we will enjoy it while we can. She has four weeks before
her surgery, from which time I expect her to be out through at least November;
possible through the end of the year.
As far as her recovery is concerned, she is talking about spending
a few days in rehab after the next surgery – if insurance will pay for it. Since
we are already $14,000 in the hole for this surgery, I am not looking forward
to adding that much more to the financial load. But, what can you do? Mama and I
have heard stories about how much a few days of rehab promoted the recovery
after knee replacement surgery. We want to avoid having the knee manipulated several
weeks post-op. Like we are having to do with this one. We have only a short 27-day
period to get all this lined up and hopefully sorted out. Since the next knee
is her right knee, her ability to drive herself around will be far more limited
than she has experienced with the left knee rebuild. It will take a great deal
more networking to get her where she needs to be after the surgery and the therapy
offered at rehab could speed the recovery process.
I admit to being stressed out about it. It is not a
conscious awareness of the stress, but it is there none-the-less. Emotions running
the gambit from “God is bigger than our need” to being so overwhelmed that I
feel like I am being crushed. From “Thank you Lord for being so near to me” to “Why
do I feel like I am all alone in this?” There are so many we are praying for
that are going through so much more than the small trial Mama and I are
fighting through, I am often ashamed at my lack of faith. Faith always wins
out. Even when I do not see the answer, I know God will glorify Himself though
our situation if I continue in faith. Eventually though, the stress catches up
to me and I have to deal with it. “Oh, ye of little faith.”
Case in point. Yesterday evening was not a good time for me.
After I spent some time getting feed barrels filled up and making sure all the animals
had water, I sat at the kitchen table to cool off for a few minutes before getting
our laptop out. I had planned on Mama and I working our business for a couple
hours. Mama and I have not spent much time on it since we got internet at the
house –about six weeks ago. We have given an hour here and there, but we need
to get more involved in it. Even though the auctions we have been preparing for
are out of reach for now, there is still a lot we can do. Sadly, that did not
happen last night because my plans were fouled by technical difficulties.
When I tried to log into my Mac, it would not recognize my
password. I have purposely not changed it since I bought the computer, so I am
not sure what happened, but it would not let me in. My emotions were pretty raw
to begin with, but that really irritated me. (One of those times when the
stress caught up to me.) I slammed the computer closed and went outside to work
until the anger abated. That took about two hours. By that time, I was a sweaty
mess and it was too late to do any research. So, I took a shower and go the laptop
back out to see if I had been locked out for a specified time after too many
failed attempts. Fortunately, Apple has a backdoor for access to their devices
when a password is forgotten – or has been changed by some unknown force. The prompts
finally popped up onscreen and I was able to reset the password through iCloud.
That process took about thirty minutes in total; after which I had to rebuild
the desktop so the files we need to access were obvious – in case Mama ever tries
to work at this on her own.
So far that has not happened, but it might soon.
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