How are things by me?
Well, wheeling yourself around a carpeted house in a wheelchair is a challenging physical endeavor.
My arms are getting stronger. The strains on other body parts are subsiding. And I’m learning to stop and look around when I have hauled myself into a far corner of the house to make sure that I have everything I want from that corner before returning to my computer room. There’s nothing like remembering you left your glasses on the bathroom counter after brushing your teeth to put one in a grumpy frame of mind. I have a tight corner to negotiate to get in and out of that room and it makes me testy to have to do it AGAIN when I was just in there two minutes ago!
Psychologically?
Different kettle of fish.
The forced inactivity is hard on this jack in the box. I’m trying to find my Zen, but my Wiggle objects.... Loudly.
It’s on my agenda today to pull weeds in the tomato patch and pick the rest of the peas. I’ll TRY to remember my camera when I go out there.
Acey had his teeth cleaned and is doing fine. He feels more himself today and has come out from his little coffee table doggy den and is engaging in things.
We like to see him out and about. With fresh breath no less!
Bonus!