Trying Again

Four months ago I injured myself...badly.    Yes, I did something stupid and yes, it has taken me this long to rebound.  The past few months I limped when going up and down stairs, limped when walking and was almost always in some sort of pain.  I tore ligaments and muscles...not good.

Knowing I’m not a “Spring chicken”, I just kept stretching my lower extremities and slowly I am strong enough to move my left leg the way it used to move.  In fact, I just rejoined my Tai Chi classes last week.  

Yet, during the past four months, I’ve stayed busy…mowing, gardening, and tons of weed pulling and transplanting.  I simply refused to give in to whatever it was I did.  I Googled and AI'd and took a lot of advice from my friend, a retired PT as well as my PCP.

However, during the time, trust me when I say I kept myself busy...physically, I knew that healing would just take time...lots of time.  I think the hardest part of trying to heal was trying to keep Livy happy.  She's a high energy dog that needs a lot of exercise, which I've mentioned before.  Many days we couldn't even walk because of the heat and humidity.  But we did it...using my walking stick occasionally.

In the yard, a major project became disbanding the Iris bed.  As of this post,  I’m nearly done giving away the entire contents of the large Iris bed that the Pres and I built a few years ago.  We’d planted 100 Iris tubers and were so [leased the following Spring.  Then they once again multiplied so much that this past Spring my last count was 197!  

The bed looked gorgeous with only two varieties of the bearded wonders but I knew it was time to divide and give them away.  They multiplied like crazy and I loved them.  The originals were given to me by my daughter and son when we moved back to CT but there were just too many.  

So a wagonful went to Steve and Lisa, and Corey and Ingrid; 2 boxfuls to Norm and Pam, 1 boxful to my SIL, 1 to my son, and the remainder will go to a BFF who is building a new bed.  And yes, I kept 12, planting them in a raised bed.

In order to fully disband the entire bed, it meant getting rid of the stone edging that the Pres so artfully placed around the bed's perimeter.  However, I thought of an idea that the Pres actually liked.  We would repurpose the edging stones.  They would now encompass the "Seven Dwarfs", those seven hydrangeas that I could never get to bloom for years.

Well, I will say that they deserved to get the new edging and some fresh mulch as well this Summer!  Out of the 10 hydrangeas that we have 5 bloomed!!  Hydrangea # 1 had 6 blooms; #2, #3, #4 had nothing; #5 had 6 blooms; #6 had 2; #7 had 10;#8, #9 nothing; #10 had 1.  I also learned this Summer that 3 of the total of 10 are "lace caps" while the remaining are "Big Leaf".

Oh I nearly forgot…in case you’re wondering what I did to injure myself, it was quite simple.  I needed to move a boulder.  However knowing that if I tried to pick it up I would hurt by back, I decided to simply push it with my left leg.  DUMB…REALLY DUMB!

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Trying Again