To The Rescue!

 I take walks in my neighborhood.

Daily, and sometimes twice a day.

About 30-35 minutes for the loop.

Old Guy, on his porch.

Yesterday, about 10 minutes into my walk, I stopped to visit with a neighbor cat friend.

Old Guy (image above) is living on her front porch, and there are others who use her garage and back stoop.

She and I chatted about everything cat under the sun, and more.

I finally set off again on my walk, and just as I was about six houses from home, The Hubby drove up in Cat Car II!

He'd set out to find me, since I'd been gone for over an hour.

Isn't that sweet?

Years ago, I tripped on uneven concrete, fell, and ended up with four fractures in my left hand, with a clunk on my head AND a scraped up knee.

The Hubby remembers that incident, and felt it prudent to look for me...just in case.

My fault for not answering my phone (had it on silent) when he called to check in.

Whoops!

Sorry, dear...and thank you for attempting to rescue me.

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Thankful Thursday: A Year Ago

One year ago today, I tripped and fell while on a walk.

I bonked my noggin, scraped my chin, and my right knee hurt like crazy.

My left hand was hurt too, but I didn't know that until days later.

After laying on the sidewalk for awhile, I stood up, and limped home.  Not a car nor a person was anywhere to witness my shenanigans.

I had broken two bones, in two places.

Thankfully, the hand surgeon was able fix me up with pins, instead of surgery.

Thankfully, my office installed computer software that allowed me to talk-to-type.

Thankfully, the occupational therapy office was located less than a mile from my office, so I only used up my lunch times while getting my hand back in shape.

The very first x-ray of my wounded hand

The lovely nurses who assisted the surgeon were sorry that they didn't have 'Hello Kitty!' wrap for my post-op care, so they drew a cat themselves!

Folks, please always remember to take care!

Protect your body at all costs; no matter what age you are, your bones and body are invaluable.

Treat them wisely, and don't text and WALK!!!

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Tiger Tuesday

Before he was named Paddy O'Malley,
The Hubby called him "Tiger"!

No hard feelings about being picked up for an usie,
The PO'M gives me some licks!

The PO'M's chin doesn't appear to be bothering him in the least, so perhaps he just lost some fur a few weeks ago.  And, if you didn't notice, I'm holding him in my left hand...the one that I smashed in March...and it's just about as good as ever.  So very lucky that a) it was my left hand, and I'm right-handed, b) no surgery was needed, and c) I continue to exercise per the directions given by my occupational therapist.  If there is a downside, other than the extra money that came out of our pockets to pay medical bills, is that my wedding band won't fit.  Yes, I could have it resized, or get a new one (The Hubby has hinted at this), but I'm a sentimental fool and I want MY ring on my finger.  It was chosen 25 years ago, when we were broke, and the set was the least expensive that the jewelry store had. 

Thankful Thursday: Hand, Tub & Hearthrob

Today, I am thankful for:

I was official discharged from occupational
therapy yesterday.  My broken bones in my
left hand are healed, and I've got about as much
strength back as possible.  My ring finger and pinky
still ghost outward, and that may never change.
Still a bit swollen too, but the doc says
I've got a few more months to go for things to be normal.

My upstairs bathroom is back at work!
The plumbing and drain lines were updated,
and The Hubby put in new flooring.
Newspaper found under the floor was dated 1924.
More updates are in store, once we get the downstairs
bathroom ripped apart then rebuilt.

Sly greets me almost every day now, and what a gorgeous
kitty he is!  How gratifying to have this fluffalicous mancat
run up to me, then fall over to offer his tummy?
Seriously, this boy is a little slice of heaven, and only
15 minutes away on foot!  His humans don't even bother to
step out of their home anymore; they see me and (I'm sure) shake
their heads in dismay.  C'mon, look at him!

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Thankful Thursday: Neighborhood Cats

Wee sweetpea wouldn't come out from under the car...
but is wearing a collar, so not a stray

R.I.P. Stormy

I see plenty of cats while walking in my neighborhood.  Wished I could blame my trip, fall, and busted hand bones on seeing a cat, but nope; it was plain inattention and heaved up concrete that caused that.  I try to snap photos of the cats I see, whether in a window, or out and about.  I am thankful that I have a bounty of kitties to engage my attention, plus the neighbors who I chat with, as I explain that I love cats but aren't planning on running off with theirs!

The first photo was taken yesterday.  A new cat in town!

The second photo was from July 2017, of Stormy who was so curious about me!  I learned the other day that he was very sick, and has crossed The Rainbow Bridge.  He wasn't looking terrific that last time I saw him.  Another neighbor explained weeks later that she too noticed that Stormy was ill, and she fed him a few times, then advised his owner that he needed veterinary care.  Apparently, Stormy was euthanized.  I'll miss the boy, since he walked up to me, meowing his little head off, and flopped down to allow petting.  Farewell, Stormy; I am thankful that I got to know you!

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Tumblefurs

The surgeon is pleased with my recovery process; he said that I can ditch the splint!  He wants at least another month of occupational therapy, then I revisit it all at the end of June.

Therefore, on a long weekend with very warm...dare I say HOT?...temperatures, I've been sweeping and straightening up, using both hands on the broom.  You see, running fans to cool us can cause all sorts of things to fly around!

Let's see if you can tell which floor I've been working on, shall we?

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Too hard?  Well, how about some hints?

Hint A

Hint B

Seriously, I cannot get any more plain than this! 

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Answer: Exhibit A and Hint A belong to Angel's Apartment, where the tumblefurs are white, or greyish.  Exhibit B and Hint B are from Da Boyz's Floor, and the image is one of four dustpans FULL of black tumblefurs.

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Monday, May 28, 2018 is America's day to honor 

those who sacrificed their lives for our country.

My heart goes out their families and loved ones,

who carry pride and sorrow in their hearts.

We remember these fallen people,

on Memorial Day...and every day.

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Angel The Healer

Now, about my broken finger bones in my left hand!  On Friday, May 4, my surgeon removed the two pins that he'd placed.  They anchored my fractured #4 and #5 metacarpal bones to the #3 healthy bone, as stabilization.  He was pleased with my progress, gave me a prescription for occupational therapy, and this brace to wear ALL OF THE TIME, except in the shower.

I had to remove the brace
when going through airport security,
but at least those metal pins were gone!

I wear it religiously, and usually put my arm in a sling too.  Yep, I was a sight while gawking around England!

Therapy began last week.  At first, I was pretty sure it was a waste of time, but every new appointment gives me more flexibility, and strength.  And to tell the truth, it's really nice to have people who care, who ask questions, and want me to succeed.  They gave me this edema glove, because my palm still had too much swelling:

Someone suggested that I add lace...

Multiple times a day, I do my finger and wrist exercises, and visit the therapy office every other day on my lunch hour.  But WAIT!  I have some other healing therapy too...

Angel, purring on my injured hand!  Well now, I've got that going for me!

On My Way

Am off for my trip to England, so I'll be quiet for a while.  My left hand is now un-pinned, and I'll start occupational therapy when I return.  Lucky for me, I found a therapy office less than a mile from my office, so I can make lunch-time appointments.  I have a snazzy brace that keeps my wrist from bending too far, which then protects my damaged metacarpal bones as they continue to heal.

These are some of my earliest photos of Chuck and Angel, the two wee kittens who sent me on the path to cat-lover-dom, and to The Blogosphere.

Baby Chuck

Baby Angel

See you all in a week!

Maybe Surgery Saturday

My Left Hand

Angel makes an inspection

Manny making sure that I'm relaxing

The first doctor said I had a fracture.  He sent me to an orthopedic specialist, who is pretty sure I have three breaks.  My CT scan is scheduled for early Tuesday, then I talk to the specialist again once he's looked over those results.

Odds are that surgery is in my future, if doc doesn't think a reset and cast will do the trick.  Meanwhile, I'm in a soft cast, with instructions to keep my hand elevated, iced, and rested. 

Therefore, I may be absent from blogging a bit.  I can type one-handed, though, and will miss you all too much to completely disappear!  The Hubby says I've got street cred, having gone days with broken bones like a real toughie, but I only hope that they have Hello Kitty bandages!

And I have a terrific furry nursing staff...The Hubby included (hardyharhar!)  Take care all; I'll do the same.