My husband, Jerry, has been approved to begin the slow process towards full weight-bearing on his injured leg! It’s been a long seven weeks since the accident and I’m thrilled this approval has come sooner rather than later.
They have also graduated him into a lighter leg brace. It still has plenty of side support, but is much lighter and without the bending restrictions the bigger brace had.
Now that the healing has been coming along pretty well and X-rays show the knitting of the fractures are on track, it’s time for Jer to buckle down and DO his strength building exercises.
This is not something I can do for him, and I’m finding it difficult to maintain my cheerfully supportive attitude in the face of his non-compliance.
If he continues procrastinating, it is only going to be that much harder on him when he gets to out-patient PT in early April and they expect him to be at a certain level … a level he is sadly no where’s near since his idea of “doing his exercises” consists of “I did them while you were gone/in the other room/knitting/etc.”
Seriously? In his shoes, I’d be SO antsy to be up and about. I remember how hard I worked last winter to do just that. He’s not in pain at this point. He just needs to put in the effort to rebuild strength and range of motion.
Even so, my spirits are improving with each day of ever-extending daylight hours. We just passed Spring Equinox, which means … well, it means it ought to stop snowing any day now. ☃️
While I wait for Spring, I’ve done a lot of spinning. This has been my saving grace during Jerry’s recovery. The wheel occupies my hands, feet and mind on days when I most need the distraction.
I’ve spun up nearly 30 ounces of creamy natural Polwarth into soft, squishy sport-weight yarn.
I’m planning a dye project and am hoping it comes out as I have envisioned it in my head. I usually dye or blend fibers before I spin, but this time I’ve done the spinning first and now need to add color.
And then there are evenings when it seems all I can do is sit back on the sofa, with my wheel in front of me, my headset on quiet-mode to block out the never-ending sound of the TV, and just treadle – without even bothering to set up a bobbin.
I’ve also started knitting myself a pair of fingerless mitts to match a hat I spun and knit up last winter. I pulled the dark, smoky teal Alpaca hat out to wear last week and realized I still had two balls of matching yarn upstairs in my stash. Waste not, want not.
It snowed again last night, but not much. Temperatures continue to slowly … oh so slowly, rise.
It’s that time of year; when it’s above freezing and warm enough to melt some during the day, and then the puddles freeze into solid ice at night, leaving icy conditions for the unwary walker.
I continue to scatter road salt on icy patches near the front porch to keep an ice-free path to the car.
In the meantime, I’m keeping my eyes open and watching the willow trees near the house. They could burst out in pussy willows any time now.
Happy Spring! Hey, it may not look quite like Spring yet, but I know it’s out there. 🌷☀️🪴
De & the Dachsies - Our Rambles 