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busy Wednesday

The physical therapists are adding new exercises to stretch the side of my ankle that is still very stiff.  It's the left side of my right ankle.  The surgery was all on the right side, but I think the left might be the side that dislocated when I broke it.  Anyway, those tendons and ligaments are very tight.  The stretches are pretty painful, but the therapists tell me not to do so much that I'm in extreme pain.  They've had me bicycling, then got me on the treadmill on Wednesday.

I was using the treadmill rather like I'd push a shopping cart, the physical therapist told me, and showed me how I should be walking with longer strides.  My normal walking pace is faster than the .5 he gradually worked me up to, but I kind of got the hang of it.  He said he wanted me to try to walk without limping.  I don't think I managed that too well when my pace was slower than usual.

Afterwards, Mom and I did some driving practice.  We found a relatively empty parking lot in a corporate park, and I practiced driving slowly, then putting on the brake.  I'm accustomed to braking gently, because I don't want to activate the anti-lock brakes.  It takes longer to stop with the anti-lock brakes engaged.  It all came back to me, and I went around the few cars that were in the parking lot, then went out onto the little roads that led through the corporate park.  After a couple of circles, my leg was starting to tremble, so I let Mom take over for the drive out on the main roads to home.

We made it to the church supper in plenty of time.  There wasn't any curried chicken, but there was shepherd's pie, and chicken with spinach and penne pasta.  There were several desserts, including coconut cake, a pie with ice cream inside, and a birthday cake for J.D. made from Ghiradelli chocolate.  Mostly I told the story of my ankle to the ladies.  The ones who had seen me in a wheelchair or walker on my rare church appearances were glad to see that I was on a cane now.

There was a speaker on women's fiction.  She's an English professor at [local university], with a specialization in Victorian literature.  She said how the fiction ran the gamut from "women's fiction so strong that it's practically literature" to chick lit to "women's fiction that crosses over into romance."  The professor mentioned a number of British authors of women's fiction, and some American ones.  She also talked about how variations on Pride and Prejudice were practically a cottage industry of their own.

I'd read books by a number of the romance authors, including Mary Balogh, Eloisa James, Lisa Kleypas, and Robyn Carr.  We get a lot of books by Jennifer Cruisie, Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Susan Wiggs, Kristan Higgins and Victoria Dahl at the secondhand bookstore, as well.  I may have read one by Susan Wiggs, but I'll have to try the others sometime.

I asked about acquiring the British books, whether Amazon.uk would have them.  The speaker told me that they really get you on shipping charges that way.  She recommended trying secondhand bookstores at the shore, like Hooked on Books in Wildwood, NJ, and one she thought was called Barrier Island Books in Stone Harbor.  We might make a day trip sometime, or crash with those relatives who live more on the eastern side of New Jersey.  My grandmother on Mom's side lived at the shore.  I miss her, and I miss going to the beach.

I'm not so much for big sweeping sagas in which there are several generations, and at least one or two generations die off in the course of the book or books.  I get invested in the characters I first read about, and would rather follow their story for a few years through their twenties, thirties or forties than from when they're infants and into old age.  Sometime I should read the Cazalet Chronicle, though.  The professor highly recommended that.

It turned into a pretty busy day.  It was nice to see the ladies at church, although most who are in the women's group are around Mom's age, and the younger ones seem to be relatively conservative.  I talked a little about my editing.  The speaker said that some of the variations on Pride and Prejudice were "spicy," so I chose that word to describe the books I edit.  I didn't really go into how they were explicit erotic romance, gay, straight and menage.  I think more liberal members of Generation X and younger could deal with that, but not so much the church ladies. 


Tags: books, medical, reading, romance
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