September 11th, 2010

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soap opera this week

Today's Verbotene Liebe clip was on Ichglotzgerman.  Nanna apologized for taking a couple of days to get the last two subtitled clips up on Ichglotzutube, because she'd had the flu.  She does so much for us English-speaking viewers, and then apologizes for being sick.  Many of the people who comment on her channels thank her for the clips, but she deserves more recognition for her general awesomeness.  The day of the wedding episode, she'd just gotten back from vacation, and did subtitles for eight hours straight.  That's totally a full-time job, and a taxing one.  I'm far from alone in my deep appreciation for all she does.  Wednesday's clip was much funnier when I understood what the guys were saying.  I'd gotten the basic idea, but the flatmates had gotten some great lines.


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Friday real life

It was a busy day in real life.  First, we were off to the orthopedist's to get the plaster cast off, which was a loud procedure, with a rotating little plaster saw.  They took X-rays, and the doctor seemed pleased enough with how my ankle was healing.  I graduated to a removable cast, a boot.  It's probably as heavy as the plaster cast, and much more bulky, but I can take it off to bathe and sleep.  I start two months of physical therapy next week, and see the doctor again in five weeks.  I didn't expect to be putting my full weight on the leg right away, but it's a very slow process.

We went to the bank.  Then I convinced Mom to make a quick stop at the small Indian grocery that's relatively near home, and picked up some mango lassis.  I was tired after hopping across the pedestrian crosswalk to the strip mall, then down the sidewalk a bit to the store.  I had Mom pick me up outside the grocery, as I didn't think my leg would hold me for another walk across that part of the parking lot.

I called to get my first physical therapy appointment, then arranged for transportation.  Fortunately, it's an area that the rural paratransit goes to, because still nothing doing with SEPTA.  We got home and had lunch, then I filled out more paperwork, and we went to semi-local town to drop that off.  I was really tired after that, and just wanted to rest.  Mom went out again grocery shopping.

S.M. from garden club called to say that she needed a group reservation form for a garden we're going to visit.  She didn't want to bother the neighbor down the street to try to get her printer/copier working, but needed a copy of the form.  I told her I'd print one out if she wanted to come pick it up.  She said she was coming to a local strip mall anyway.  I was in the bathroom when she stopped by, but Mom was home by then, and gave her the page I'd printed out.  She didn't even wait to say hi to me, but took off on her shopping.

I had walked more with the new boot than I'd walked on the walker ever before, I think.  Until physical therapy evaluates me, I'm not putting weight on the leg.  I'm either keeping it up as I did the plaster cast, or practicing putting the boot down at the same time I put all my weight on my arms, to get used to the motion I'll be making with the boot for quite some time yet.

I went up to take a shower after dinner.  I had to stop and rest at practically every step, because I was so tired.  My right leg was very shaky and pretty painful when I took it out of the boot and got it into the tub.  I think the incision had rubbed, for one thing.  I was trying to balance on the shower stool without putting any weight on that leg.  It felt good to finally be able to wash it, though.  I ended up slinging it over the edge of the tub for balance to wash my left leg.  I was very afraid getting up out of the tub, but managed to do it without touching that foot down.  My impression is that if I put my full weight on it, especially if I put my full weight on it at a bad angle, it will break again.

I worked on a couple of editing jobs that evening, then took some painkillers and called it a night.  I don't seem to have much problem with sleeping with my leg propped up and the boot off.  I dozed, and woke a couple of hours later, starting to get hives.  My guess is that I've become allergic to the painkillers, which is bad news.  It's possible that I was having an allergic reaction to the mango in the lassi, but I'd drunk that several hours previously.  I'd think that would have caused a reaction more quickly than six hours' time.  I took a couple of Benedryl, and eventually dozed off again.
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Saturday real life

I took a sponge bath and had brunch, then we were off to the shoemakers to get the loose sole on my sneaker fixed, and stretch out the shoes that had rubbed my left toes raw.  He glued the sneaker sole right away, which makes it much less scary to hop backwards onto a step.  I was very happy that had been repaired.

I wanted to stop at Party City next, and get glowsticks.  I'd turned the family room light off last night, and hadn't been able to get it back on at the other switch, or at the original switch until I did it by hand, rather than flipping it with the edge of the lapdesk.  I used one of the bigger glowsticks (on a lanyard) that I still had.  It was a really nice blue.  At least that way I could see to get into the bathroom.  I now know how to put on the walking boot, with all its straps, in very low light and when I'm a little groggy.  However, nothing doing for going to Party City -- Dad was anxious to get home and watch the Phillies game, which started at 4:00 p.m.  He stopped at Pep Boys for a dome light for the car, then we stopped at a grocery store.

I had said to let me out at the curb cut-out by the store, but Dad didn't do that.  He parked in a handicapped parking space that was really relatively far from the grocery store.  Mom had told him to park in the shade, and that was the handicapped space in the shade, the furthest one away.  He didn't get out my wheelchair as he did at the shoemakers, but just got out my walker.  It was a long walk.

Fortunately, the store had scooters available, and I got in one by the store entrance.  It wasn't as fun as the one at Longwood Gardens, because I could only get it to move or stop, so the drive ended up being very jerky.  It was pretty good for backing up, though.  No warning beeps, so Mom and Dad had to jump to get their toes out of the way a couple of times when I backed up.  I'd told them that I was backing up.  It wasn't like they had no warning at all.  We got rye bread, which Mom wanted, and watermelon, which I wanted.  Everybody else likes watermelon, too.  The cashier at the register I went to said I could drive the scooter out to the car, and she'd drive it back, so she went out with us.  That made the trip back a whole lot easier.

When we got home, I had watermelon and tea.  I tried the last kind of flowering tea that was in the box Jordan had sent as a get well basket.  That one was Jasmine Pearls.  It's these tiny balls of tea that open up into long strands.  I steeped it for quite a while.  I like my tea strong.  It was very good.  I'll get more of it next time I go shopping online.  That box, with nine different kinds of tea and a glass teapot for watching the tea flowers bloom, kept me entertained for weeks.

I still have the teapot, and more flowering tea.  I think there's only one kind they make that I haven't tried yet, and I've got boxes of that.  I'd thought I'd ordered one box of Sunset Oolong tea, with six tea flowers in a box.  I got six boxes with six tea flowers in each box.  I checked my bank statement, and they'd charged what I thought was the price for one box for it all.  I think some friends and relatives may be getting a box of Sunset Oolong tea as a present.  It depends how much I like it.  Generally I like oolong tea, but it would take me quite a while to drink that much, especially as you can steep each tea flower twice or three times.

Tonight is the online Chrolli fans meeting: http://www.justin.tv/ftlnewsfeed -- it's being called the Chrolli book club, as the plan is that we'll discuss the episodes that week and the pairing.  I've been looking forward to it through this week.  I'm sure I'll be up for several hours, though between eating watermelon and drinking green tea, I'll be away from the keyboard every few minutes.  Not to worry, though.  I'll hop back as quickly as I can.