Two steps forward, one step back

On Sunday, the day after my last post, Brian escorted me out to the shop to watch him (and eventually Rick) work. I don't get it, but having me do so makes my son so happy. I took along my spindle and spun and watched (and even helped Brian a little by feeding that red tubing to him) until the linens in the shop dryer were dry. Then Brian carried the laundry basket and escorted me back to the house.

Rick had finally found my FitBit, which was removed at the hospital, and I charged it Saturday night. With moving around in the house and walking out the shop I got in 3,540 steps on Sunday, a far cry from my 12,000 daily minimum before my stroke (in fact, I got 19,395 steps the day OF my stroke!). I decided to strive for at least a few more steps every day in my effort to 'resume normal activities' as my discharge instructions say. On Monday I got 4,838 steps, and on Tuesday, I ventured out with Rick's old cattle-working cane and walked to the gate to pick up some packages there, put them in the garage, then walked to the barn to see the horses (it was the Lunar New Year and so the first day of the "Year of the Horse" – how could I not?), and got eggs from the hen house on my way back up. It all made me so happy, and I got in 5,924 steps.

this horse mobile hangs in our bedroom window

gorgeous cloudscape from our deck before I ventured out

the changing cloudscape when I returned from outdoors

I was surprised to see that one of the packages from the gate was addressed to me, as I wasn't expecting any of the things I had ordered (more on that later) to arrive yet. But when I looked at the return address and saw "TimPrint" and "Kentucky," I suspected my longtime blogpal and good friend IRL Sara. Sure enough, she sent me a card with a photo of her and Bea enjoying a beautiful sky in which she wrote such encouraging words, two sachets of loose-leaf herb tea, and some sheep cut-outs I can wrap with homespun and use as Christmas or everyday ornaments. A big mood boost at the end of a mood-boosting day!

My head and sciatica were fine with all the increased activity; I count that as two big steps forward!

Then one huge step back occurred. One of my toes, yes, a toe, objected. Stella stepped on this toe a year or two (or more) ago, and the middle joint has bent upward ever since; I suspect she broke it and it healed improperly. As a result most of my more structured shoes/boots bother it, so I wear my soft allbirds most of the time. A few months back I wore a pair of short boots that had heretofore been okay but they wore a blister on the top of that toe, making it even more touchy. I had worn my roomy chore boots to go outside Sunday and Tuesday since they haven't bothered my toe in the past, but on Wednesday my toe got very bothered – swollen, red, and extremely tender to the touch of even socks. I was worried that maybe it had gotten infected somehow, but my veterinarian husband and my nurse neighbor both thought otherwise and suggested I just hot-pack it. I've been doing that multiple times a day the last two days without much change, which has kept me inside with one bare foot; I only got 4,795 steps on Wednesday and 5,757 steps on Thursday (up and down stairs to do laundry and to get more spinning fiber). This morning Rick suggested sandals in passing, so I dug out my one pair of open-toed Keens. They work! The only problem is that I don't want to use them inside and outside, where it is muddy, then back inside; we don't wear outside shoes inside. So today I've been wearing them inside, where I appreciate the arch support, insulation from the cold floor, and protection from bits of debris (vacuuming is on today's to-do list). I might find a solution for that; in the meantime the 'one huge step back' has been slightly ameliorated.

I mentioned ordering some things. Indeed, I felt I deserved some 'retail therapy' in honor of surviving a stroke and the Year of the Horse! While still at OHSU I ordered three tops from Coldwater Creek, pictured below in screenshots from their website. I was hoping a horsey top would arrive in time to wear for the Lunar New Year, but was disappointed. I also took advantage of a sale on 'Muddy Mats,' getting three in a color that goes nicely with our great room wall color. These might help with wearing my sandals inside after outdoor outings if I do my best to stay out of the messiest of areas. I also ordered two pairs of shoes from PoshMark after another close friend turned me on to that app. I was looking for styles that might work with my sore toe once it quiets down; being comfortably shod is a huge priority for me. Eventually I plan to sell some stuff on PoshMark as well; I think it may become a replacement for eBay for me.

When I'm sitting, I'm often spinning and listening to an ebook (currently Chosen By A Horse; recommended!). Still spinning away on the navy top with my three Dovekies. I'm contemplating plying it with some Inglenook Sticklebatts I purchased, spun thin. Oh, and when my head is feeling truly alert I work on running my needle through the stitches of my Dala sweater just below the arm holes, which is where I want to rip back to. I figure picking through the stitches like this is far easier than trying to pick up fine, black, loose stitches after ripping back without a lifeline.

That's the post-stroke report from . . .