I just looked back at my blog posts, I didn't blog much last year. It was a hard year for me, adjusting to this new body of mine. This body that seems to have betrayed me. I am not that old, only half way through my life. My knees seem to be older. I walk like my gram did.
I had two surgeries for injuries due to degeneration. They are both arthritic, and I have lost the ability to pick up and go walking. I hardly leave the house unless Mark drives me somewhere. I walk Miss Bean to the edge of the property and am fearful of falling on the ice and tearing the meniscus again.
I am sure I will adjust to this new me in time but truly it sucks a big one.
I know I am not dying, I do not have a terrible disease, but big changes like this out of the blue are challenging.
I have not wove a rug since before my first surgery in the summer. I have been working at finishing a memory rug for a friend since the spring. I am starting to desire textile, to start cutting and then weaving again, I know it will come.
The surgeon said I will have to wait 10 years for new knees, how depressing is that, ten years. To live this way so limited in my movement. I do understand my left knee is still healing. It will get better than this!
I will search for treatments other than surgery for arthritis... and will anxiously await spring and dry non slippery sidewalks.
I will be making jewelry, and will soon be weaving.
This is what has kept me from blogging, my mind has to adjust to this new life.
I have gained a pile of weight, hard to shed when you don't move about much. I have been researching recumbent exercise bikes, I think I have it narrowed down and will soon order one. I'll take a photo of it when it arrives!