I’ve made no secret that I’m tired of all of this snow (like everyone else in the country).
Make no mistake here. I do actually like snow. But when it shuts down life and you can’t even leave your house, that’s where I draw the line. Or when the snow banks are 5ft tall in a place where nobody uses snow tires or chains, there’s a line there too. Or when your pseudo-family isn’t around to play Risk (or make your meals), that’s just below the belt.
I realized recently that the reason why I’ve become so stir crazy is because last year I was still in PT & if I wasn’t I was home resting from PT (also known as napping). It also didn’t snow nearly as much so getting lunch after PT and before going home wasn’t a huge deal. Even though it was less than ideal, I got out.
Wheelchairs + snow = not so much.
Crutches + snow = not so much, times two.
Now I don’t have to contend with a wheelchair, or crutches, so I’m pretty happy about that. But the snow really isn’t helping my quest for further independence. My timing in these sort of situations isn’t always the best.
A few weeks ago I realized my post surgical timing has actually improved however.
You see way back in ’96 things were pretty much the same; lots of snow & no/little mobility, except there were bitter cold temperatures and lots of ice too.
I was actually kept in the hospital another day because of the weather.
How often does THAT actually happen?
My timing could be better, but it has gotten better. I can be thankful for that.
(If more surgery is in my future I really must work on the timing a little harder)
This winter is teaching me something. Just because you are mobile doesn’t mean you don’t still need some stillness in your life. It’s winter. So I’m being still. I’ll learn to enjoy it, eventually.
He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.” –Psalm 46:10
How many days till spring (or just until the snow banks aren’t taller than I am)?