Recovering from anything is tedious. If you are older recovery is even more tedious. If the dog days of summer have arrived and all the television programs are repeats of repeats, and the garden you can’t attend to looks like an abandoned lot, it can be boring. Nothing to do but prop up your leg and pick up a book or two or three.
Currently, I have two mysteries on the go with bodies turning up faster than you can say “Jack Rabbit.” I won’t spoil them by discussing them here. I have a rule about refraining from comments about a book until I have actually read it.
Meanwhile, I’m casting about, looking for the next history to read. I learned how to read history with a critical eye (the profs called it “critical,” as in learning how to separate the guff from the thoughtfully constructed reputable scholarly stuff) while in my graduate program. I want to retain this skill…which means careful section of said subject.
Although David hauled over 20 bags of books to Goodwill, I retained several hard copy books from my classes…classics like The Machiavellian Moment.. And I have many more on my Kindle. Perhaps too many. My own library. Ah well, they don’t get dusty, they don’t decompose, the parrot can’t destroy them, and I didn’t kill a forest. Someday, I will read most of them…maybe…
Truth is, I have discovered the joy of cooking. Not the book…I own that and 30 other hard copy cook books. No this is the real joy of making something we enjoy eating. This morning, David helped me prepare a marinade for a gluten-free “Asian” pork dish. This is like chemistry class, he said as he fetched bottles of vinegar, soy sauce, sesame oil and other items from cupboards. Yes, I told him, this is what makes cooking fun.
I love puzzles, mysteries, etc. Wondering how something will turn out is the mystery. Assembling and organizing the items I need for a recipe is the puzzle. I am becoming a regular Morse or Sherlock in the kitchen. Problem is, standing and/or walking for any period of time is tiring and my “recovering” knee begins to ache. Thus my requirement for David to act as a “runner.”
Meanwhile, I have a bag of frozen chocolate chip cookies in the freezer, along with a second pan of brownies (for David) and slices of my gluten-free, high protein, low-fat, low carb cheesecake for me.
I enter recipes in the Weight Watchers recipe builder software, so I know how many points are involved with each item. The WW recipe builder, the “gluten-free” APPs and many of my gluten-free cook-books are on my iPad, so I am spending large amounts of time each day on one device or another. Much fun!
As I mentioned above, recovery is moving slowly. My PT for TKR is lined up through the middle of October. Nicole leaves the next week to resume life as a stay-at-home mom. Justin returns from vacation to take over my therapy. Justin worked with my hip-joint last fall. The good news is, after almost one year, my hip finally feels normal.
This morning, a woman at the groomers’ told me it took her sister a year to recover from joint replacement surgery. Sounds about right.