Well, I never did find the wireless router, so I haven't been online nearly as much as I thought I might be after my injury and subsequent surgery.
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I have tried to keep up with blogs in my bloglines account and at some point in the summer I did some sort of click that wiped out all my unread posts, so I hope I didn't miss anything terribly exciting.
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As I said a month ago, this knee thing has brought me to my, well, to my knees. I have been far more humbled by this injury and recovery than any other single occurrence in my life. The help that I've needed and my real inability to do much outside the living room with my children has brought about a great deal of trust and spiritual growth.
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For instance, I trust that without a doubt, no matter what happens, God will take care of us. This is proven by the very fact that 15 people showed up to help us move on the hottest day of the year. And they not only helped, but they worked until their muscles screamed and their clothes were stuck to them with the sweat of the work. We had meals brought to us off and on for two months, and for weeks after my surgery.
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One friend, in particular, would pop in the week after surgery, fill my ice machine with fresh ice, bring lunch or breakfast upstairs to me and then be on her way. She just took care of little things, but those little things had to be taken care of and in the week following surgery, I was high as a kite and really don't remember too much. This friend also coordinated the bringing of meals by the other moms in our homeschooling group and church family. Not to mention taking my kids to the movies and the pool and other things.
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The girls also had playdates with many friends. They'd be picked up in the morning and returned about dinner time - a fantastic way for me to be able to just take care of myself (this really only involved keeping my leg up and the ice machine on it the entire day). They claim their summer was fun and exciting.
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We had a friend invite us a few weeks ago, at the last minute, to join her at the beach. It was awesome to smell the salty air and have the sun shining on my face after a summer spent indoors with my leg on a stack of pillows.
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Other than that, I've accomplished nothing this summer. Sure, we moved and if you're visiting my house, it looks like we're all unpacked. But, the garage is impossible to get into and I have a room that is haphazardly filled with bath and linen items (there are no linen closets in this whole house), along with the overflow from my closet. I have a room filled with boxes of my craft stuff - sewing, scrapbooking, crafty items... And in the basement storage area, there is stuff piled on the counter about 3 feet deep and 5 feet wide that was dumped out of boxes in desperation before surgery - in an attempt to just get the boxes out of here. In retrospect, perhaps a few boxes stacked on the counter would have been easier to deal with. But I am so tired of cardboard, that I just had to get it out of here.
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That being said, I think if I could be on my feet all day, I could probably get the house things squared away in about a week. Realistically, it will take me a month to get these things done. And another month to get the pillow covers made for the living room.
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I've not started planning the school days, which will start in, oh, 4 days. So, I suppose I should sign off for now, with the promise that I will try harder to update sooner than a month from now. At least for my own reference to how the school year started after the summer that I did nothing but recover from knee surgery.
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OOH! I should write down for posterity, though, that this morning at my follow-up with the surgeon he mistakenly thought I must be three months post-surgery because I'm doing so great. Huzzah! It's been 6 weeks, even though I feel like I'm not doing great, apparently the medical professionals think I am a rock-star-knee-healer-physical-therapy-doer. Pretty cool. Though, I'd rather have not hurt my knee to begin with.
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Until next time, God Bless you!
