This week has flown by. Recovery has not been
at the forefront of my brain at all this week. I guess that’s because I’ve been
busy living. Solo workouts in the deep-water pool, driving lessons with Emma – “No
wreckage…no carnage” is her evaluation – and finishing preparations for Rimbey
on Sunday has occupied me. I have mostly kept up the monitoring of my blood
pressure. Once or twice it was high…169. That was because I was frustrated with
Beatrix because she hasn’t made any plans for her vacation break, and I could
see the summer slipping by with no break happening. I got really upset about
that yesterday, and my BP went up, so I talked with her last night. She’s busy
making arrangements as I write. She will get away to Denver in August.
I live vacation all the time – no work, Tim’s
every day, TV every night. I can wait until September when I visit Jennifer. We
are already planning a few weeks in southern Saskatchewan (East End and Val
Marie) next summer. A real rest for both of us.
Emma’s visit is a real boon for us. She is so
bright, so warm and friendly, and so chatty and full of information that it is
wonderful to have her here. Her Mom, Dad and Angus arrive next weekend, and our
enjoyment will double with both siblings here for a few weeks. Plus Angus will
help me alter the back yard flowerbed! It will also be wonderful to see Caley
and Joe again. Once a year is not enough.
So although recovery has not been at the top
of my agenda, it has been happening all the same. I am not conscious of it, but
I’m doing things every day that enrich and relax my life. When the garage
repair is done I will feel even better. Especially if we can pay for it. That
is always my concern; although Beatrix assures me that it will not be a
problem. She has been the contractor-in-chief on this. My broken brain will
simply not hold all the information about it at one time; I forget and get
confused, and then anxious. Way better that she is in charge! Enough for today.
The electrician is coming to install a control in the garage. Later…
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