All is 'recovery mode.'

Well, Norah’s wedding is over. I haven’t been to such a well-planned and enjoyable celebration for a long time. It was really fun, and I enjoyed my little participation very much. It was pointed out that I had related to four generations of the Freeman family (Ruth’s family). At the wedding supper I met the fifth generation; two little children, the grandchildren of Ruth’s brother Chris. What does that make me…besides OLD?

Recovery continues. Workouts at the Rehab program are getting more strenuous, particularly upper bodywork. Dr. Swartz will be pleased. I see her on Tuesday. She has urged me to strengthen my upper body for a time now. I am walking a full 70 minutes, five days a week. I think I won’t increase the time, or I’ll be walking all day, and having no life!

Beatrix is undergoing some work-related stress these days, and this has prompted some discussion between us about where to live when she retires, whenever that is. Current choice is Wetraskiwin, about a half hour north of us. Have I mentioned this before? If so, here it is again! The benefits of Wetaskiwin have to do with the location of our physician, and a really good hospital, plus a larger community, only 20 minutes or so from the Edmonton airport.

It’s interesting how recovery prompts fresh thinking about where to live, how to live, and to wonder about how long I will live. ‘Life’ is the theme, and all the questions are the subtext.

I began thinking seriously about summer vacation this past week. I’ve been wondering about the shape of the “birthday weekend” in Winnipeg. I hope someone can give me a rough timeline soon. There are people I want to see while there, and I’d like to be in touch with them beforehand about it. (Hint, hint.) Ruth Lumax’ father, John Freeman, didn’t make it to his granddaughter’s wedding due to health problems. He has to be closing in on ninety, and I want to see him this summer.

Recovery now involves the pool twice a week. I am slowly regaining my strength in the water. Soon it will be time to test out my ability to survive deep-water workouts. Then I can begin the labour of swimming. All in good time…but sooner rather than later. I still haven’t managed to get the bike on the road, however. Why do I keep resisting that?

The replacement of the garage floor was completed this week. Wow! It looks great! Light grey tile, smooth and easy to clean. A good replacement for the crumbling concrete, caused by salt lying on it. One step in the process of re-doing parts of the house. We haven’t fully decided how long we’ll live in it, or exactly where we might go. But at some point, we’ll move…on…up…or out, for sure. One way of looking t this is to say; after over a decade in Stampede Town North, recovery is necessary and important, one way or another! (BTW, Stampede Town South is Calgary, Alberta).