Christmas is coming. Yikes! I got started
in our Christmas letter mailing (for those not on email) on Tuesday night this
week. By Thursday AM, I had sent them all, and wrapped many gifts and boxed
them for mailing for busing. Currently, my halo is glowing. Can you not see it?
On the recovery front, things are not so
good. Walking is generally OK, apart from freezing rain that makes the
sidewalks treacherous. I’ve had one fall, where no sand was spread on an
intersection. Nothing broken; lovely yellow bruise! The problem is with swimming. Open heart
surgery has left with chronically short of breath in extreme exercise. In “the
old day” I could run for two hours without a break. Today, I can often not make
one length of the pool without gasping and restarting swimming. When I get so
breathless, my legs won’t work, and they just flutter, rather than kick. Pain
in the butt. Swimming with flippers made me fast, and thus able to reach the
end of the pool with ease. However, the extra pressure pinched a nerve in my
lower back. Can’t use flippers at the moment.
‘Swimming without flippers is incredibly
slow, and causes me to collapse from oxygen loss before I make 25 metres! Very
frustrating. At the moment, I have decided to forgo swimming for a week let my
back settle down. I’ll walk every day, even on icy streets, rather than try to
swim and almost drown!
Today, with some encouragement, Beatrix
phoned her Dad and Sister to come for Christmas dinner. It looks like they will
come! This is a first! Family for Christmas. Not mine, but hers!
This week, the tree goes up. Probably the
last one on the block. Some have been up since mid-November! I’ll cut the
bottom for soaking tomorrow, and we’ll go from there. It requires two of us,
since I can’t carry the tree, according to my doctor.
Many people have seen the announcement in
the local paper about my birthday celebration on January 4. I’ve gotten more
than a few congratulations. How many people will come for coffee and pie is
anybody’s guess. I’m saying 20 or 30 max. I’ll let you know. In the meantime, I’m
thinking about the logistics of 10 people for dinner. More plates, more cutlery.
Logistics is my job. The Pastor is super busy at this time of year. Not me. I’ll
manage to get things organized between visits to Tim Horton's. I hope!
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