Merry Christmas!

And smooth sailing in 2014!

Where did the year go? It's hard to believe that in just eleven days we will be entering a brand new year.

This hasn't been the greatest past five months for me. I'm still hobbling around using a walker. I haven't been able to get out of the house by myself.

Whoa! Why am I not considering the blessings these months have brought? Helpful friends have gathered around me. I managed to publish three books on Amazon and Kindle. When I couldn't do anything else, I could write.

So I'm entering the holiday season in good spirits. I'm going to try and write more on my blog in 2014. Have to keep you posted on my progress (grin).

In the meantime I want to wish you all a blessed Merry Christmas and a happy prosperous New Year


                                              Merry Christmas To One And All!

                                                                                      
                                                                      Audrey

Where There's A Will, There's A Way

Where there's a will, there's a way!

     Just when I had hope my foot was healing, I had a bad setback. It was my own fault – I actually forgot the foot was still broken. Since I wasn’t having any pain, I began to move around more freely. No more going up and down stairs on my backside. I just started walking up and down. Since daughter Barbara was coming down for a quickie visit, I washed sheets, made the bed, mopped the bathroom floor. When both Pam and Barbara were here, I ran around like a crazy fool, happiness in my heart. Well, now I’m paying for it.

     Overnight my foot swelled, the pain became intense. Back to the doctor. X-rays showed I had “flattened” the bone to the point that it became a secondary break. Doctor’s orders, no walking for two weeks. All I can do is keep my foot elevated. For the first day I was very obedient, but then it struck me – I wanted to use my computer to write and still keep the foot elevated. My solution was simple. I just propped it on the wastebasket nest to the computer.

     So now I’m still obeying doctor’s orders with the satisfaction of being able to write again!


Note: I sent the photo to my friend Jane and this was her response with a little graphic to go with it.


You are a very clever lady! Four sayings come to mind:
1. Necessity is the mother of invention.
2.Where there's a will, there's a way!
3.Winston Churchill says: Attitude is a little thing that can make a big difference.
4.When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.

 

Das Boot



Not my boot, but similar, for a broken foot! Not on crutches thank goodness.

        Last week I broke my right foot. It's been hard getting around, but since there is nothing I can do about it, I'm not going to complain

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       Actually, there is a humorous side to all this if I look at it the right way.

       Picture me crawling around on my hands and knees like an eighty-five-year old baby because I can't stand up due to the pain. My cat "Blossom" is following me around, purring like she's my soul mate. We seem to be on level ground now. If I suddenly start lapping at her food bowl, I'll be ready for the men in the little white coats.

       I am still concerned walking up and down on the thirteen steps.
Another thing to picture – me going up and down each stair on my backside. One step at a time, pushing myself from stair to stair with my arms. Maybe I'll get some muscles back. My arms will always be flabby, but a little more strength would be nice.

       There was a light in my day when the taxi driver picked me up to go to the clinic. He was friendly and helpful. When we got to the clinic, he hung around until the nurse brought out a wheelchair. By my second trip with him we had become buddies.

       Seems he wants to become a writer, but wasn't sure how to go about getting started. Wow! That was right up my alley. I forgot my pain and started advising him. Told him if he wrote only twenty-five words each and every day, he would soon find his mind thinking up ideas. I gave him a book called "If I Can Write, You Can Write." It's the book I used to get started - best book on the market.

      He left happy and I felt blessed. Everything happens for a reason. Who knows, maybe one day he'll be this generation's Ernest Hemmingway.