Weekend Coffee Share – 9/25/22

Good morning! Please join me for a cup of something warm. It is rainy and chilly today.

If we were having coffee, I would follow up with last week’s coffee share with the many jars of jellies I made. I could put some cream cheese on a cracker and let you sample some. The mango/Carolina reaper seems to be the biggest hit, although many enjoyed the pineapple habanero. I also made gluten free pumpkin scones with maple icing. I am sorry to say they did not last long so can’t offer that up.

Since the reaper/scorpion peppers are so hot, a dozen jars of jellies didn’t even make a dent in my pile of peppers so today we will work on Strawberry pepper jelly, hot honey, and I will make guacamole. Since the mango jelly went fast, I’ll make another round of that as well.

If we were having a chat over coffee, I would share that I had the pins removed from my toes last week. It was a very odd feeling, but not painful. I was permitted to get my foot wet for the first time since the 23rd of August yesterday and I had the most glorious hot shower. I put a chair in the shower as I am still not to walk on it (but am permitted to stand on it for a few minutes) and just let the water wash over me. My husband has been wonderful with babysitting me while I shower, but I can’t relax to take a long hot one when he is leaning against the sink waiting for me. Oh and remember the pain I wasn’t feeling? Well, its here now. I guess it must be the nerves regenerating and between the horrible itching as the scars heal and the plantar pain on the side of my foot, I regret every wishing to feel pain. Of course, I am grateful that the pain, although pretty much constant, is not narcotic worthy. I have my final post-op visit in a few weeks and then I guess it’s off to PT to get some strength back.

Nothing much else has been going on in my life. I am a bear of a person to deal with when I am not my usual self and I hope I can get back into my routines soon. Of course, next up are the holidays and my routine is shot to hell and back then again. Ugh, bracing for the after-effects of hidden anxiety. Boo.

Hope you are all doing well! Thanks for stopping.

Share Your World – 9/20/22

I’m jumping into an early morning Share Your World and hopefully my answers will be upbeat before the day beats me down. I’ve heard Melanie is recovering so Di is still hosting Share Your World (much appreciated), while Melanie gets her strength up.

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1.   Are you an early riser or late starter to the day? I am hands down 150% a morning person. I am usually up no later than 5 a.m. (if I sleep in). I love the morning. I love the quiet. The freshness of a clean slate.

2.  Do you adopt Breakfast like a king, Lunch like a prince and Dine like a Pauper? No. I rarely eat breakfast and if I do, its a few bites of something. My Starbucks is my breakfast. Lunch during the week is about my biggest meal and I credit that to it being the only way I will stop working. I have to eat food and can’t type and do that. Dinner is usually modest. On the weekends, I have a slightly bigger breakfast, which is really more like brunch by the time I am hungry, and often skip lunch. Dinner is still modest.

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3.  Do you have a sweet or savoury tooth? So much a sweet tooth.

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4.  Would you prefer a hot relaxing bath or a massage (remember, family friendly people!)? Those are my only choices? I will have to go with a bath then. I don’t like to soak in a tub, but I detest people touching me. While I think a massage would be more beneficial, I seriously doubt I could relax enough with people touching me to be effective. If I could choose, it would be a quiet, very hot shower.

My gratitude this week:

I get (God Willing) the blasted pins out of my toes this week. Please let it be so. I am also very grateful for the cool mornings and beautiful clear skies.

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Weekend Coffee Share – 9/16/22

Good morning everyone! What a glorious time of year this is. Waking up to cool breezes and soon the scent of fall will be in the air. Not that I have a good sense of smell, but I’ll let that psychosomatic response run free.

In my previous posts, I had whined about not having a lot of pain with my foot surgery despite hearing non-stop from people how very painful this surgery is. There was the instant concern about nerve damage when my foot felt “asleep”, but as with anything, be careful what you wish for. I have justification to take the pain pills now – although only 1/2 a pill and only before bed. I am so afraid of addiction to pain pills, I suffer as much as I can before taking anything. But then…it seems I am only able to sleep if I take the pain pill before bed. Otherwise, this incredibly heavy boot and lying flat on my back with the throbbing toes and itching incisions, makes it almost impossible to sleep. Funny thing though, my silly brain wakes me 2-3 hours early when I do take the Percocet in a foggy panic that I am probably going to sleep through my alarm. I just can’t win. Anyway, my prescription for Percocet is nearly finished and I am hoping when the pins are removed from my toes, the pain will be less. That happens Thursday, God Willing.

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I am a terrible recover-er. Terrible. I am so reserved and rarely speak up or do anything for myself, but throw me out of my routine and shove an unwieldy boot on my foot and I am a horrible bitch. I can’t stand myself right now. Everything in my life goes topsy turvy and I can’t handle it. When I came home from work the other day, I noticed my pants were on backwards. Granted they were palazzo pants so it really didn’t matter, but that “fail” sent me spiraling down even further into this “OH MY GOD WHEN WILL THIS END” tantrum. It’s no wonder my husband is taking on extra shifts so he is gone 6 days a week and I am not as “interrupted” at work. When I am up and about at the office, I get scurried murmurs of “hey, how ya doing?” as they rush past me.

So, today I will distract myself with making pepper jelly. My SOMH harvested several bushes of our peppers and took quite a few with him to work with leaving me with only these (only? HA!) to figure out what to do.

Most appear to be from the habanero plants, but there are quite a few scorpion and Carolina reapers (hereinafter referred to as “demon peppers”) and next to them, the jalapenos are like sweet peppers. I think I’ll do a batch of pineapple pepper and mango pepper jellies. I’ll use the big poblanos, too. I have some other vegetables ripe for roasting so I’ll harvest the rest of the purple kale and roast that with my other roasting veg. I can imagine the fumes are going to be pretty bad with the demon peppers, but it’s a beautiful day so I’ll open the windows. Must remember to get some heavier gloves for dicing those peppers. I made a peach salsa last week, and I do not like peaches. I did however try a bit of it and it was very spicy. I added a bit of sugar to it, and took two containers of it to work. It was a huge hit. I also made some infused olive oil with the demon peppers and some garlic. That should be ready to use this week and I am excited to try it. Maybe I’ll use that on my roasted veg. Hmmm.

Anyway, thanks for stopping by. I hope you are all having a great weekend. Thanks to Natalie the Explorer for hosting.

Share Your World – 9/12/22

Keeping the brain juices flowing, here are this week’s Share Your World hosted by Pensitivity101 filling in for Melanie.

If you were to go to a desert island and could only take five things with you, what would they be? Unlimited drinkable water, unlimited food, laptop with unlimited battery life, internet service, a tent.

What popular song (any era) best describes you? Fade to Black by Metallica.

If you could only use three basic ingredients to make a meal, what would they be? Rice, any vegetable, curry.

Do you allow your pet on the furniture? No. He is too big.

GRATITUDE:

It’s the start of a new week. What are you most looking forward to? I always like the start of anything…new day, new week, new month. I always have high hopes that it won’t be the day/week/month/year from hell.

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Feeling the Up

I’m feeling very weepy today. Not the bad weepy, but the up weepy. It could be the the 1/2 Percocet I broke down and took today; but I’d like to think it is just my … my … ugh, I don’t know what to call it. Insanity? Self-loathing?

As some may know, I had foot surgery on the 23rd of August. I never felt pain after the surgery, until this week when the sutures were removed and I was permitted to gingerly walk on my foot (in a very big, bulky boot). Although I am being very careful, I had to break down and take 1/2 pain pill today to stop the throbbing.

I was prepared for the surgery and scheduled PTO time for the remainder of the week after surgery, and permission to work from home for the following week. I was actually looking forward to it. I was going to binge shows on Netflix and do nothing but monitor and stay ahead of the pain. No work since I would be on pain medication; however, no pain. I couldn’t even justify taking Tylenol. I was bored by 10 a.m. the next day. I logged in and started working.

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I learned to scoot around my house with a bowl of hot soup, managed to run the vacuum, loaded and unloaded the dishwasher, and other things I shouldn’t have done.

By the following Wednesday, I was seen on an emergent basis at the surgeon’s office because I had only an icy cold, numb, pins/needles, feeling in my foot. I was very, very swollen (but there was blood flow). Was it doing the things I shouldn’t have done or was it just me and my very, very weird medical issue? I was put on bed rest until my next appointment the following week. I did not disobey. And I was miserable beyond belief. I don’t do nothing well. I worked, but drafting legal documents while lying flat on your back with your leg elevated using a little laptop was NOT productive. I was ready to throat punch myself by midday. I whined constantly about numb butt cheeks, the misery of having a leather couch, not being comfortable, and basically just hating every second of it.

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Thursday was my official second post-operative follow up and my sutures came out. My toes and top of my foot are still swollen, but NOTHING like the week before. I felt him remove the sutures. And, before you think I am a masochist, I was looking forward to the pain as I was worried that my nerves were damaged. My doctor said I could stop worrying about the nerves and suggested that (a) I have a high tolerance for pain or (b) he is a “damn good surgeon”. He opted for (b). I like his sense of humor. The pins are still in my toes and will come out on the 22nd.

I was so pleased when we left his office. I was released to drive and return to work the following day (insisted I take a day to adjust to walking). I am allowed to walk/stand 30 minutes and then 30 minutes elevated as I am prone to swelling. Next week, I can be less concerned about the swelling and start walking more.

My peach salsa

So here I am today feeling like myself for the first time. I did laundry. I showered. I meal prepped for this week. I made homemade peach salsa using a Carolina Reaper pepper (and didn’t panic when it took 45 minutes to feel my face again). I made a Sunday dinner. Although I rested as per doctor’s instructions (30 minutes on/30 minutes off); I was useful today. Not a waste of space. Not worthless. Hence the tears…

I know this is part of the anxiety that I live with, but it just seems so overwhelming at times.

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General State of Being – Fandango’s Provocative Question

As I am still looking to stretch those brain muscles, here is my answer to Fandango’s Provocative Question #181

How are you doing? Seriously, are you okay? Feeling good? Just okay? Not so great? Why do you think you’re feeling the way you are?

How am I? Well, I am alive, I have a roof over my head, my children, grandchildren, father, sister, nieces and nephews, husband, and on and on, are seemingly healthy and doing ok.

Seriously, am I okay? Seriously, although I question it every second of the day, I am okay. See, being asked to actually answer this question, provoking deep reflection on the actual questions, yes, I am okay. Alhamdulillah (all praise to God).

Feeling good? Oh now that is different. No. I need a shower. I need my own bed. We are coming up on 2-1/2 weeks since surgery. Sponge baths have GOT to go. Every muscle in my body aches to stop lying/sitting in the same position with my leg elevated.

Just okay? Not so great? I’d say I am somewhere between content and just okay. I don’t have a lot of pain from surgery (okay, who am I kidding…there still is no pain) and aside from that anomaly taxing my already wishy-washy mental state, I am thankful.

Why do I think I am feeling this way? To answer that, I have to always remind myself to stop focusing on the small little bubble I am in and focus on the bigger, albeit not too big, picture. If I were focusing on the little bubble, my answer would be far different. I would give you a list of things NOT to do when you are incapacitated. Such as:

  • Don’t make you temporary bed a leather couch – you tend to never be able to stay in a comfortable position – one twitch and the pillows go askew, the blanket slides off the end and readjusting is a hassle;
  • Recuperate/recover in an area with a bathroom larger enough to negotiate between the sink and toilet. It is no fun dangling toes in the toilet whilst attempting to sponge off under your armpits.

Needless to say, lengthy recoveries are not my thing. But I digress…

My response to this question stems from looking out of my little bubble into the somewhat bigger area encompassing my loved ones. I am NOT however, looking beyond it to the current state of our government, economy, climate, etc. If I even dare to peek that far outside of my bubble, well, I can’t even begin to comprehend.

Share Your World – 9/5/22

You’d think being on bedrest would give me a lot of time to blog, but instead my mind is an numb as my foot. So, I’ll try to get some brain juices flowing by this week’s Share Your World questions.

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Do you prefer tea, coffee or juice first thing in the morning? Oh my goodness coffee. I love my first morning coffee so much I often have my pre-coffee coffee (homemade Velvet Moon drip coffee with a splash of mocha creamer) before having my coffee (Starbucks Triple Venti White Chocolate Mocha with oatmilk…EXTRA hot).

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When it comes to food, what is your favourite smell? I guess fresh coffee isn’t a food, so I will have to go with any sort of Indian food cooking. I’ve lost much of my sense of smell, but the delicious curries and spices of Indian food still seem to make it through.

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Do you prefer a take-out or to dine in a restaurant? I prefer take out when I can. I am not a people person and being in a restaurant with all that noise is too much. Occasionally, we will go out to a fancy restaurant with sparse tables and very low music – I do enjoy that.

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If you are hosting a party, do you prepare the food yourself, get caterers in or ask    everyone to bring something for the table? I prefer to prepare the food myself. I have never used a caterer. Occasionally, if we are expecting a lot of people, I will allow guests to bring food, but only if they ask. I will never host a party and ask guests to bring anything OTHER THAN beverages. I do not drink alcohol so if my guests want it, they will need to bring it. With Thanksgiving being my favorite holiday to host and prepare for, I hope I will be able to walk by then (or rather stand at the stove). It makes me sad to think I may miss that.

Gratitude:

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What has been the highlight of your week this week? To be honest, the highlight of my week was when the bandage on my foot loosened. It was then I could be very grateful that the unusual and concerning swelling of my foot post-surgery, went down. Since then the pins and needles, which were constant, have subsided to only most of the time, and the icy feeling is gone. My foot is still numb and I do not have any pain. While I should be grateful I have no pain, a little to remind me I have nerves would be appreciated.

Weekend Coffee Share – 9/3/22

Good morning! I am fresh from a good night’s sleep aided by Imitrex. Please join me for some coffee or tea and please excuse the mess (and the fact I haven’t showered in over a week). You’ll have to serve yourself as I am on mandatory bedrest.

I had my foot surgery on the 23rd and survived it. So far anyway. I have six incisions in my foot and two very long pins sticking out of two of my toes. I have a photo, but I am not sharing. It’s not at all pretty. After a week of recovery, I had to make an emergency trip into the doctor due to my foot being numb/icy and constantly with pins and needles. More concerning is not feeling any pain. The pins and needles were to be expected as the nerves regenerate, although it should be shocks of pins and needles, not constant. Turns out my foot is extremely swollen and as a result, my nerves are compressed. There is blood flow to my foot so that is good. The doctor poked around on my foot and was quite pleased when he found the one spot that had me squeal in pain. “That’s a good sign” he says. Hmmmm. I know I am supposed to have pain, and I may have a decent tolerance, but this is not right. Anyway, I am on mandatory bedrest with my leg elevated with instructions to “do absolutely nothing”. I am scheduled to get my sutures out Thursday – God Willing.

If we were having coffee, I would share that I am so looking forward to Fall. Autumn is my favorite season and no, not because of pumpkin spice. We have an apple harvest festival here every year during the first two weekends in October and I do hope I am able to walk again by that point. Although we go there for apple everything, there is also a ginormous pit beef stop that is TO DIE FOR. Of course, I cannot eat the buns, but that’s ok. I slather that beef up with horseradish and bbq sauce and eat it with my fingers. I am not shy.

The “party” house

If we were having coffee, I would share that my husband and I met up with an old friend (Tom) last Sunday. When we were teenagers, Tom’s house was the place for many parties. So many people in our small little borough were acquainted with the parties held there. The infamous party house was being sold and we went to say “goodbye”. We had a lot of laughs remembering those days. We all reminisced on is how different our borough is now. When we were teens, the police (who unfortunately knew many of us by name) were less rigid. Our parents let us run wild. But then again, the biggest “drug” then was pot. Heroin and the scary shit out there now was not heard of except in the big cities. And, our borough was close-knit then. Everyone knew everyone. My husband told the story of an event where his BB gun barrel was bent and he tried to shoot it – he hit a kid in the butt. The kid’s father was a state trooper. He was going to press charges, but the borough police told the trooper that my husband was scheduled to leave for basic training and that would cause problems. Instead the trooper made my husband go to church with him and his family. Nowadays, that kind of concern just doesn’t seem to happen anymore.

Well, thank you all for stopping by. Thanks to Natalie the Explorer for hosting! I hope you all have a great start to September.

Share Your World – 8/30/2022

Good morning…well, ok….just morning. I am forcing myself to write something cheerful. I do NOT like being incapacitated. Di at Pensitivity 101 is hosting Share Your World for this week.

Question 1: Which of the following could you do without? TV, Computer, Mobile Phone. TV. While I tend to have it on as background noise, I could do without it.

Question 2: Do you have a lot of old photographs in a box, or did you put them in albums? I have some albums boxed away somewhere, but most of my old photos are in a plastic box. After my girls’ father died, I sorted through pictures that I still had of them with him and sent it to them. That had me culling through a lot of old photos and many I got rid of.

Question 3: What was the first thing you bought for yourself when you started work? I’ve been working for so long I can’t remember. I will tell you the only thing I currently buy for myself, as a treat, is Starbucks. I do not go out to lunch or buy many things for myself. But I budget in Starbucks daily (not that I have had one recently thanks to my stupid surgery). You know, you start climbing stairs with crutches one time because you desperately want a change of underwear, and your husband freaks out. Blocks my car in with his truck and hides the key. I mean, sure, I would drive myself to Starbucks if I could, but noooo, traps me in the house because he’s afraid I’ll do something stupid while he is at work…like drive with pins sticking out of my toes. Wait…be cheerful. Deep breath.

Question 4: What is the biggest thing you have bought that did not require finance? Me, nothing. I won’t spend a large sum of money at one time. I am always afraid I will need it. And I am terrible at saving money. But as a family, if you count my husband’s money to be mine as well, I would say it was the two KRE8 paintings we purchased. We paid outright for that. Well, he did.

GRATITUDE.

I have so much to be thankful for post-foot surgery. I am not in a lot of pain, but it is irritating (constant state of pins and needles). I have understanding bosses allowing me to work from home and on whatever schedule suits my needs. My husband, bless his heart, is tolerating my moodiness and irritability. But ugh…this really, really sucks.

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Share Your World – 8/22/22

I thought I would try distracting myself from my last day in office for 2 weeks and surgery-eve by participating in this week’s Share Your World hosted this week by Di.

1.  Do you have family photographs on display in your main living room? No. However, I do have my grandsons’ school photos in my home office. At my office office, my beloveds cover my corkboard and my memes cover the back of my door.

2.  What was the best vehicle you owned? Geez, I have never had a “best” vehicle. All of them have issues and frighten me. I dread the thought of just “breaking down” and I don’t know vehicles. So, that being said, the car I have now, which is a relatively new Honda CRV has not yet failed me.

3.  Did you pass your driving test first time? Absolutely.

4.  Does loud music from a neighbour or passing cars annoy you? I wouldn’t know. If I can hear their music over the loud music in my car something is wrong. As for neighbors, I live in a fairly good neighborhood and if there is loud music, it stops well before bedtime. My neighbors who have “parties” play reggaeton music and you won’t hear me complain about that. As a matter of fact, the complaints would come from them as I dance my jiggly flubber to the beat.

Gratitude:
What has made you smile over the last seven days? Believe it or not, it was the discussion I had with my husband over him being in charge of dinners while I am incapacitated from surgery. If you didn’t read my Weekend Coffee Share post this weekend, it was a short conversation involving him spitting out how the “last thing he wants to do is come home from work and make dinner…”. Believe it or not, we both started laughing. He realized what he said as soon as the words came out of his mouth (you know…because I work full time, then come home and cook 5 our of 7 days a week). The look on his face was PRICELESS. I am extremely grateful for my husband. He makes me smile and he is my heart.

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