Smoke Signals and other news
This week finally brought about the dreaded “closed manipulation” of my knee. The procedure itself was painless as I was asleep. The staff was kind and made sure I was well taken care of. My son, Manning, was my driver even if we did have to be there at 5:45 a.m. Of course, as always with me, the intended “block” that should have lasted a day or so after the procedure didn’t quite work out for me. There was the expected numbness which would have been great during the following days especially for physical therapy; however, the numbness was in my shin rather than my knee.
I had physical therapy the day of the procedure and the day after. I will have it Monday through Thursday next week. In addition, I have a “CMP” machine which exercises my knee three times a day for ninety minutes. After all that, there is not much left of the day. My dog cannot understand why I am spending so much time on the bed. I’ve tried watching the Olympics, reading, and napping during the exercise procedure.
Watching these athletes perform has to tell you how many long hours they must put in to perform at this level. They have to be so very dedicated to their sport and must have given up so many other activities to accomplish this level of greatness.
Summer ball games continue for the next couple of weeks in Byhalia for the kids. They have been real troopers playing through the heat. We have been blessed with some cool and even light rainy nights. Remember to pick up packets by August 15 and sign up for fall coed ball if you are interested in entering a team.
Our community has lost another long-time resident, mentor, and friend, Faye St. John Woods. You may have read the article about her in a Profile Edition a couple of years ago. Hers was one of the longer ones I have written. Some of us had her as our high school home economics teacher. Others knew her as an artist, huge community supporter, and friend. She had been blessed with a long life, so many talents, and many adventures along the way. Her presence will be missed by many.
My hummingbird community has been extremely busy. There seem to be around twelve of them now. They are very demanding if I happen to let a feeder get empty. Fun to watch, they put some folks to shame with their work ethic. This seems to be the largest group I have had in recent years. My dad loved his hummingbirds. There were few things he would spend money on outside of necessities, but he would buy sugar to make the food for his little feathered friends.
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