Give That Lady A Hand
You know, you never realize just how much you need to have at least one hand free until you're on crutches. I'm going absolutely nuts trying to do simple things - like feed myself - since I hurt my leg. I did have the sense to grab the 12-pack of soda out of the pantry before I landed in the recliner that first afternoon, so I wasn't dying of thirst. But food was a whole different issue.
Admittedly, the first couple of days I wasn't all that hungry. The morphine, and then the pain, pretty much numbed my appetite. But, once I did get hungry, I realized I had a serious problem. Even though I could stand at the counter now and make a sandwich, how was I going to get it into the other room to eat it?
Well, I have gotten seriously creative - and thank heaven for baggy pants and big pockets! The big peanut butter jar tucked into the front of my shorts; soda cans fit just right in the pockets. Two ham and cheese sandwiches on hamburger buns, tucked into sandwich bags, fit nicely into the bottom of the bag from the buns. The oatmeal-raisin cookies slid in on top of the sandwiches, with a roll of paper towels filling the bag. No muss, no fuss - my lunch!
Today, I managed to make myself a couple of frozen burritos for lunch. After nuking them on a paper towel, I rolled them up in the same paper towel and tucked them into recycled bag from the buns which I knew I could carry easily with the crutches. Since burritos are not so good plain, I managed to hobble into the kitchen and tuck a bottle of hot sauce into a pocket.
The only problem now is that I've been up on the crutches a lot today. I managed to make 1/2 a pot of coffee this morning, but couldn't carry the cup to my chair. So, I ended up clomping back and forth, every time I wanted a cup, plus standing there while I drank it. My underarms and the heels of my hands are getting very, very sore from the crutches.
Oh, well. I guess when the knee is healed, I'll be able to appreciate having 2 legs and - most importantly - two free hands!
Admittedly, the first couple of days I wasn't all that hungry. The morphine, and then the pain, pretty much numbed my appetite. But, once I did get hungry, I realized I had a serious problem. Even though I could stand at the counter now and make a sandwich, how was I going to get it into the other room to eat it?
Well, I have gotten seriously creative - and thank heaven for baggy pants and big pockets! The big peanut butter jar tucked into the front of my shorts; soda cans fit just right in the pockets. Two ham and cheese sandwiches on hamburger buns, tucked into sandwich bags, fit nicely into the bottom of the bag from the buns. The oatmeal-raisin cookies slid in on top of the sandwiches, with a roll of paper towels filling the bag. No muss, no fuss - my lunch!
Today, I managed to make myself a couple of frozen burritos for lunch. After nuking them on a paper towel, I rolled them up in the same paper towel and tucked them into recycled bag from the buns which I knew I could carry easily with the crutches. Since burritos are not so good plain, I managed to hobble into the kitchen and tuck a bottle of hot sauce into a pocket.
The only problem now is that I've been up on the crutches a lot today. I managed to make 1/2 a pot of coffee this morning, but couldn't carry the cup to my chair. So, I ended up clomping back and forth, every time I wanted a cup, plus standing there while I drank it. My underarms and the heels of my hands are getting very, very sore from the crutches.
Oh, well. I guess when the knee is healed, I'll be able to appreciate having 2 legs and - most importantly - two free hands!
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Jules
posted by JMarkAfghans @ 1:05 PM
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