Sunday, August 15, 2010


I passed my one year anniversary. August 13. I spent the day painting my hall and then went to the Multnomah Art Center - the neighborhood public art school- to help prepare for their entry in the upcoming neighborhood parade. Had fun finger painting and glue gunning making a segmented sea monster.

My ankle is sore lately and I am not sure why. My routine in Costa Rica was different. A lot of standing and walking slow - while on lectures and tours of the rain forest with guides. Also, walking to town etc. But less aerobic work outs - long, faster paced hikes. I have also been doing less of physical therapy stuff while I was gone - lunges etc.

I am still able to walk and hike. The aching is more when I am just walking and sitting. It is also clunking a little more. Maybe just more time spent in sandals. Still, even though this may be a setback I am so thankful for all of the things I have been able to do this spring and summer.

In looking back on the last year, I think I have done a lot. Gone back to school studying Spanish and writing. Had a few nice road trips and done ironically, a lot of walking this spring. Also, the big trip to Costa Rica. I am not sure I would have started stludying Spanish if I had not been incapable of other more physical things as I had been thinking about it since I retired almost 4 years before but had not acted on it.

I finished the day by walking in the evening with my husband and dog in Council Crest Park, the scene of the crime. It was a beautiful and hot evening.

1 comment:

  1. I'm not sure if you are continuing with this blog, but I have found it in my search to find information about my broken ankle. I fractured my right fibula 7 weeks ago while stepping off a curb at the airport picking up my daughter who was flying in for a long weekend. It seems totally unreal to me that it has happened and how it happened, at any rate I had surgery 4 days after the fall to place a plate and 6 pins, screws in the fibula and some fiberwire to repair a membrane of sorts that was torn. Hopefully the cast will come off today and I will be put into a walking boot of sorts. I guess my question to you is, I feel like I have been traumatized by this whole experience and am quite afraid of what is ahead of me with physical therapy and trying to walk. Did you have any of those feelings.

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