The man I live with is very close to being healed up completely. Seems as though it was a long slog up until about a week ago which put him into his seventh week of recuperation, and kinda proves what they say about bones healing or severely stressed muscles, ligaments and nerves recovering around the six week mark.
This past Tuesday, we even made a trip to the big city. I thought the five hour trip there and back plus making several stops while there would be too taxing, but he wanted to go, he knows his own body pretty darn well and was fairly sure he would be fine.
We took the Suburban, I figured if push came to shove, I could give him a pain pill, make him lie down in the back, take over the driving and head home immediately and we would not be too bad off.
Well, he sailed through the whole day without any pain (nor pain pill in his system) and upon arriving home at 5 p.m. saw that the high winds we had felt on the highway had toppled the two lengths of insulated chimney pipe (for the main wood heating stove) on the roof. Good grief.
Papa Pea didn't miss a beat, put on his insulated coveralls (yes, that wind whipping around was making it nasty), climbed up on the roof (and down and back up again . . . and finally down) and made the repairs. I guess it goes to prove you can't keep a good man down. Or, as our daughter's oldest friend (and our "second daughter"), who is a Physician's Assistant says, the old goat is just gonna do what he wants to do. (Okay, she didn't say that in so many words, but during this past accident/injury of his she did call him "an Old Goat." Once. Or maybe twice. Which was warranted.)
This is him going around the corner of the house on his way to do afternoon chores today. He's still following the super and sensible advice of a very wise friend (thanks, again, Karen) who said it would be much less strain on his body to pull the buckets of water and feed behind him rather than carrying them. This has also proven out to be a much safer way to transport heavy loads on the ice and snow we have to navigate at this time of year. Much, much easier to keep ones balance and avoid slipping! (Let alone chance dumping a bucket of water down your front at near zero degrees.)
Thanks to all of you very, very much for your kind wishes for his speedy recovery. We're definitely in the home stretch now and ready to put all of this behind us. (Just wait until he sees the long list I've made for him to do now that he's nearly back to 100%!) Hee-hee.