First of all, I'd like to send each and every one of you the best wishes for a most wonderful New Year. And I sincerely hope your holidays were spent in a way most meaningful for you and filled with love.
Here's the first of the news to share with you. We all know things don't always work out the way we expect or would like them to. My December month off from blogging and/or reading and commenting on all your blogs, plus giving myself the freedom to do a little self-introspection and possibly make some changes in my life (big, small, whatever seemed appropriate) didn't go as I'd expected. More about that later.
Most especially, the last week of the month was an unexpected and not good one. On the 23rd, Papa Pea fell from a ladder landing on the frozen ground while trying to, once again (sigh), make repairs to our solar panels mounted on the tracker pole out in our field.
He was working at about 16', the ladder shifted and he fell like Humpty Dumpty. He landed on his left elbow, buttock and hip, the ladder fell on him, but the only damage from that was a red mark on his right temple. He didn't even break his glasses. However, two black eyes did show up later.
We are so very, very fortunate (can I say that again?) he has no broken bones or internal bleeding. Can you believe he didn't break a single gone? That he wasn't injured severely in some way? Seventy-six years old and he still bounces. (He is, however, VERY sore.)
Today was the first time he walked with the help of a walker. Slowly. Using baby steps. He can stand pain-free by himself but most of his navigation around the house has been on a "rollie" (rolly? rollee?) chair.
So we've not had our Christmas yet, and the presents under the tree may be dusty by the time we all are ready to celebrate the holiday and our extreme good fortune of having Papa Pea healing, all in one piece (albeit bruised and battered) and not in a state of having to be put back together again.
Chicken Mama and Gilligan have been so much help. We could not have made it in this -20 degree weather with winds clocked at up to 35-40 mph without them. Period. I would not have been able to do it all. (I'm still not.) Only one problem related to the weather so far; the pipe drain from the utility sink in the garage froze yesterday. (But many others in our area have had worse problems because of this cold snap.) It was extreme frustration for Papa Pea in that he could only offer suggestions and directions to Chicken Mama and me while he was trapped and immobile in his chair inside. Good thing he married a strong woman and raised a stronger daughter. We did what needed to be done, and all was free-flowing in short order.
I'll blog again when I can. My days are not normal just now. To say the least. But we'll get back there soon. Or as quickly as we can. Sensibly.