A table full of goodies (there were two more) at Monday’s guild meeting
There’s no telling how much weight I will have gained by the time this holiday season is over. It seems everywhere I go, there’s more food.
I got up the strength and gumption Monday to attend my quilters guild’s Christmas party--where of course there were lots of quilts and more food than I could sample. But I did my best. We had a story-teller lady for our program, and she charmed us with several sweet tales. Below is a sampling of the show and tell for the day.
One of our guild members found this quilt at a yard sale. It was apparently made for a minister and signed by church members. What a treasure.
On Tuesday, Sister Ramey and I had lunch at Red Robin with our good friends Greta and Mickey. The burgers were fantastic, and the company was delightful.
Yesterday I drove to Vestavia to have a talk with the physician’s assistant at Cahaba Pain Clinic. I have been confused and wanted some matters cleared up. Specifically, how did they know that the two tests they did for the radio frequency ablation worked. The P.A. told me that how they know is that after the injection, they get me up, ask me how my pain is, walk me around and have me move in different ways. And by that, they could tell that the medicine had worked.
That is so weird, because I remember exactly none of that. What I remember about both sessions is lying face down on a table then suddenly being wheeled out of the clinic into the parking lot where Sister Ramey waited to drive me home. The P.A. said that was because I was still under the amnesia effects of the anesthesia, and that by the time it had completely worn off, so had the pain numbing medicine. Weird, weird, weird. It sort of makes me wonder what all I might have said and did that I don’t remember. Sort of an unsettling feeling.
But I feel a lot better about going ahead with the ablation. The P.A. also assured me that I will be unconscious during the procedure in which they burn the offending nerves. So, it’s full speed ahead. They’ll do the ablation in two separate visits: one for the right side and one for the left. My first session is scheduled for January 3. I am expecting great results.
Today, I’m trying to get my house ready for Christmas. I finally got all the Halloween/Autumn decorations down and put away. This morning I got my mailbox decorated. And I’m about to see if I can get a few cards addressed. I haven’t sent Christmas cards in at least two years, I think. That used to be one of my favorite parts of the holidays. But with arthritis in both my hands, handwriting is no longer a pleasant task. I probably should get pre-printed cards and type address labels. But that seems so impersonal.
Gotta go. I think Alfred the Roomba has stopped somewhere in the house. I no longer hear him. He probably needs his bin emptied.
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On 12/12/2019, Barbara Anne said ...
Great pictures and am so glad you had the energy to get yourself to the guild party, see the quilts, listen to the speaker, visit with friends, and enjoy as much of that wonderful food as possible.
As for the amnesia effect of some surgery meds ... that's why we don't let patients drive themselves home. They wouldn't remember what they'd done! I used to tell my patients that after the "happy to be here" medicine, just about the next thing they'd remember was being in their recliner at home just a blink later. You'll be well cared for and will be asleep (not talking) during the procedure.
Hugs!
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