Tomorrow it’ll be two weeks since the surgery to repair the rotator cuff in my shoulder. Before the surgery, I was hoping to be doing much better by this point, but I still have quite a bit of recovery to go. I’m sure that has something to do with old bodies and old bones. 🙂
Anyway, at the follow-up visit with the surgeon last week, he explained that there was more damage than he could see on the pre-op imaging, so he had to do more repairs than he’d expected. During that follow-up visit, the doctor said I have four more weeks in the sling which means I don’t get to throw it away until July 5th. I was hoping to have it off before my birthday but…
The good thing is that I don’t have to wear the sling all the time, and I’m not restricted to sleeping only in the recliner. Also, since I can do a few chores, I should be able to take care of myself pretty much on my own, giving my kids a break. They’ve been dedicated “servants to Mom” for the past two weeks, and I am so blessed.
All that to explain why blog posts will still be sparse for the next few weeks since I can only type for about 15 minutes at a time. Thank goodness, I can dictate most of what I want to write in a email and send that to myself to copy and paste into a post.
So, I’ll leave you today with some fun things that a friend sent me and then a guest post from Slim Randles.
Here are a few laws of nature and karma you may not be familiar with, or, if you’re like me, you can relate to them all.
Law of Mechanical Repair – After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch and you’ll have to pee.
Law of Gravity – Any tool, nut, bolt, screw, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.
Law of Probability – The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the stupidity of your act.
Law of the Result – When you try to prove to someone that a machine won’t work, it will.
Law of Biomechanics – The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.
Now here’s Slim with a story featuring our good friend Windy.
“Now Mamie,” said Windy Wilson, “the reason I expurgated myself over here to your place was to see how you was a-doin’ in this year heat.”
Mamie Dilworth refilled his iced tea glass, smiled at the old cowboy and camp cook. “Well, that’s awfully nice of you, Windy. I’m fine. Tired of this heat, just the same as everyone else around here.”
“I hear ya, and thanks for the tea. It helps a guy cool down, refrigerationally speeakin’ a-course.”
“You’re welcome. What are you and Ramses up to these hot days?”
Ramses was Windy’s dog, so named because of his tendency to leave pyramids in the backyard. Windy claims the dog is an Egyptian shepherd, but hasn’t yet been able to provide any registration papers.
“Pickup truck therapy, you know. Works purt-near ever time it’s tried. Long’s a guy don’t run outa gas, he’s okay. Cool right down on a hot ol’ day like this one.”
“I didn’t know your pickup had air conditioning, Windy.”
“Mostly it’s a cowboy-260 air conditioner,” Windy explained. “You get your shirt and your dog wet, roll down two windows and go sixty miles an hour.”
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All of the posts here are from his syndicated column, Home Country that is read in hundreds of newspapers across the country. I am always happy to have him share his wit and wisdom here.
Slim Randles is a veteran newspaperman, hunting guide, cowboy, dog musher, and an all-around good guy. He was a feature writer and columnist for The Anchorage Daily News for 10 years and guided hunters in the Alaska Range and the Talkeetna Mountains. A resident of New Mexico now for more than 30 years, Randles is the prize-winning author of a dozen books and the host of two podcasts and a television program.