Archives for the Month of November, 2012

Toes

Toes / Wellcome Images

Toes / Wellcome Images

My physical therapist said my toes on my bad foot are too close together and tight. She said I should stretch them out. One way to do this is with the foam that separates toes in pedicures. I ordered a package. S-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g m-y t-o-e-s.

Dish

Dish / Library of Congress

Dish / Library of Congress

Last week I visited Washington, DC. I lived there when I had my stroke. For this visit, I said hello to my friend Aarti, who is still there. Aarti asked me if I wanted to pick up my boxes from her place. I had completely forgotten my boxes. She had taken my dishes right after my stroke, when I moved away.

So this past weekend, I went over to Aarti’s place. Blast from the past. There were four boxes that she had stored all this time. There was fragile kitchenware carefully wrapped in yellowed newspaper with old stories from the Washington Post. There was some handmade pottery. There was a lot of cheap glasses too, plus random mugs, bowls and plates. I guess I thought my stroke recovery would be over in the blink of an eye, and I would return to my old life, in need of dishware. Silly me.

I took the handmade stuff on the plane home. For everything else it was time to go. Aarti said she would give away the rest. Or maybe she would use it for a party and then give it away.

Thank you Aarti. I have great friends.

Wheels

Lady Driver / Library of Congress

Lady Driver / Library of Congress

Today I got behind the wheel! It’s been a very long time without driving. A very nice man with a Star Trek tie pulled up at my place in a car with all kinds of equipment in his trunk. He decided I would need a gadget that looks like a doorknob that makes it easier to steer with one hand. He added that to the steering wheel. He added a gadget that moved the gas pedal to the left of the brake. Then I was all ready. We drove around the Charlestown neighborhood of Boston. I thought I would feel weird using my left foot to brake and hit the gas, but it seemed fine. At the end of my lesson he called me a “A driver!” and said he would do paperwork. I will take some more lessons and then go for a drivers license. Vroom!

Drive

Moose / Library of Congress

Moose / Library of Congress

Today I passed the driving learning test! Before my stroke I had a normal drivers license, but it’s been a long time without driving. The state of Massachusetts said I had to take the learning test again.

I only wanted to take this annoying test once, so I crammed this afternoon, filling my brain with the punishments if I block funeral processions, drink alcohol while driving, and other misbehaviors. I also took a sample test. Here is a question:

“If hitting a large animal is unavoidable it is best to:'”

The correct answer was:

“Try to strike the animal at an angle and let off the brakes.”

Good to know.