For many months Steve’s deteriorating hip worsened as vegetation of the wild variety grew strong and healthy in our yard. I did not attempt to keep this from happening. I am, at my best, an assistant in yard work. This is the day we have chosen to begin to reverse the curse. We shall tend the gardens together.
Other activities that were suspended for a time have started again. That was playing pool, which stopped while Steve was pulling up the old tile from the floors. The other was taking morning walks. I used walk alone, but now that Steve has a new hip, he walks, too. We walked eighteen minutes today, nine until the alarm rang and approximately nine on the return trip. The phone alarm told us when it was time to turn around. Each day we will increase the walking time by one minute before we turn around, two minutes total. (Okay, it’s a gentle increase. No reason to be hasty.)
We must get up earlier to make all this happen. Life is changing for us, and we are ready for it. Steve is blessed with a new hip that is healing as expected. We are grateful to the Lord and the fine doctors that performed the operation. I am grateful for a strong, kind, and considerate husband.
I am happy to hear that Steve is doing so well with his new hip. Good news that he is able to be more active now, and it will only get better!
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Thank you, Joyce. I appreciate your visit and comment. We believe your prediction. It will only get better. Blessings to you…
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I’m so glad you both get to enjoy those daily walks. Weeds take advantage of every opportunity. Blessings to you.
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Right about those weeds. They didn’t miss a beat. The huge rainfall we had helped them grow a lot. We are enjoying the walks together. We couldn’t before because Steve’s hip hurt him too much. He is pain free now in that hip now. Blessings to you, Patti…
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Praise God! I’m so glad Steve is pain free. Those weeds probably didn’t know how to act with rain.
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You got that right about the weeds and the rain. They get little of it in AZ, and when it comes, they grow like crazy and try to strangle anything in their way. Nevertheless, the whole area looks cleaner, fresher, greener, and full of blossoming flowers, blue skies and fluffy, white clouds. Monsoon is still with us.
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