Monday, November 24, 2014


I've been keeping myself busy at home and as others mights agree- being around one's house with the many repairs, chores and ongoing maintenance that beckon is often the least relaxing place to be. "Fix me!" "File me!" "Put me away" are only a few of the ad nauseum voices that go through my mind as I try to focus my energies. 

Given my inability to run hither and yon. distractions and treats have been a source of well being and friends and neighbors have been thoughtfully coming by leaving delectable edibles for us (and our son's friends) to consume. 

This makes me grateful and thankful at the same time for their concern and consideration. And I wish you all the same.....

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Day 9

Ninth day home and restless feelings prevail- craving wellness and missing my routines of work, meetings, chores, errands and socializing beyond these walls. As the days unfurl in these very familiar rooms memories meander through my thoughts like the dancing rays of sunlight illuminating the sheers.

Friday, November 21, 2014

In the Zone

I've spent all week taking it easy and goofing off with my camera whenever I can. I'm happy to report that my family and friends have been taking excellent care of me and I think my recovery is going well. Hope you like these photos taken out our bedroom window. What a beautiful orange glow!

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Recovering in Sleepy Hollow

I'm on the other side of my surgery and now have a very serious looking bandage on the front of my left thigh. The whole procedure went as well as could be expected and I was sent home after spending one night in the hospital.

I was very anxious going in (canceling certainly crossed my mind). Having had nothing to eat or drink for close to 14 hours, during my pre-surgery exam I felt lightheaded and poised to faint, something I feared would interfere with the procedure. But I rallied and after getting situated on the table in the operating room I awoke in recovery to the hum and blur of post op activity and found my husband and daughter Nora smiling at me with relief.

It was startling to me how many personnel tended to me in one way or another, upwards of 30 staff in about a 24 hour window. Thankfully I never forgot my name, my birthdate or why I was there- which seems to be their litmus test of mental acuity. Now I am in the throes of recovery and while I am sore and bruised, I'm happy to be in the recuperative phase with physical therapy due to begin tomorrow.

And to Dr. Davidovitch and everyone at N.Y.U. Hospital for Joint Diseases, you have my appreciation and gratitude- more than you'll ever know.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Big Day

I'm off to the hospital shortly to have my hip replaced- so my emotions run high as I prepare to undergo this procedure. Moments like this remind me of how fragile we all are and how tentative well being really is. I am placing myself in the hands of an excellent surgeon and like many seeking care to repair their body, their souls and/or their lives I am hoping for an excellent outcome as I commit to doing the work required to help make it happen.