Out With The Old, In With The New…..Which Better Be Better!

The last several years have sucked!  Between losing loved ones, heart attacks, strokes, eye surgeries, blood clots, broken bones, etc., my family and I are worn out.

So, as the clock counts down the last hours of 2013, I am looking forward to a fresh, new year, and all it holds.  I know bad things happen, but I am hoping the Good outweighs the Bad this coming new year.


Hope Everyone Had A Wonderful Christmas!

My wonderful husband surprised me with a new voice recognition software program called Dragon. This entire post is being dictated using that new system. It enables me to use the computer even in low light. My keyboard does not have a back light, so it made it difficult at night to type without turning the light on full.

This system enables me to speak what I want to type, without having to turn the lights on fully.

Here’s hoping everyone’s Christmas was great. And I hope that the year 2014 brings everyone renewed health and happiness.


If Recovering from A Stroke doesn’t make you feel stupid………………….

As a stroke survivor, I feel I can make fun of the crap we go thru.  Admit it.  We come off as downright stupid sometimes!  I know I do.  It’s the stroke’s fault, not mine.  But it still comes off as “stupid”.  Oh well!

Well, last night I encountered a device that has made me feel stupid.  A new smart phone.  Coming from an old-fashioned flip-phone with a basic camera, this device reminds me of watching “The Jetson’s” as a kid.

I have asked my teenage son for help (we got the same phone), as well as my younger sister (who, though only four years younger, entered the current century with her phone last year).

While I am enjoying discovering all the fun things my new phone can do (“Did you know you can use your voice to look things up?   And did you know I can talk to someone AND look up a site on the internet AT THE SAME TIME?”), I am in a current stage of feeling stupid once again!

Balance & Reaction Issues

Although I use a cane when I leave the house for balance, I really thought it wasn’t a problem for me.  Until yesterday.

My husband and I used to enjoy riding our cruiser-style bikes on the weekends, especially during the Winter here in Arizona.  Yesterday it was so nice, I suggested we go for a ride.  My husband was all for it, assuming I was going to ride my three-wheel trike.  But, I decided I was going to ride my good old pink cruiser again.

I tell you right now, I looked like a little kid attempting to ride a bike for the first time!  I pulled it out of the garage and onto the driveway.  I got my leg over and sat in the seat.  So far, so good!  Then I pushed off and got my left foot on the pedal, no problem.  The right foot?  Big problem!  I fumbled several times as I went rolling down the driveway.  I finally got my foot on the pedal and headed out to the street (very quiet, no traffic).  Talk about balance issues.  I kept leaning toward the left (my good side).  Then suddenly, I started to panic as me & my bike headed for the curb.  In panic mode, I couldn’t remember how to stop the damn bike, and threw up my hands (seriously!).  My drama ended with me riding up on the curb and crashing onto the front grass.  I wasn’t hurt, thank goodness, and luckily no one & nothing else was either.  I kept picturing myself running into the back of a parked car!  I ended up going back to the garage, shaken, to get my 3-wheel trike instead.

Although we had a good ride, it wasn’t the same. I miss riding my old bike.  And during the ride, I was playing that “panic mode” moment  in my head. I truly was shocked at how much my balance & reactions are still affected.   I also know I am NOT ready to attempt to get behind the wheel of a car yet ( I can hear you all saying “Thank You!” So I say, “You’re Welcome”).

Hat’s Off To Getting Older

Tonight my husband & I were browsing a thrift store.  We came across a poster with a poem.  I touched me and when I got home, I looked it up.  It was written by a woman named Jenny Joseph in 1961.


When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

Jenny Joseph

A Better Cane Holder? I’ll Let You Know….

Hey everyone –

I use a single-point cane daily.  And, everyday, I find myself having to figure out how to keep it close by and from crashing to the floor.  I tried one of these three prong gizmo’s from Walgreen’s, but ended up returning it because it didn’t work.  The cane wouldn’t stand on its own on carpet, and the angle made it difficult for me to walk with it on.

Today while searching for cane holders online, I found something called the CaneStay.  It has pretty great reviews and it’s 100% USA made (which I love).  I ordered one to try out and will you know how I like it.  Here is the video I found: