TERRY
As I did some laundry yesterday I noticed the commode in the corner and it dawned on me, we are seeing success for Terry. About a week ago I wheeled the wheelchair into a corner of the living room and there it has been since. Yesterday I noticed the commode sitting in the laundry room and realized it had been there for several days with NO use. Then it came to mind, Terry is getting better day by day and I am in the middle of it and often do not see it. Yes, she has to have the walker to get around BUT get around she does. She even ventured into the kitchen yesterday and opened the fridge. I am guessing the last time that happened is a long long time ago. I think I mentioned that she will see her primary doctor for her wellness visit next week and as of now she plans to forgo the wheelchair and use the walker. So maybe, just maybe, there is light at the end of the tunnel. This morning when I woke up she was in the living room with the TV on. We have yet to use the walker outside but I am thinking that is coming! Way to go Terry.
My lower back is hurting this morning. I have no idea what I did if anything but I am walking like a cripple and I feel like that as well. I am trying to be careful as I have had my back go out on me but that has not happened for a long time. Maybe as the day goes on it will get better.
No plans for the day.
DAKOTA ATTITUDE
Jerry remembers, "Mom never cried. And I'd ask her, Mom, you never cry, how come? She said, When your dad died, I ran out of tears. He asked her, Mom how come you hated lilacs? They're the best-smelling flower I think I've ever smelled. And then she started to cry and said, That was the only flowers I had for your dad's casket. Jerry and his siblings knew the only flower that was not to be planted at their mother's grave was a lilac. One of his sisters said, Mom would hate you if you did that. Jerry adds, No, Mom would never hate any of us. She never did, either."
I do not know what happened last night but I woke up about 2:00 AM and could not get back to sleep. For some strange reason my mind went back to high school during my senior year. I could not get my mind to change gears so there I was awake with my mind on the past!
I thought about our district basketball tournament in March. We had experienced a fairly successful season with a record of 11-9. Several of the losses had been to much larger schools like Shanley, Wahpeton, Oaks and Lisbon. We had finished in the top three in our conference but during the entire season had been plagued by injuries. We also were following a team that had gotten 5th in the state the year before. For the district tournament we were in a district east of us so most of the teams we had not played. Our first game was against Wydmere and our starting center Dan was out with an arm injury. We lost in the last few seconds of the game and it was tough. The game was in the afternoon and our bus was not scheduled to leave for a couple of hours so Larry/Pat and Jo/I walked around the town of which there was very little! It was a long afternoon. Well basketball was not over as we, of course, were now playing in the consolation bracket. The next day we won easily and the following afternoon we played Lidgerwood for 5th place. We had beaten them early in the season 53-48 so we knew it was going to be a tough game. Well it was one of those games where it seemed that every time I throw the ball towards the hoop it would go in. We won, I scored something like 26 points and got a write up in the Lidgerwood paper the following week. I found out a few years later that Dad cut out the article and kept it! But back to school. In the weeks that followed much went through my mind. Basketball was pretty much the end of high school. Yes we had classes for another two months but really my mind was on "what is next". I did train during study hall for track but that was kind of a none-issue. What was ahead of me. Was I going to college? What about friends at school. We lived 25 miles from school so once school was out friends were pretty much out of touch. Well I did have a girl friend but that was in doubt as she was away for the summer at a camp and then we would be at different places after that. I was at a place where I did not want to be at home in the fall and yes there was the military to think about as a non-student who was 18 would most likely be drafted and that I did not want. So it had to be college and I settled on the University in Fargo, NDSU. Perhaps I need go no farther than this. Only to say I was a person who had many many thoughts and few answers. I should say that Ronald, who was my hero, had died in the fall and that had also put a cloud over my life in many ways. For sure it made the home front a place that was not very pleasant. It made Dad more moody and Mom was often at the brink of tears as she sat and did needle work. AND I really had NO money so!!! So the summer came and I felt that this would be my last summer on a farm that was way way past its prime! I had no idea that the next spring Mom and Dad would ask me to come home for the summer again as sister Janet had died in February and Mom and Dad were needing help. The answer was ONLY if I had some wheels to get around so that brought into my life my Harley Sprint Cycle and the summer also saw Gail and I get back together after she had been in college for a year.
It was only after many years that I realized that even though I felt I was a "loner" individual for some reason I needed to be close to people. To this day it seems that I view myself as kind of a loner but yet find myself liking to be with people as well. Does that mean I am mixed up?
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