|Joan Crawford, in her gauzy camera filter best, in the deathbed scene with her lover Gene Raymond ("Sadie McKee")|
One thing I am discovering during my involuntary idleness of the past month since my leg injury, is that I am not a couch potato. I just cannot sit in front of the boob tube and watch TV. I have to be doing something. The only time I do just sit in front of my 60 inch TV is when I watch one of my Netflix rental movies on the weekends. Otherwise, when I have the TV on, I use it as wallpaper. Background noise. Company.
I usually have five Netflix rentals out at a time. Unfortunately, all the rentals I have now have some kind of violence ("Blue Ruin" one of them) in the story and folks, I'm just not into watching blood and guts right now. I should send the DVD's back and get season four of "Downton Abbey" which I missed. Yes, I know I've already watched season five since I've been home but with a show like "Downton Abbey", a soap opera, one can pick up the story line within minutes without missing a beat.
I would love to sit at my computer all day and catch up on my e-mails, sort my iPhotos, and update my Find a Grave account and reading blogs. But it is so uncomfortable for me to sit at this computer desk so I have to make quick work of my blog entry, like now.
What I have been watching at night are old Joan Crawford movies. God are they ever awful but you know what? They're still entertaining. The photo above is from her tear jerker "Sadie McKee", which I had never seen before. Granted, it's not "Dark Victory" but I did get choked up once . . . . or twice. And I do love that gauzy camera filter that was Joan's speciality. I tried watching Joan in "Susan and God" last night, but comedy isn't her speciality. Maybe I'll take in a Claude Rains movie tonight. I'm still not in a "Pulp Fiction" mood for movie watching.
One thing I'm getting used to after almost a month is adjusting to my life wearing a leg brace. At first Bill had to lift my leg in and out of the bed. I would have to call him on my iPhone each time I had to get in and out of bed, like in the middle of the night to take a pee. God bless Bill, he would always come upstairs (his bedroom is in the basement) and help me. But one night I had to get up five times. I finally figured out a way to swing my leg in and out of the bed.
|Getting ready to put my leg brace back on after my daily shower|
Another big challenge I had is taking a shower. Everyday, up to the day of my surgery this Tuesday, I have to take a shower with anti-bacterial soap and a special solution to minimize the risk of infection from my surgery. Taking off my pants and underwear, not being able to life my left leg, is a challenge folks, believe you me. And that little metal ridge to get in and out of the shower? Another challenge.
|A major challenge, getting my pants on without lifting my left leg - I drag the pants under the foot then pull up with my hands|
Showers used to take me ten minutes at the most. Now the whole shower routine takes at least 45 minutes and when I'm done I am exhausted. I have to rest at least an hour to gather my strength back.
|The challenge of getting my pants on|
By the way, I just got off of FaceTime with my longtime friend Bill B. (another former school classmate - love those class reunions that's how we renewed our friendship). He suggested that I watch "The Big Bang Theory" for some light entertainment. Sure does sound better than that the violent DVD's I have now in my bedroom. I'm sending them back. Time for some light entertainment at the Tipton Cinema. I've had enough violence in my life for some time, especially after Tuesday's surgery.