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  • Birthday 05/18/1963

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  1. Benni: what Scott said is right on. QUACK ! Just keep paddling along and you'll get there eventually.
  2. Okay, I'm officially a Sunday driver, every day of the week. Since I'm no longer in a hurry to do anything except recover, my general lack of urgency has influenced my driving. Sedate acceleration and cruising are my driving habits now. If traffic starts to form up behind me, I get out of the way and let cars rush on by. Even on the motorcycle, I now prefer country roads to high speed freeways. I still wear the leather jacket and sport the "biker" look, though.
  3. I thought the drop foot was a thing of the past, but no, it still crops up or down as it were. All is well, and Murphy only says hi once in a while but does make an appearance when things are going really well. The planter is OK too, no innocent flowers were hurt during this episode just a few scattered rocks on the sidewalk. I pushed them back in before I left the scene so the homeowner wouldn't notice anything was amiss.
  4. and I had a hard fall. Just a quick reminder to always be careful. My walks are usually done in the well controlled environment of the park, where there are miles of smooth sidewalks and soft grassy paths. Well today was exceptionally nice, so decided to take the doggie for an extra walk around the neighborhood. Maybe because I know the area so well, I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings, and wham, the sidewalk bites me. It was a simple raised crack in the sidewalk, maybe an inch and a half, but it was enough to grab my right foot and cause a stumble. Given enough room to stumble run it out, I could have saved myself the tumble. But I stumbled into a planter, and ran out of room when a small palm tree blocked any forward progress. I'm going down...normally falling into a planter is good news, but this one was lined with lava rock. Fell in right knee and elbow first, not pretty and potentially bloody. When the dust cleared, a fellow pedestrian helped me up and we assessed the damage. Big swelling around the knee, but only typical scrapes like I routinely sported on my knee area when I was ten. The swelling didn't equate to any serious pain, so I headed home with my tail tucked between my legs. The scabs will remind me to be vigilant when walking. Maybe I should my take my walking stick for just such mishaps, definitely would have helped.
  5. Thanks everyone, looks like all my daily twisting stretches is finally paying off.
  6. Driving is now pretty much routine. However when looking at a cross street I'm turning on to, I would have to pivot in the car seat to look over my shoulder when the angle was more than 90 degrees. Yesterday I was leaving my neighborhood and came across such an intersection where I had to look over my left shoulder, and voila, no scooching around in my seat. Just for good measure, I looked I took another peak over my shoulder. Usually, a major strain. But now, smooth as butter. Tried looking over the right shoulder and that works now too. Yippee!
  7. Doggie got used to riding in the sidecar last Wednesday morning. She only tried to jump out when we stopped at an intersection during her first ride. When she figured that the sidecar takes her to the dog park, she was all in. Just when she was getting really comfortable in it, I took it off to get it painted. Now she runs up to the bike and wonders, "Where do I sit?" Hope it gets done soon.
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  9. Thanks Lin, was able to upload directly from phone as a guest but when I tried to do it in a member gallery that option disappeared. What am I missing here...
  10. Goggles, check. Already figuring new ways to fold my leg over the seat. As an aside, when I had the stroke and quit riding, gas here was about $4.50/gal. Pleasantly surprised to fill up the bike for a total of $10.75. Yahoo!
  11. So I got the sidecar so I don't have to take my weak foot off the floorboard. Finally back on the hog. Sidecar needed a brake installed so bike went in to the shop. Finally got it back last week, time to take the doggie for a ride. She loved it and now whenever I start up the bike, she barks and gets all wound up. Someone please give me instructions on the easiest way to post photos from my phone. There used to be such an option on here, but I can't access it. Challenge now is getting on the bike. Since I can no longer straddle the bike from the right side (sidecar is in the way), I have to get on from the left and swing my weak right leg over the seat. Not as easy as it sounds when you can only lift the leg two feet with great effort. Have to lift leg with my hand over the seat and basically collapse onto the seat. Not a graceful process, but gets the job done. Was easier to train the dog to jump in the sidecar and ride along. Spent the weekend tooling around town and posing for pictures. Apparently everyone loves a dog in a sidecar.
  12. Make sure it has a mini USB plug so I can charge my phone. XL please for my big brain, or is that just swelling?
  13. The closest place to see the total eclipse was Oregon, a two day drive away. Coincidentally, an old employer had retired to Newport, Oregon a perfect and beautiful place to see the eclipse. So I called my old boss and fishing buddy to see if there was room at the in for the event. Apparently he was expecting a full house, but said to come on up and we would figure out the accommodations. The furthest I had driven before was about six hours, so I was a little apprehensive. All the news reports warned of heavy traffic along the path of totality, so I packed up the car three days early, loaded up the dog, and started driving North. My brother lives conveniently halfway to Oregon, so we had a place to crash the first night of our adventure. Fortunately, the drive was uneventful. My nervousness faded as the miles flew by and I actually started to enjoy the drive. Frequent stops to let the doggie out broke up the long drive nicely and at around five pm we pulled up to my brother's house. After a nice visit and good night's sleep, we set off on day two of the eclipse adventure. Now the scenery through Northern California and Oregon really made the drive enjoyable and my boss suggested the most scenic route into Newport along several rivers and finally the coast. After arriving at my buddy's house, I can see why he's been hounding me to visit. His view out the front window is the bay bridge on the 101 in Newport. What a setting to see the total eclipse. Spent a nice weekend catching up, viewed the eclipse from an uncrowded fishing pier. Went fishing and crabbing like old times, the leisurely drive home Wednesday. On the way back drove straight through, with two short naps, 22 hours. Solo road trips off my post stroke bucket list.
  14. Disclaimer: I am not a doctor, nor do I play one on tv. This story I know from personal experience, your mileage may vary. Ischemic stroke on left hemisphere, right side affected with severe aphasia. Became fanatic about rehab. Physical Therapy kicked me out after two years because I was already doing more exercises on my own than the therapists were doing during our sessions. If I have any questions or concerns I can still see my pt. After five years, I still see measurable progress. For example, for the last four years I have taken my dog to the park to play fetch for an hour every day. We don't miss many days. I started throwing the ball with my good left hand so the dog would get a good workout. Toward the end of the hour at the park, I would throw a few with my right hand. Year one, I could throw the ball about ten feet. Year two, 25 feet. Year three, about 40 feet. Year four, 50 feet, but with a chuckit about 50 yards. Still use the left hand first until the dog gets tired, then work the right hand for fifteen minutes. Year five, throwing with the right hand the whole time. Ball goes about a 100 feet in the air. Still not pre stroke distance, but progress. The attending doctor at the hospital told my mom I would probably never walk again and painted a bleak picture about my potential for gaining movement on my right side. Glad I wasn't listening.
  15. Success!!! Both with the installation, and the test ride. Except for the welding (had it done by a certified structural welder friend) I did the whole install job myself. Pretty happy and proud of myself right now. If only I could reach around and pat myself on the back. I really miss scratching my back too. Thanks for the good luck wishes, I'm sure they helped for a safe and successful sidecar foray. Next project, train doggie to go for a ride in it. Keep the luck coming.