Playing the Glad Game by Debra H. Goldstein
I was thinking about having a pity party. After months of constant travel promoting Should Have Played Poker: a Carrie Martin and the Mah Jongg Players Mystery (Five Star, a div. of Cengage – 2016), it seemed ironic that when my schedule allowed for two-three months of personal time hanging out doing whatever I pleased, I’m now on enforced downtime. My posterior tendon deteriorated causing my arch to collapse, the tendon to shred, and the ligaments to loosen. The remedy – what ended up being a more extensive surgery than originally planned to rebuild the arch. It included moving my heel, breaking a bone in the top of my foot, transferring a tendon, and debriding the damaged tendons.
When I was a child, one of my favorite movies was Pollyanna. Stealing from the movie/book, I’ve decided to play the “Glad Game” rather than having my pity party. So, here goes:
1) I’m glad I am in the hands of a skilled surgeon.
2) I’m glad I turned my ankle in June (the straw that broke the camel’s back) or I would probably have been at a stage where a return to normal couldn’t have been achieved.
3) I’m glad because I will be non-weight bearing for six weeks followed by months of extensive therapy that I can use a scooter or a walker as an alternative to crutches, which I absolutely can’t use.
4) I’m glad I have a loving and supportive husband.
5) I’m glad I have children who love and care for me so much that all offered to alter their schedules to be there in any way I need.
6) I’m glad that besides my husband and children, we have been helped by a wonderful system of caregivers.
7) I’m glad I have friends who sat in the hospital with my husband, helped him get me home, lent us medical equipment, offered to help with my mundane chores, and set up a schedule to bring dinners for the next few weeks.
8) I’m glad that I will have an opportunity to clear my head and concentrate on my writing and my personal reading.
9) I’m glad that in two weeks, when I finish wearing a splint wrapped in an ace bandage that accommodates swelling, I will be able to honor my youngest grand-daughter’s wish by picking a purple cast.
Finally, I am glad to have you in my life reading my books, enjoying my short stories, following my Stiletto Gag and It’s Not Always a Mystery blogs, being a friend on my author Facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/DebraHGoldsteinAuthor/ ) and regularly checking my website (www.DebraHGoldstein.com). My cup runneth over with gratitude --- what are you glad for?