music, therapy, and me

My idea for this particular post was to work through some of my current thoughts about the state of the world, but I am not liking what is coming from my fingers, so I thought I would try another way into writing this morning. Yesterday was full of ups and downs. There was a large bowel movement involved (not my own), lots of boomwhacking, and several suggestions from clients that turned into more robust engagement and therapeutic interaction. The day ended with an Ash Wednesday service, so I did not get home until later than usual on a Wednesday evening. I am currently waiting until a bit later than usual to go to the orthopedist to see about my broken toe. I have received conflicting messages about when to arrive and the instructions tell me to arrive before the office even opens, so I may have more time than I thought before I have to leave for work. I may miss some of the first session this morning, but my intern is prepared and ready to do things with staff support and without me ...

I have always made it part of my pride that I was able to go to work even on the most snowy days. I used to spend the night at work when the weather was really bad so that I didn't have to get out and be a problem for the transportation department. I spent nights camped out on the music therapy room floor, somewhat comfortable on couch cushions borrowed from around the facility. I no longer do that. Today I awoke to find that it was slick and icy outside. Now, I went to the transportation department's website where it indicated that all the roads that I take were "partially covered." Translation? There may have been a couple of treatments done, but nothing is clear yet. I went outside to check - sidewalks are very slick and the drive is also slick. There isn't much sense in trying to drive 50 miles when getting out the drive takes 15 minutes (it's 147 feet to the street). The folks on the street were not going very fast, so I opted for safety for myself an...

Nothing is broken!! I went to the doctor yesterday who did all sorts of strength tests on my various joints and bones and his diagnosis is the same as mine - lots of sprains, but no breaks in my post-fall body. We chatted a bit about balance development so that I don't end up having to go to a nursing home when I'm a bit older due to falls such as these. We also talked about how much more difficult it is to get over things like this now that we have reached our age (that's right, my doctor is my age). I went home, put on some topical pain pads on the ankle and the arm, wrapped up in compression bandages and then rested by printing out 42 pages of visual aids and sitting and cutting things out. I feel better today than I did yesterday, but I'm still moving slowly.  The good thing is that my sessions do not require me to move quickly. I may be able to tolerate high fives and fist bumps today - we'll see. I have found that I am slowing down in all sorts of th...