OK, still very little stamina, but by God I did just shovel that ramp. No lifting-- I used the snowplow-shaped wide shovel-- but I did push a 24" path thru heavy, wet snow pretty much in one shot, which means I can do my ramp-walking later in the day. At the turns, the snow pushes out to the ground thru the balusters... with a little encouragement. I left one landing totally cleared for birdwatching. I also left the shovel poised over the part of the rail that freezes from overhead gutter-drips onto it, so they will land on the easily-salted path and not make an iceberg out of the handrail and the adjacent 4x4 post. Like a little quonset hut!

The swamp out front has frozen over well enough to go back to being the parking bay for self and visitors-- the only badly rutted part will be safely under the van when we have our Closet Party tomorrow! I'll have to go back out in a bit to pull those no-parking stakes....


The PT visit yesterday was wonderful-- she stretched me in ways I do not think I have ever moved as an adult, and then (raptures!!!) she got me on my belly over a thick foam mat I had handy. That way the scar tissue did not hurt as it pressed into the bed-- think a loooong roll of nickels running under YOUR belly for a start!

We have several other pieces left from an old camper that will go on our bed tonight-- so I can hopefully FINALLY sleep the way my body wants to: babystyle, on my tummy!

~S~