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Aftermath

Our trip to Seattle was a good one but not easy. There were the usual hurdles to be overcome. There always are. Firstly, travel with a wheelchair is always a little harder. Right off the bat we had to fly a pud-knocker to Atlanta so I had to help Mother climb the stairs into the plane. It was fortunate she could manage it. Having our own wheelchair was a great benefit but things like gates being reassigned meant having to race around getting to the right place for our flights. Then the long flight took its toll. Then it wasn't that easy for Mother to get rest. Although the hotel room had an accessible shower, the rest of the room wasn't all that accessible. So we really worked at being there. Bev mentioned how Mother takes lots of cat naps during the day. We weren't able to do that on the trip and I think it completely wore her down. As for me, the lack of sleep completely exhausted me. Friday night I was focused on the fact that it would be my last to struggle through with only a few hours of sleep.

So now we have everyone home. It has been a slow recovery. Mother hasn't gotten back her strength she had before. I am still very tired. I've had to scale back my efforts to rest my body. It has been easier than I thought because all we've had here is rain since I've been back. I managed some short rides early in the week. The longer ones were difficult for me. Too much inactivity. Today I finally felt like a short run. My knees have been especially painful, probably due to being cramped up on the flights out and home.

The weekend came with lots of rain. I am hoping to get in some exercise tomorrow but it will probably be the treadmill variety. Then next week will be filled up with painting. I have lots to get done.

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