Happy Thanksgiving to all of you. This year, this little ceramic turkey is as close as I am getting to lifting one of those iconic birds. For forty-five of the past fifty years, I have prepared this holiday meal….sometimes it was really good, and a few memorable times, the meal was really bad…but good or bad, it was always homemade.
This year, my physical therapist, Nicholas, decreed that it is impossible for me to lift any more than five pounds with my left shoulder. But not to worry, all the cooking is being done by the clever folks at Whole Foods Market.
So, as can be seen, the only real physical lifting falls to my Traveling Companion, who seems only too delighted to do so.
Voila….the feast!!!! Ready for heating up.
Although I have not been busy cooking, I have been busy making some very nice recovery progress. Here’s a little sample of what I can now do thanks to my therapist, Nick. I can touch my nose,
put on my earrings and glasses and even touch
the top of my head, making it possible to shampoo my hair with two hands…add driving to this list, and I’d say that I have much to be thankful for. And because no man or woman is an island, I am thankful for my loving Traveling Companion and darling daughters who continue to cheer me on….and every time I sit down to blog, I am thankful for all of YOU who are willing in these amazingly outrageous times to give me a precious moment or two. From my junket to wherever you are junketing…Happy Thanksgiving.