Maybe I'll sew tomorrow

Good luck and take it gently. A few gentle stretching exercises might also help.

Do be careful of your posture while cutting and sewing. I spent most of the day today either bending over the cutting table and ironing board, or sitting at the sewing machine. Bu 8:00PM, the muscles across the mid-portion of my back were feeling sore. I sat tonight alternating ice and heat, it's mostly better now.

Beverly, who used to be able to sew days at a time without pain. :-(

Thank you Kate, I've been moving very carefully lately. I find I have to think about simple moves before I do things. Ii was a simple move that started the whole thing up. I was overtired and pushed that one time to many. Juno

It does get more difficult doesn't it. I have to start doing my back exercises again. Just couldn't do them when I was hurting a lot. On top of all that I have to make sure DH is around when I get down on the mat just in case I have trouble getting up. That floor seems to be so far down lately, Can't just jump up as I use to. Turn over slowly to side, grab on to a piece of furniture and pull myself up. How come it's so far up now and the floor so far down?????

Dunno... 'Snot as if we're getting taller...

I quit getting down on the floor some 15-18 years ago, after I had the incident at school. The orthopedist said a mat on the bed would work, though it takes more time, so that's my way of exercising, plus I also ride my exercise bike, using the handle bars to simulate rowing at the same time.

-- Emily

This group has just turned the corner from a quasi-sewing group, past the kaffeeklatsch and turned into a bunch of old ladies just talking about their aches and pains. Enjoy yourselves and feed on each others miseries and pretend to "commiserate" so you can take your turn. B...0...R...I...N...G. I've had enough. Bye JPBill

Did you notice how that crept up on you? One day you could do it, the next day, no way in hell. Unfair!!!

I'll give the mat on the bed a try. Thanks Emily Juno

That's says it all doesn't it. I think it's a conspiracy. Just don't know whose. Juno

My husband was out of town, and I bought some chairs for the patio. Butterfly chairs, I think they're called. I took them out, opened them up, stretched the covers on them, and they looked great. I thought, I'll just try one out to see if it's comfortable. So I sat down. It was comfortable. Then I tried to get up. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. No progress. I thought to myself, my husband will come home and find a skeleton sitting in a new chair on the patio. No neighbors home. No cell phone to call the fire department. Just me and the chair. Skeleton time. But not being one to take defeat sitting down, I looked around and figured that if I sort of rolled to one side and stretched as far as I could, I could grab one of the benches to the picnic table. The table is octagonal, and the benches are firmly attached to it. I was able to reach a bench and pull myself out of the clutches of the evil chair, and fight my way to freedom. We still have the chairs. Guests are welcome to sit in them.

We had a pair of those as newlyweds. Thought we were an

*ultra cool young with it couple*. Then one day my DMIL sat in one. Oops! Took both of us to extricate her.

Now at my advanced age, I no longer sit in any "easy" chair without sturdy arms to push off with. I was horribly embarrassed when my DGS rushed to help me out of a "sand chair" at the beach. Of course, he was totally unable to "lift" me.... :-} I finally rolled over to the side, got on my hands and knees and was able to push myself up into a standing position. Never again...

Beverly

My cousin's Day of Discovery, she told me, was when she went to watch a soccer game when her friends' kids were playing. As was her custom, she sat on the ground at the edge of the field, so she had a good view. When the game was over, she went to get up only to find it impossible. She said she had to crawl across the playing field to the bleachers, which she then used to pull herself to her feet.

This is truly adding insult to injury.

BTDT,HTTS!!! I refuse to sit all the way down on the ground anymore, ever. I have one of those handy-dandy folding camping chair,

which I thought would be really handy to take along to watch DGD play soccer. Has a cup holder and everything. Folds nicely into its own carrying case. However, if the ground is soggy, (and what soccer field isn't?), the legs sink into the muck, and every time you put weight on one of the arms to try to stand it just sinks some more and lists to that side, making a determined attemt to throw you down in the mud.

Yes, we oldsters manage to embarrass out DGC (and adult children) even when we try our damndest not to.

Beverly

This is all so frustrating. One day, I went to hop up on a counter, as you do, backing up to it, placing one hand on either side and giving a jump, which has always landed me on the counter, safe and secure. Well, I damned near killed myself. Now I'm afraid to do anything that involves jumping. My legs have always been my strongest part, due in part to hours in ballet class, straining and trembling, but it paid off .... until recently. *sigh*

"Old White Women Can't Jump"? ;-D

(((HUGS)))

Beverly

Neither can old men! I cut out the shoe bags but haven't sewn them together. My sewing room is to gloomy. Been raining for hours and I need the addition of natural light to make it feel better down there. I went to the gym today, rode the bike gently and did the machines for back strength very gently and feel much better. Exercise is a wonderful thing.I even did some chores that have been waiting to be done when I came home. Tomorrow is supposed to be a better day and I shall venture down to sew. Juno

Instead of finishing the must-be-done-by-Friday project I'm supposed to be working on I installed tax software and started collecting all the necessary documents.

Me too...

Beverly

Thank you. Thank you very much.