It’s all about convenience

Yes, it looks like a mess.  Let’s see how your housekeeping survives your back injury.  Yes those are wall studs.  I was in the middle  of redoing the basement when this happened.


So this is where I’ve been for 23-1/2 hours a day for the last couple of months.  Note the  following:

  • It;s on the ground floor, and I can exit the house via the garage.  No stairs involved.  Stairs are not your friends.
  • Trash can next to bed.
  • Media computer at head of bed.  I do have a TV.  It’s buried in the garage.  See the bit above about redoing the basement.  This is for watching movies with my kids.  It’s also got USB ports for charging my phone, etc.
  • Just above the pillows is a recycling bag.  It’s hanging from a nail on one of the wall studs.
  • There’s a 12 pack of seltzer water next to the bed.  My preference is to make my own with my SodaStream, but there are times when that process – getting out of bed, filling the bottle, with water, carbonating the water, and then going back to bed – is more than I can take.
  • Power strip on the floor next to the bed.  Powers computers, heating pad, etc.
  • Bag-o-meds resides on the floor at the head of my bed.

In short, I’ve rearranged things so that what I need on a regular basis is within arm’s reach  It provides a measure of independence, in that I don’t need anyone to get these things for me.  It’s usually not tidy, but it helps me get through the day.  And night.  On the days when I can barely make it to the bathroom, it really makes a difference.



My cane, my constant companion

After a couple days of hobbling around in excruciating agony, it occurred to me that my mother had left a cane behind on one of her visits.  I got it out of the closet, and after that it never left my side.  That included in the shower – I would just pull off the rubber foot after I got out to drain the water that had collected.  That also includes sleeping with it, so that when I wake up I know exactly where it is.

Of course, since I associated that cane with my mother, after a couple of weeks I decided to get one of my own.  More masculine.  OK – I also get bored and like to shop on Amazon.  So, I ordered one of these:

(If you click the image and buy one, Amazon gives me a few cents)

After a month, I have the following to say.


  • Foam handle is softer on my hand
  • Plain black
  • Sturdy (300 lb limit)


  • Not as sturdy as my previous cane.  That one has a “T” handle directly over the shaft.  This one feels like it flexes a little bit.
  • Not as easy to get the rubber foot off to pour the water out after taking a shower
  • The height that I got used to on the first cane seems to be halfway between two heights on this cane.

Conclusion:  It’s a good cane, but for a larger individual like me, I’ll probably go to a “T” handle for my next purchase.

How did I get here (slip happens)

Sometime around November is when I originally ruptured my L3/L4 disc.  At least that’s what I can conclude, based on the type of pain I was experiencing.  All was bearable until early November, when I spun my kids on a merry-go-round at the park.

That’s all it took.  Twisting and pulling.

7 weeks later, I have not been back to my office yet.  Most of my time is spent in a construction zone – the basement I started renovating earlier this year.

Rather than focusing on how bad it is, I’d rather share some of my experiences and lessons.  Remember: smart people learn from their mistakes, but really smart people learn from other people’s mistakes!