devondancer is laughing

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Oh, yes, she is laughing! You have really helped her, so thank you all so much.

When I got there today she was already much brighter: she had given herself a severe talking to, apparently, and "she ain’t gonna mope no mo’ ". She is tough and determined.

Lesley had also had a long talk with her consultant this morning. I don’t know whether I would have heard about it had the news not been good, but it was. The heart problems are basically still reactions to the original medication which upset her so badly, and now to the newer analgesia, which was stopped when she collapsed again. What that really means is that her heart itself is OK and just doesn’t like her treatment. This is wonderful news and means she still feels she has a life to fight for.

Also the apparent paralysis of her legs should also be only temporary, due to swelling and bruising of her spinal cord during the 3 operations. She should be able to walk again, and maybe to dance. You should see her face. I think she had almost given up hope of that, although she would never admit it. I know she was terrified, but she had faced it before surgery and knew it was a possibility, and she had accepted it. And she would have coped, too, and made something of her life, but oh, she won’t have to. I am still in tears now - joy for her and delight for me. And people may still be able to watch her and say “Who is that lovely dancer?”, which I have heard many times. “That’s my wife.”

She has now, of course, asked for the physio to start exercising her legs, despite her still severe pain. It is slightly awkward that she can’t feel her feet or legs, but the physio offered her a Zimmer frame to start her off. That was not a good suggestion. She will do this like she has won every other battle in this long fight, in her own way. I just hope her body hangs on to keep up with her determination. It will if she has her way.

Thank you all again for the jokes (appreciated by both of us, and I left her chuckling over the printouts), the good wishes and kind thoughts, and for the love and support you have given me. You are a fine example of an internet community and I am proud to know you all.

Ro

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This is one lady I would really like to know–both of you, in fact.

This isn’t exactly a joke, but a story that still makes me laugh after all these years:

When my daughter was about three, I was living in a small town in the middle of nowhere and working at a bank. They cut our hours and I started working on weekends at my parents’ little store/post office/campground in a microscopic town at a lake about an hour from my home. Although my daughter could run around with my parents’ big dog happily in tow, it was hard to find things to keep her occupied.

One Friday night when I was packing our car in preparation for the drive to Antimony for the weekend, I was thinking of things I could take for her amusement. I was standing next to the car wondering about taking her wagon–there aren’t any sidewalks in Antimony, but she could pull it around anyway. I said to her, “Should we take your wagon to Grandpa’s?” She thought a moment and then said, “No. Let’s take the car.”

Ba-da-boom!

Susan

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I think speak for most of us when I say I’d like to know both of you. If nothing else has inspired us to visit over there, this certainly has. Start working on that guest room now, Roland!

Glad to hear the good news!

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Ah, you’ve heard about the renovations, then! Spare room is definitely spare, but “room” doesn’t quite describe it yet! The whole house is being gradually done up, by me, with Lesley as dogsbody / clearer-upper / wallpaper-stripper / do-er of all the jobs I hate! Nobody, but nobody, wants to visit us yet!
But you would all be very welcome!
Ro

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Sound just like home! :laughing: … well… with a l ittle role reversal…

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Wonderful. I missed out on the initial problem, but I’m glad she is doing better.

As for the jokes/punchlines, well, you have tapped into the true talent of this community.

T

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Great new Roland. Give her our best. :slight_smile:

Doc

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You indeed are a lovely couple, and my best wishes to you both!

:slight_smile:

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My heart is laughing now also. There is so much to be thankful for. Don’t let her over do the physical theropy, tiny steps at first :slight_smile: :slight_smile: :slight_smile:
Tansey

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This is a true life story. Every time I need to laugh I think about it. The story is about my best friend. When he told me this, he said that I am NEVER EVER to mention this story to anyone, especially his brother who does not think this story is funny at all.

My BF was going camping and he asked to borrow his brother’s great big giant boy scout tent. It’s one of those old tent with lots of poles. My BF’s brother told him, “Do not lose the poles. Do not lose even one pole. If you lose even one pole, the tent is worthless.” My BF went on the camping trip and he was totally responsible for the poles. He counted the poles when he took the poles out of the truck, he counted the poles when he put up the tent, and he counted the poles when he put the poles back in the truck. He put the tent in the back of the truck and drove to his brother’s home. He handed his brother the poles and told his brother how he had taken such good care of the poles. His brother asked him where the tent was.

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mute, hire an editor :smiley:

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No, no! That story needs to be that long! If it was shorter, it wouldn’t be funny!

I’d even add a line in there about how the brother drove along thinking about how he would count the poles! Maybe even wrote himself a note.

Great story, Mute!

Of course, having been neurotically responsible for Army tent poles makes it even funnier!

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In your face, William Shakespeare.

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ACK!!! :astonished:

the outrage :wink: