Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Close Help!
All through my recuperation all I could think of was when I get better. Oh I had thanked neighbors,Phyllis, her hubby Steve, and Rhea for their help but I never thought that things would be different when I got better. Well I found out all too quickly they are.
When Jay and I moved the swing to across the drive it was a little more difficult than what I remembered in past years. We had help from son-in-law David sometimes but we did manage to move it ourselves also.
I think the full realization of this new condition came a couple of days ago. The tractor needed to be converted from snow plow to mower deck and David has not been able to come up to help us with it. I decided to get out the walk behind power lawn mower and at least start to do a little cutting . Well I was unable to start it. No matter how hard I pulled that rope it wouldn’t start. Jay with his new surgery in his arm was unable to help me and the tractor hadn’t been converted yet. Discouraged I explained to Phyllis that I was having trouble and she said maybe Steve could help.
The next morning the door bell rang and there stood Steve offering to help solve our problem. With the manual and Jay’s instruction the tractor was soon ready to go. He then got the smaller mower running for me but when I tried to restart it I found I still couldn’t pull the rope well enough. Steve restarted it explaining I needed just a little more pull.
Feeling that my strength was not enough I mowed around the areas I needed to get before I stopped the mower. I will try again later but I think this is another task that is slipping away from my control. My sweet hubby reminded me that I am 73 now but that brings no feeling of consolation to me.
All my life I was never one to borrow from or ask for help from my neighbors. But now I find a great comfort in knowing they are here to call upon when family is not available.
