Life goes on

Last night I went to bed feeling perfectly fine and woke up with what felt like a broken foot.  If  I had not done this so many times before I might have panicked.  Instead I tried to go back to sleep, but it hurt so much that turned out to be impossible.  I tried sleeping with it on the right side, and the left side, even over the edge of the bed -- nothing helped.  Finally, about four this morning I got up, laced on my tennis shoes very tightly, got out my walker, took two Alleve and limped over to sleep in my chair with my foot propped up on the walker.  It worked!

I woke up about nine and used the walker to get to my deck and the chair on my deck to work my way over to my birdseed jar.  Looking out the window a few minutes later I saw a mother duck swimming in the tiny puddle under the downspout and the father eating seed.  All I have to do is stand up in my apartment and these two come running from wherever they are.  When they left, the squirrel appeared.  Because of him I keep the seed jar tucked under the air conditioner.  He has chewed off everything that is not glass or metal, but he can't eat the air conditioner!  Yet he never gives up.

I tried to watch a movie on my Roku.  It came up, but it wouldn't let me go farther than picking a place like Amazon, or Netflix.  I tried everything I knew.  Unplugged it.  Plugged it back in -- several times. Checked the batteries in the remote.  Bought new batteries and finally tried looking online.  I finally figured out how to buy an app and get the remote put on my phone.  At first that appeared not to work either, but eventually it did! Now I use the Roku remote on my phone.

If I have learned anything in my life it is not to give up.  And that is no small thing.