Granny's gone and done it again

Oh yes. It lets you know you are still alive. If you were dead, you wouldn't feel the pain.
Yeah, but dead is so permanent.

Doctors are trying to keep me on my feet and active as long as they can. I'm not the typical 67 year old. Used to trail ride on my dirt bike can't anymore because of the DDD and osteoporosis in my hips and lower spine. Too much of a risk for a compression fracture.

I'm a fighter though. Still do pretty much everything else and just deal with the pain. I'm usually pretty much kicked in the backside for 48 hours after I do a big project with my DH. I've also learned to lie down for an hour in the afternoon so my neck settles down.

Still have about 50 chickens that I spoil and love. They make sure I get up, get dressed and go outside for fresh air every day.
 
I saw a video where the trainer walks toward the dog when he does that, forces the dog to back up. Establishes dominance. When the dog stops jumping, the trainer pets the dog (reinforces correct behavior). I call it Red Light, Green Light. Repeat as needed. Correct what you don't want, reinforce what you do. IME, dogs learn quickly when people are consistent.
I will send you brandow. You can train him for me.
 
Yeah, but dead is so permanent.

Doctors are trying to keep me on my feet and active as long as they can. I'm not the typical 67 year old. Used to trail ride on my dirt bike can't anymore because of the DDD and osteoporosis in my hips and lower spine. Too much of a risk for a compression fracture.

I'm a fighter though. Still do pretty much everything else and just deal with the pain. I'm usually pretty much kicked in the backside for 48 hours after I do a big project with my DH. I've also learned to lie down for an hour in the afternoon so my neck settles down.

Still have about 50 chickens that I spoil and love. They make sure I get up, get dressed and go outside for fresh air every day.
You are only 5 yrs older than I am. I am stubborn, and do what ever I want to do, mostly if someone tells me I can't do it. LOL. There is just something in me, that has to prove them wrong. Back in 2000, I was heading to a wheelchair. I said, no freaking way. Up till my last fall, last year, I was walking 7 miles a day. But when I busted my tail bone, and my cheek bones in the butt, it kind of took the desire to walk so much out of me. I have black outs, and was falling alot.
 

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