Nana's Grace

This post is about the grace that is Nana.  Yup, both definitions. 
     The first definition of grace is "simple elegance or refinement of movement."  OK, this is a little tongue-in-cheek.  Much like her daughter and author of this blog, we are not always light on our feet.  In fact, we find ourselves on our butts every once in a while. Luckily, we have strong bones and healthy senses of humor-- we bounce right back. I had noticed that Nana was limping earlier in the week.  She was complaining of soreness in her left leg, radiating from her hip to her knee. Did she fall? No one observed her falling, and she has no short term memory, so the question remains.
    I took her to the doctor on Monday.  The MD checked her out, and she diagnosed a flare-up of arthritis; she ordered Tylenol and 8 weeks of physical therapy.  We went home, and the nursing director spoke to the home care agency and set up PT to start Friday.
    Now it's time for the second definition of Grace: "Divine love and protection bestowed freely on people; the state of being protected or sanctified by the favor of God."  I received a call while at work yesterday.  Nana fell while walking in the hallway. Many octogenarians would have broken a hip; but Nana landed softly, bruising only her pride.  Who was in the hallway? One of her friends, who was walking with her son.  And who is her son?  He is the Director of the Physical Therapy division of Nana's homecare company. The Nursing Director explained that Nana would be starting physical therapy with his company on Friday.  "No she isn't," replied the physical therapist."Jane will be starting tomorrow. And if the therapist scheduled for Friday can't make it tomorrow, I will personally be back to take care of her."
    Leave it to Mom to fall in front of the very person who could help her the most!  As she would say, "God is good to me, with a little help from your father."  She points to the heavens. "He still takes good care of me."

Lunch with the Ladies

Want some fun? Have lunch with a group of senior ladies-- they will keep you smiling.
  Today's topic was the goodness of others.  Nana, always the optimist, stated that most of the world is made up of good people.  In fact, you would be amazed at how many good deeds are being done without any fanfare.
  Effie, her sweet, ladylike friend replied, "Well, most of the people are.  The others, you just shift them out of your life."  The others smiled and agreed.  Effie turned a little red and said, "Shift. I said shift. That's what I meant. Is that what I said?" Hah!
  I laughed and said yes, that was what she said.  But I know what she meant.  She erupted with giggles, and I joined in.