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[flowerbug]

Ain't that the truth!

Not laughing at you, laughing with you! our family is widely known for some pretty funny clumsiness!

i really do not like being in the kitchen the same time as Mom. between the two of us we can just make it really worse rapidly. we do once in a while do things as a team, but i have to be really careful about how things go.

as one example, we were dusting the stuff on top of the kitchen cabinets so i was standing up on the counter and handing things down to Mom so she could wipe them off and then we were done and i went to jump down and as i jumped i said "Don't move!" but she instead moved to right where i was jumping. so in mid-air i had to figure out how to twist to not land on her. i ended up landing right on my chest on the hardwood floor from about 6ft up. it felt good for a few weeks. bruised ribs for sure, but didn't break anything and best of all did not land on Mom. yes, it could have been much worse as i could have easily broke my neck or something.

now when we work on anything together i try to be even more careful and explain myself before i move and make sure that she's heard me and is staying still or moving out of the way or whatever.

still with all that said, when she's baking i tend to stay in my room here and let her do her thing and i do mine. when she's done or ready for me to wash dishes or clean up then i go and do that while she's taking a break or whatever. sometimes we frost cookies or things together, but since by then the baking is done we're sitting there for the most part and that's safer (not completely safe, since i have had a chair break while i was sitting there but that's a whole different story)...

 

[digitS']

Tulsi (Holy Basil), which is what I use, has a sort of licorice-y taste.

I haven't grown Holy Basil although there are several varieties in my garden each year. Basil is very much valued but the flavor is plenty strong with mild varieties.

From that little bit of reading it seems that I may be stumbling onto thin ice using licorice root at any rate. The caution seems to be for 2 ounces taken over several days but I assume that is of candy and how much might be in my 4 thin slices of the root, minus the weight of sugar and other additions, is beyond any idea that I have. Well, shucks. I'll give something else on the spice shelf a try.

Thank You, Pulsegleaner.

Steve

 

[Gardening with Rabbits]

Same here. The clumsiness seems to be genetic for my family. Oh the stories I could tell about the things some of my family members have done.

Same. My brother is really bad. He fell over an edge of a I guess call it ledge while we were out getting firewood. DH just stared at him and could not believe it. DH was VERY light footed and agile and did not stumble over anything and my brother stomping around with big feet and tripping drove him nuts. LOL

 

[digitS']

 

[baymule]

I got back this afternoon from Galveston. Had a good time. Wedding was on the beach, brunch reception was on ground level of a 3 story high beach house. Bottom level is open, so hurricane storm surge can flow through. Had a nice ocean breeze. Kitchen was 3 floors up. I limped up and down a few times, then was assigned to organizing things on ground level. Whew! My knee was hurting from my fall.

We left there at 1:00, back to Air B&B, changed to swimsuits and went to the beach. Friend’s 20 year old daughter is autistic and refused to get close to the water. I took her hand, telling her I had her, I wouldn’t let anything happen to her and let’s just get our toes wet. She clenched my hand, threw out her other arm for balance like a toddler learning to walk and wobbled out ankle deep. The waves coming in and going out were frightening to her.

Her favorite tv show is reruns of Baywatch. She was so excited to see a lifeguard tower and chattered about lifeguards. So I took her to meet a real live lifeguard. I explained that she was autistic, watched Baywatch and was thrilled to meet him. The young man spoke to her and made her day. Back to the water!

Now she wasn’t so scared because the lifeguard was watching. She started doing her “Baywatch dive” jumping into waves and her “Baywatch run” from the beach into the water, grabbing my hand, nearly knocking me down. Over and over and over!

She came out of the water, ran to the lifeguard tower, pointing at the water. I followed. She claimed there was a snake in the water. I told her to go tell her mom about the snake. This was a different lifeguard so I explained about her autism and fixation on reruns of Baywatch. Then I went to coax her back to the water. A few minutes later that same lifeguard came up holding a plastic grocery bag, looked like it had some sand in it.

With a big smile he announced, “I want to shake your hand! Thanks for telling me about that snake. I got him now and it’s safe for you to go back in the water!” What a wonderful example on human compassion! He and I exchanged smiles and he took the “snake” away. She went back to the waves, having the time of her life.

I guess you can tell, playing with an autistic young lady and helping her overcome her fears was the high point of my weekend. She didn’t want to leave the beach.

 

[Artichoke Lover]

Same. My brother is really bad. He fell over an edge of a I guess call it ledge while we were out getting firewood. DH just stared at him and could not believe it. DH was VERY light footed and agile and did not stumble over anything and my brother stomping around with big feet and tripping drove him nuts. LOL

Oh gosh. Sounds like me. I’ve stepped backwards off the sidewalk and landed flat in my back on more than one occasion. It’s a wonder I haven’t cracked my head or been run over!

 

[Pulsegleaner]

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"Fall down seven times, get up eight"
Japanese proverb.

 

[meadow]

I was enrolled in tap dancing and ballet because I'd fallen into the shower when walking past it (age 3-4). Served me well though!

DH on the other hand... I'm amazed he hasn't fallen when navigating tight/cluttered spaces. No sense of where he is in space and compensates by going faster, yet always makes it through in one piece!

 

[flowerbug]

Same. My brother is really bad. He fell over an edge of a I guess call it ledge while we were out getting firewood. DH just stared at him and could not believe it. DH was VERY light footed and agile and did not stumble over anything and my brother stomping around with big feet and tripping drove him nuts. LOL

just remember that walking is controlled falling and it all makes sense. some of us are more controlled and graceful than others. some of us fall with some grace even.

when i was getting into Tai Chi after about 6 months i was walking into work and i hit a patch of ice under some snow and i wiped out sort of but instead of actually falling and hitting the ground i somehow managed to catch myself and keep going without even breaking stride. it was to me a verification that it was a useful art to have. that it was being trained into my reactions and inner reflexes.

even many years later after not doing any practice at all my nephew was messing around with me (trying to play fight) and instinctively i deflected his hands and arms and wrapped him up like a pretzel and pinned his head in my hands by twisting his neck in one smooth motion. i let him go and he said "Damn!", but it was respect in his voice that said it all. we get along fine.

 

[Cosmo spring garden]

I got back this afternoon from Galveston. Had a good time. Wedding was on the beach, brunch reception was on ground level of a 3 story high beach house. Bottom level is open, so hurricane storm surge can flow through. Had a nice ocean breeze. Kitchen was 3 floors up. I limped up and down a few times, then was assigned to organizing things on ground level. Whew! My knee was hurting from my fall.

We left there at 1:00, back to Air B&B, changed to swimsuits and went to the beach. Friend’s 20 year old daughter is autistic and refused to get close to the water. I took her hand, telling her I had her, I wouldn’t let anything happen to her and let’s just get our toes wet. She clenched my hand, threw out her other arm for balance like a toddler learning to walk and wobbled out ankle deep. The waves coming in and going out were frightening to her.

Her favorite tv show is reruns of Baywatch. She was so excited to see a lifeguard tower and chattered about lifeguards. So I took her to meet a real live lifeguard. I explained that she was autistic, watched Baywatch and was thrilled to meet him. The young man spoke to her and made her day. Back to the water!

Now she wasn’t so scared because the lifeguard was watching. She started doing her “Baywatch dive” jumping into waves and her “Baywatch run” from the beach into the water, grabbing my hand, nearly knocking me down. Over and over and over!

She came out of the water, ran to the lifeguard tower, pointing at the water. I followed. She claimed there was a snake in the water. I told her to go tell her mom about the snake. This was a different lifeguard so I explained about her autism and fixation on reruns of Baywatch. Then I went to coax her back to the water. A few minutes later that same lifeguard came up holding a plastic grocery bag, looked like it had some sand in it.

With a big smile he announced, “I want to shake your hand! Thanks for telling me about that snake. I got him now and it’s safe for you to go back in the water!” What a wonderful example on human compassion! He and I exchanged smiles and he took the “snake” away. She went back to the waves, having the time of her life.

I guess you can tell, playing with an autistic young lady and helping her overcome her fears was the high point of my weekend. She didn’t want to leave the beach.

I cried reading this post. My 9 yo is autistic and it warms my heart to know that there are people like you in the world that will show her kindness and patience. Thank you! Thank you!