You know how you're not supposed to say something is going good

Well yeah my hip pain last night and now (4:30 in the morning) is so crazy that you look up amputation.... Knowing all along you won't do it but hoping you could just so it'd stop hurting.

I went and got acupuncture and it didn't help at all. Usually it does but this time even during the treatment it hurt and I couldn't breathe through it. 

One step forward 2 steps back? 

The littlest things

Today I got up and walked to the bathroom without holding onto the walls.

Yesterday I say at the kitchen table to have my hot water and lemon.

I haven't filled the pain med prescription.

Those are 3 things that are pretty good:-)

Yes I'm limping through the day, and at night need all the ice and heat. (And last night my back was killing me umm that's new) but there are steps and I'm taking them!! And I'm so very grateful for them!

2 for 2

I had PT twice this week. Both times I left in more pain than when I went in 😳 so there's been just about no walking because of that. 

My fabulous therapist said I need to call my surgeon and get whatever meds it is I can take while on the meds for the blood clot. There's no point in being in pain... Blah blah blah! She also thinks 2 crutches is a good idea (still not happening)

I could only manage light stretches and the absolute minimum number of bridges, clams and we did add in leg lifts so I guess there's that to be proud of?!?

Ohh and finally my blood is 2.6 so I can stop giving myself shots in the stomach here's to hoping that the swelling will go down!

Poor poodle wants to know why we aren't going out...

The journey right?

Well 3 hip surgeries in 18 months leave me learning to walk again. I've spent 10 months of the last year and a half on crutches and 3 more months with a cane... This last surgery I decided I would go from crutches to walking no cane no single crutch just walk. Oh and I decided when on my own too! Monday was the day 😍 

I haven't had PT thanks to a blood clot and low blood levels. So I've been trying this on my own. Monday I did short walks of 3 houses down and back 3 times spread throughout the day. Tuesday I got cocky and walked a half mile and the way back was seeing stars. Wednesday I was non-weight bearing and stayed in the house on crutches. Today I started again walking small amounts and I'll continue that way. For now this blog is going to be my record of recovery so I can see how far I've come. Because in the day to day I don't see it but long term it's there!

Life in a nutshell

4 years and 1 year

It's my birthday! And I'm kind of reflective today.

4 years ago today I was living at the house I grew up in. It's about 2 miles away from where I live now. That's not a big distance but it's light years at the same time. Let me explain...

I lived at the end of a small dead end road. Now I live on a cut through street. I lived in a good sized house. Now I live in a small home. I lived in front of conservation land. Now I live near a lake. 

The lake, the cut through, the small house... It's all done something to me. I spend more time outside. I walk that lake almost every day, being in a small house we leave the wooden door open almost all the time so I see all the runners and walkers cutting through and it just goads me to get out and enjoy a day. 

How can you not want to see that view every single day??

Now a year ago I was 14 days post-op (#2) and still on crutches and pretty freaking miserable. This morning the poodle and I were out at 5:30 to walk our lake; WITH the extra wooded path he loves so much! It really has become the little things that mean so much to me :-)

Yes I know this isn't heeling but those pictures always suck!

And now I'm going to go enjoy my day- wake up my husband and figure out what we are going to do!

What are your long weekend plans? 

Days of spring

I have been taking the poodle for my 10,000 steps lately (hello fitbit addict) and for our 3rd walk of the day yesterday the husband came. Well to the poodle that meant it's swim time. And swim he did. In a lake that was frozen 6 days ago on a 52 degree day... BUT he was happy (and I believe crazy)

The question I get asked

More than any other...

"What are you going to do when the poodle dies?" (He's only 5 people don't ask)

I have 2 replies 

"He's never going to die"

Or

"The poodle and I go together" 

I have survived a lot of death in my life but his? I'm not so sure... He is my faithful constant companion. I can't imagine a world without him. I have legit anxiety when he and I are separated for a day when he has a grooming appointment. Our trip to Italy was shorter than planned because I can't be without the poodle. 

We've been going to a lot of therapy jobs lately and I see the joy he brings to other people and I'm so proud to call him mine. He really is my baby! 

Apparently after a long quiet time all I can do is gush about the dog 😜 typical! I'll be back sooner and I'll tell you how I quit pt and built new storage for the house ACTUAL fun stuff!

(I call this dog as my co-pilot)

What have you been up to??