tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79420316827836661632024-03-18T23:02:42.639-05:00Little Kitchen (or New Hip) on the PrairieLomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.comBlogger254125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-43256097552818320872016-06-10T23:06:00.001-05:002016-06-10T23:06:21.109-05:00Hot Dam, It's Hot! (When Compared to Winter...not complaining...just an
observation)It is a hot one out there today!! I waited to go for my 6km walk until almost 8pm and it was still 32 Celsius.... There was a breeze to help but the humidity was high soooooooo....it was a hot walk.<div>When I got home, I grabbed my stretching mat and went to the back yard. The shad e was right and the breeze was better. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmU8lg46aYsKW0Xw31MUwTLqHiS02vPlhmCeVYTVry7nTvU6CXlWtiMK1JdGGc9AB8NQpr_AkOX36etnoucysysxIb6llgiM9T4AD_rrx0p3NqnESU7o3FQ5ecsNU1fcGiI9fH7LHdzlU/s640/blogger-image--1876563428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmU8lg46aYsKW0Xw31MUwTLqHiS02vPlhmCeVYTVry7nTvU6CXlWtiMK1JdGGc9AB8NQpr_AkOX36etnoucysysxIb6llgiM9T4AD_rrx0p3NqnESU7o3FQ5ecsNU1fcGiI9fH7LHdzlU/s640/blogger-image--1876563428.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Even had a fast (for me) 3rd km! Woot woot!!!</div><div><br></div><div>Eventually I did put the sprinkler on and run through it like a kid...it was so dam fun. The water was frigid. Make you shiver frigid. It was just what was needed to I could go sit in the hot tub to relax. All I. All it was a great way to celebrate 36 weeks of new hip madness! I even dared a leap or two through the water.... Such fun!!!</div><div><br></div><div>Until next time, stay cool and keep moving!</div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-64459043478314254512016-05-28T20:50:00.001-05:002016-05-28T21:14:10.505-05:00Happy HippaversaryFriday marked my 34 week Hippaversary and today I celebrated by participating in a 5km run/walk. The event was called 'Color Me Rad' (http://www.colormerad.com). It is a non timed event created to raise funds for local charities. At this particular event, you get doused in cornstarch that has been dyed bright colours....you finish the 5km pretty darn messy. A good friend joined me on this venture, which made it so much more fun. We threw coloured powder at each other and had a blast. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC3J5Dzw9QXomTTTZ8pFeY_Yg2SlI9cM76ycelPxX3h6DX1Ov5cJ3SB9MYVimwZEEMpbwyPPysu1WJ-WTxv_WC_0HOlRd3nEApDVWQnasDKAKaK26XawhhsIxNxjM9kT3YdVMwoB3DL40/s640/blogger-image--1890998903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC3J5Dzw9QXomTTTZ8pFeY_Yg2SlI9cM76ycelPxX3h6DX1Ov5cJ3SB9MYVimwZEEMpbwyPPysu1WJ-WTxv_WC_0HOlRd3nEApDVWQnasDKAKaK26XawhhsIxNxjM9kT3YdVMwoB3DL40/s640/blogger-image--1890998903.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We had to cover her car seats with garbage bags so we didn't dirty her car. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7-7AHn19Ed8WlIhmylvZl2AL_8cavaKRdj4kOxpS-9gOVZFiU0yck0Ba2i7uI3PmKDZXa9Yyvay-00tx4osxbu_4wKNTGKELKsZInr2vj5cy7rXEaDDSMI8CzX6NM10z2JpoG1vkLBM/s640/blogger-image-1358487313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7-7AHn19Ed8WlIhmylvZl2AL_8cavaKRdj4kOxpS-9gOVZFiU0yck0Ba2i7uI3PmKDZXa9Yyvay-00tx4osxbu_4wKNTGKELKsZInr2vj5cy7rXEaDDSMI8CzX6NM10z2JpoG1vkLBM/s640/blogger-image-1358487313.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Let's get one thing straight....we walked. I'm not running on the ground yet. Just on a treadmill. I'm sure moving to the ground is coming, but for now I will stick to the treadmill and my 1 minute at a time running....I'm adding more time as I can. It's coming along!</div><div><br></div><div>This was tons of fun and I'm so glad I am able to things like this now. Perhaps next year I can run the 5k...and get more people to join me!! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvAoEFpenbYsynGW_N-yT6rD510i9GXgOXpoe4cOe1W6cq4oKkJyC9qGmRoPAGyg19v1C08lho3W-eXk5RmwAWHvwh2oVM-htfmpvP7waJB4pjBZXO99MPlJ_ZZey2eucYYW6YUAiyxXY/s640/blogger-image-1935471869.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvAoEFpenbYsynGW_N-yT6rD510i9GXgOXpoe4cOe1W6cq4oKkJyC9qGmRoPAGyg19v1C08lho3W-eXk5RmwAWHvwh2oVM-htfmpvP7waJB4pjBZXO99MPlJ_ZZey2eucYYW6YUAiyxXY/s640/blogger-image-1935471869.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Until next time, stay warm and keep moving. </div><div><br></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-77223798339370186802016-05-15T19:18:00.001-05:002016-05-15T22:05:02.894-05:00New RoutinesNow that I am able to move, I love moving! Not from one house to another, but getting up and doing things, walking, outside, to the gym. Holy shit. Who said that? To the gym? <div>It's true. Three times a week I have been making it to the gym. And I kind of enjoy it. I keep up with the gym so I can practice the running on the treadmill. I haven't been cleared for running on the ground yet. On gym days I treadmill for 2 km, 5 minutes of that is the running 30 sec, walking 30 sec for 5 minutes that I started 3 weeks ago!! </div><div>Three times a week, I walk between 5 and 6 km outside. And I really enjoy it. So let's see, that is 6 times a week I am getting out there and exercising. Getting my cardio on! Getting my strength on!</div><div><br></div><div>Yes, this is a walking at the park selfie....I did 6 km this day!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYvaQFxbBptISD28QcH-3ge9rkPFra770hJ7wMXXYmTgQET7PRkiy3GSudDk65FX6daS4Y3Nin0lh9RKZfmChtvyObekpj2KInVLVQMSBobXTSAqp5kB-12ZQpZB_MsCTHIbB7MeohVg/s640/blogger-image-110137678.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYvaQFxbBptISD28QcH-3ge9rkPFra770hJ7wMXXYmTgQET7PRkiy3GSudDk65FX6daS4Y3Nin0lh9RKZfmChtvyObekpj2KInVLVQMSBobXTSAqp5kB-12ZQpZB_MsCTHIbB7MeohVg/s640/blogger-image-110137678.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>At this point you are in your right mind to assume my body has been snatched and replaced by some alien life form. You would be wrong though. The mere fact I can do these things actually brings a tear to my eyes. Seriously. If someone, anyone, told me a year ago today that I would be able to run on a treadmill next year, I'd laugh in their face and tell them to fuck off. (While waving my cane at them!) This hip replacement really has been a new lease on life. I feel better, I move better, I am doing everything I can to keep it that way. I even get anxious when plans come up that might interrupt my walks, or my gym time....</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjlsYVyVNI0TftGgGFeKw-xVpHsLZYfBk5FY0Wz_g4P5UypwWgXAx8PnfvPkFkkojg4mjrA8Bz2JEp7A3MqECDVIwxEC15mIvwOwt0nA8iHfgnjhiI0SlyazprlsDCbRhgRpjYdayD0Q/s640/blogger-image-728644705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjlsYVyVNI0TftGgGFeKw-xVpHsLZYfBk5FY0Wz_g4P5UypwWgXAx8PnfvPkFkkojg4mjrA8Bz2JEp7A3MqECDVIwxEC15mIvwOwt0nA8iHfgnjhiI0SlyazprlsDCbRhgRpjYdayD0Q/s640/blogger-image-728644705.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">New shoes!</div><br></div><div>In the last few months I have probably have spent more money on runners and work out gear than anything else (besides groceries...I still love food!)</div><div><br></div><div>My Sunday morning routine has become my morning at the gym. It is quiet at this time. I can usually get everything I need to get done then I have the day left to do whatever. </div><div><br></div><div>This is my Sunday morning now!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw44zJv2BlmdToxUJbqH5_nRLS3bkdr1MhP1RdKleFCOO1fEMCEDz13mLkfSnhPXSouuXcfz3Mr4OjTKt9cTdKpmMLRHq8uJk8RygH8sOLeX52W3PW4-GrukMcACHT4juz6kvCduPZXJA/s640/blogger-image-554738667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw44zJv2BlmdToxUJbqH5_nRLS3bkdr1MhP1RdKleFCOO1fEMCEDz13mLkfSnhPXSouuXcfz3Mr4OjTKt9cTdKpmMLRHq8uJk8RygH8sOLeX52W3PW4-GrukMcACHT4juz6kvCduPZXJA/s640/blogger-image-554738667.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>What has changed? Why this 180? Because I can. It really is that simple, I can do it. Of course, I still need a little help....</div><div><br></div><div>What helps? There's a list of what helps:</div><div><br></div><div>1) Support. Hubby and the Boy are great at making sure I have a car to make it to the gym and to my athletic therapy appointments. They encourage me when I'm frustrated, push me when I need it, and remind to slow down so I don't do too much. I have some fabulous friends who encourage me and congratulate me on my little victories. Speaking of little victories, I can officially tie my own runners! Sounds small, but it's been years....really. </div><div><br></div><div>2) Athletic therapy. Not just the therapy, but the support and encouragement of my athletic therapist. He seems to know when I'm ready for more weight on the leg press, or to attempt running. (Or when I should take it easy..) He supervises me, makes sure I do thing properly, and provides the nastiest deep tissue massage. Ever. (Yes, it hurts like a son of a bitch, but you know what? It works.)</div><div><br></div><div>3) Proper foot wear. I have spent a lot of money on shoes lately. First I bought new cross trainers after surgery. Just last week I bought actual runners. Meant for running. They are gloriously comfy. Next pay day, I will buy another pair. </div><div><br></div><div>4) Proper clothing. This may sound odd to some and a no brainer to others but having workout clothes that you feel comfortable in is important. Not everyone wears the same thing. I prefer compression capris and layered tank tops...but that is just me. Rock what is best for you. </div><div>Also, Sunday mornings, getting dressed in my work out gear when I get up helps get me out the door. I'm already dressed for the work out, may as well go do it!</div><div> </div><div>5) Tunes. You got to have the right tunes for you, with ear buds or headphones that you like. Seriously. Once I found the right earbuds, it changed how I listen to my tunes. I can't use the apple earbuds, they are too uncomfortable. I like the Boes earbuds. They cost a little more, but I love them. </div><div><br></div><div>6) a Mantra. Find one. Stick with it. Find a bunch of mantras. Stick with them. This one is my favourite</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6d2w4fiecE7KnvpV-SLvkLVogpLnqC7nmQqaoxSdKDp29T_LfiQ3_Y49Yc8OxSx7SzghwlZs0X46vwo8ImTilm1koSRnzXv1d0Wv2wVo9z61ewCIa4lfQI8m3L3n4Miwr8_EdiVgHQPo/s640/blogger-image-1857198702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6d2w4fiecE7KnvpV-SLvkLVogpLnqC7nmQqaoxSdKDp29T_LfiQ3_Y49Yc8OxSx7SzghwlZs0X46vwo8ImTilm1koSRnzXv1d0Wv2wVo9z61ewCIa4lfQI8m3L3n4Miwr8_EdiVgHQPo/s640/blogger-image-1857198702.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Thanks for reading and for all the encouragement and support you have given me! Have a great week!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Until next time, stay warm and keep moving!!</div><br></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-16450992105630113292016-04-24T15:31:00.001-05:002016-04-24T15:31:47.807-05:00Time for a Jog!Hi everyone! Where does the time go? Busy times are happening with this new hip! I returned to work mid February and am adjusting the days. Learning to incorporate my walks and exercises into a work day along with dinner and household things really started to kick my ass. At times I still get so fatigued I need a nap, stat. That's normal, I ad surgery. At the same time I am learning to push my limits enough to get stronger, but not too much to drain me. March proved to be quite difficult emotionally for me due to losing one of my best friends to cancer. Fucking cancer. I did get a chance to let loose over spring break with my friends in Las Vegas. That was a blast and needs to happen again! I It has definitely been a mix of tough times and triumphant times. I am not feeling like talking about the tough times right now, maybe later. For the time being let's talk about what happened last week. <div><br></div><div> This coming Friday will mark my 30 week hipaversary, which makes last week, 29 weeks....<div><br><div>Last Tuesday, I jogged for the first time in 15 years!!! Yes, you read that correctly. Jogging, running, faster than walking...... That was so freaking exciting!!! It was was scary too. I didn't want to try it at first. I'm a bit of a baby like that. So scary. I have to trust my new hardware (and my athletic therapist)! He was right there beside me, encouraging me every step of the way (and ready to hit the stop button)! Of course, at first I thought he was crazy for even suggesting it! After a brief warm up walking, I ran for 30 seconds, walked for 30 seconds...and so on for 5 minutes. In total it was only 2 1/2 minutes of running but it felt like a marathon. Felt triumphant. </div><div><br></div><div>I think the smile (and messy hair) says it all!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCiJJ6EToJTGW4U1Y4JmiAV4ZHThbGTrTYeDvviC5GJAZvANT_YYLPigSt26WXACN6vXhsHxHnXXqP8w5hd5rpydMcqvJWFtowIoiR_XrAeg1cp5oP_q-asY81NxZPM0TdwAvrRpSuLGw/s640/blogger-image-108358468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCiJJ6EToJTGW4U1Y4JmiAV4ZHThbGTrTYeDvviC5GJAZvANT_YYLPigSt26WXACN6vXhsHxHnXXqP8w5hd5rpydMcqvJWFtowIoiR_XrAeg1cp5oP_q-asY81NxZPM0TdwAvrRpSuLGw/s640/blogger-image-108358468.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div> It felt like the best thing in the world. I celebrated with high 5s all around and some tears and texts in the car. Since then, I've run 2 more times. The most recent one being this morning. Still feels good. </div></div><div><br></div><div>You know you worked hard when your hair looks like this after!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNodJAaKi6IOifuSboBaHRTN5uXbh2lQcuinFUDWbLLEvopvrvYkdm09O9R9aAUIFREmdl5L2zH9Xf_ebdRsYWvpx72lhm_v6M97MYxnyIPTYN_zTvnutmwuWPY4z2nhEor08PhQU5C0/s640/blogger-image--783362371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNodJAaKi6IOifuSboBaHRTN5uXbh2lQcuinFUDWbLLEvopvrvYkdm09O9R9aAUIFREmdl5L2zH9Xf_ebdRsYWvpx72lhm_v6M97MYxnyIPTYN_zTvnutmwuWPY4z2nhEor08PhQU5C0/s640/blogger-image--783362371.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">So that's a peek at what has been going on, getting into routines, adding new things, and keeping on!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Until next time, stay warm and keep moving!</div><br></div></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-9998684600223338612016-02-16T21:05:00.001-06:002016-02-16T21:05:59.114-06:00Back To WorkToday I returned to work. (Gross)<div><br></div><div> I dragged my butt out of bed in the wee hours of the morn, showered, did my hair AND make up, for dressed, ate my breakfast, and walked to work. I am starting back half time so I did get to leave at 11:30 but I also had to go see the mean athletic therapist this afternoon. (I joke, he isn't all that mean, he is just pushing me and add new scary things to my routine...like going back to work and hopping).<div><br></div><div>Hopping? WTF?? Yes you read that right. I get to hop on one leg and that includes my new hip leg! I have to trust my new hardware. (I told him 'I trust the hardware, it's my muscles I don't trust')... I did ok considering I haven't jumped, hopped, or skipped in YEARS!!! Forward, backward, step/hop.... So much with the hop.... I will let you know if something snaps.</div><div><br></div><div>With the waking up early, working, therapy, and new exercises I am pretty tired. I used skip the dishes to order dinner, cuddled with the cats and watched a movie tonight. (House to myself, yo!)</div><div><br></div><div>Another exciting thing? Today I registered for the Colour Me Rad 5k at the end of May.... I don't have to run it. It is a non timed fun event.... I'm so excited. I registered just because I can! Eeeeeee!</div><div><br></div><div>Until next time, keep warm and keep moving!</div></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-67125133572468721252016-02-12T21:46:00.001-06:002016-02-12T21:46:23.198-06:00I Over Did ItToday I learned 4 km on the treadmill and all the new fancy exercises the athletic therapist have me to do is most definitely too much for me to do in one day. I seem to have some swelling tonight. My toes even fell asleep (I had checked with the surgeon before and he said that was a sign of swelling inside my leg and pressing on a nerve). I also have some swelling around the scar from the incision. It's all good though. Now I know to save the long walks for non strengthening days. <div><br><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxiSW1Zq-9mvClVNymAXLFrvIMZhwMub_AGdNYRELOEwbonX4worhiicrtl2UX7aap5vkE8dbIpVl7_sA_Hyl0mwxSLJTQzoOt68eVeGUaW-qR8e_C16kqdGKtKNK1IzO8MSdgzMPLrjs/s640/blogger-image--2103887946.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxiSW1Zq-9mvClVNymAXLFrvIMZhwMub_AGdNYRELOEwbonX4worhiicrtl2UX7aap5vkE8dbIpVl7_sA_Hyl0mwxSLJTQzoOt68eVeGUaW-qR8e_C16kqdGKtKNK1IzO8MSdgzMPLrjs/s640/blogger-image--2103887946.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">What's that you ask? That is me using the leg press. How much weight is on there? 100lbs! (AT started me at 90 on Tuesday!) Legs are stronger than you think!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjafkT4J_0UbsiTwaW0VwF7skuqQtzCuU_t-0tznTklLdat-Fk3O0OCCn0ER_5OjRxzEKKh8VJoQiXq99xMq5WiaAWcbUcA9lw1NClrALWuL_U9D02x37nxzWjwBPnnIClcenGPg351tFw/s640/blogger-image-596118686.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjafkT4J_0UbsiTwaW0VwF7skuqQtzCuU_t-0tznTklLdat-Fk3O0OCCn0ER_5OjRxzEKKh8VJoQiXq99xMq5WiaAWcbUcA9lw1NClrALWuL_U9D02x37nxzWjwBPnnIClcenGPg351tFw/s640/blogger-image-596118686.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Some other strange strengthening exercise the AT made up.. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">There's more but I can't take pictures of me stepping and hopping... It looks bad enough when I'm concentrating.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">So there we have it. I now know and knowing is half the battle. (Listening to your body is he other half)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Until next time, keep moving and stay warm! </div><br></div><br></div></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-56672549500928858952016-02-11T12:18:00.001-06:002016-02-11T12:18:48.332-06:00All Of Them?Today I have a dentist appointment for my check up and cleaning. Exciting stuff.... Because there's a risk of infection with a simple cleaning (if the gums bleed or weird things happen) I have to take antibiotics. This is because if an infection occurs, it will go to my new hip and cause all sorts of issues.... This is my exchange with the pharmacist this morning:<div><br></div><div><div>Pharmacist: 'so, take all 4 pills an hour before your appointment'</div><div><br></div><div>Me: 'all of them? Is that going to cause bowel problems?' (Will it make me shit my pants?)</div><div><br></div><div>Pharmacist: 'ummmmm, it's a lot at once so take it with food. Everyone is different ....' </div><div><br></div><div>Soooo yeah.... I just ate and took all 4 of these...</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiikJ_qCCTLfS0cIxDPWpoX92MJQXEgUwZnH0dFDfCwDS2F2C8nIsuzxS1cW0gonYwMQ-SsOel0aw_DYnouzQupCOwJsf1gFfbCIHBuQb2w1i9Z6A8Rh0P4PqrQe5lq9XxHonmo4vnKJPo/s640/blogger-image-7623801.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiikJ_qCCTLfS0cIxDPWpoX92MJQXEgUwZnH0dFDfCwDS2F2C8nIsuzxS1cW0gonYwMQ-SsOel0aw_DYnouzQupCOwJsf1gFfbCIHBuQb2w1i9Z6A8Rh0P4PqrQe5lq9XxHonmo4vnKJPo/s640/blogger-image-7623801.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>My belly is already making gross rumbly noises..... </div><div><br></div><div>Stay warm and keep moving!</div><div><br></div></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-41119237581315107222016-02-09T10:53:00.001-06:002016-02-09T11:01:25.232-06:00Big ChangesI am sad to announce this is my last week of freedom.... Oh wait, that may not have come out right. Next week. I return to work! What??? That's right, apparently I'm expected to return to work.... I'm sure I will survive. <div><br></div><div>Recovery is moving along nicely. I'm able to walk 4 km, stairs are getting easier, and I am generally feeling awesome. (Except the being tired thing...I'm still sleeping lots. I'm not napping as much but last night Fitbit tells me I slept 9 hours and 41 minutes....</div><div><br><div>Yesterday' walk happened at the gym because the wind was still high after the blizzard ended. Oh, there was also extra snow sooooo.....treadmill it was!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9u7ZMwkVr7LiCljif40EFOxJHV8QaoopwgP3oayk0zRwTDjJlJXS9jbK-4bHxgjHKwdfQKIEdJwfMvxL89dk0ZzIjJJv2KT2JWwAfNd6DSnRcsG4K8nPQKa6_3aivaU33PJ8ECVWrgJE/s640/blogger-image--1221032603.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9u7ZMwkVr7LiCljif40EFOxJHV8QaoopwgP3oayk0zRwTDjJlJXS9jbK-4bHxgjHKwdfQKIEdJwfMvxL89dk0ZzIjJJv2KT2JWwAfNd6DSnRcsG4K8nPQKa6_3aivaU33PJ8ECVWrgJE/s640/blogger-image--1221032603.jpg"></a>M</div><br></div><div>Yup! That says I walked for just over 50 minutes.... 2.5 miles (x 1.6km/m) and you get 4 km. Woot woot!! </div></div><div><br></div><div>I'm back at the gym this afternoon to see my Athletic Therapist. I was told last week things would be changed up this week. New things to do and work on! Yay! Not going to lie to you here, increasing cardio is both exciting and scary.! </div><div><br></div><div>My muscles on the new hip side still gets angry and tight. I've been reminded that the reorganizing of those muscle groups wouldn't be easy but come on now! Still not at bad as pres surgery pain but it is frustrating. The front inside of my quad and the groin are the areas protesting the most. There's a couple of specific spots that ache and get all tight and knotty on a regular basis. I get some pretty purple bruises from the deep tissue massage....sooooo purty.... Well, not so purple today but still there. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjkLxhYvOlAHdBUtvmh90UQO2CRuAYjYAwXdsfavWduGAtOkNpnwZDB9Am7GaMuCF51vxMfT4xzYWnJwc0-UEmm6Tj7Vc5671RrqI8X898ZvYWQY3tRs88UbeOvtFWX7ooncBTALsVAcw/s640/blogger-image-1092428830.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjkLxhYvOlAHdBUtvmh90UQO2CRuAYjYAwXdsfavWduGAtOkNpnwZDB9Am7GaMuCF51vxMfT4xzYWnJwc0-UEmm6Tj7Vc5671RrqI8X898ZvYWQY3tRs88UbeOvtFWX7ooncBTALsVAcw/s640/blogger-image-1092428830.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You may wonder why I keep going back....the reality is this. I move better after. I do bruise easily to begin with (I'm a ginger) and the difference in how I feel after is quite incredible. I absolutely swear that my athletic therapist. All the time. Potty mouth central. The end game is so I can move better than ever and for that, I'm willing to go through the deep tissue massage.</div><br></div><div>All in all I'm feeling awesome. I think I said that already...oops. I'm going to have to work my walks and exercise in around work starting next week so I'm trying to get more organized around the house. Lucky for me it looks like I will be starting back half time then working up to full time. I still have a month or so of saved sick time to use should I need it so I'm not too worried about returning. </div><div><br></div><div>This is going to be good. Get me moving even more! </div><div><br></div><div>Until next time, stay warm and keep moving!</div><div><br></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-47210262405074470082016-01-26T13:39:00.001-06:002016-01-26T13:39:01.217-06:00Change of SceneryThis week I am staying at my sister's place two provinces away. I wanted to get in a visit before I return to work and this seemed like the perfect time. The change of scenery is nice. Literally because there are mountains here! Not like in the prairies! My sister's neighbourhood is fairly new and not only do the houses all look similar, the streets all have the same first name but different endings... Place, street, common, gate, heights, circle.... You get the idea. <div><br></div><div>I only got lost once on a walk yesterday. As a result, my walk was longer than usual. That's quite alright because I can actually do that now! Today I walked even further, just because I could. It was an awesome feeling! My hip and the surrounding muscles felt a little tired and achy, but a god achy. Definitely not the old 'holy shit that creaking hurts I have to go lie down' achy. <div><br></div><div>It's kind of funny but I feel like I climbed a mountain today. Ok, it was a hill, but still. While I was walking, I saw a hill in the distance with benches at the top, a sure sign there's a path to the top! The neighbourhoods here all have ponds and recreation areas with groomed paths around them. It is quite nice. The warm weather brings around more ice than back home but I brought my spikes with me and they are working well. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7RrXVuH3_OJF56azOqjTK-DhXYmH20wO_uz-UJpodmkrBnrJVmmbVsfYkvu_xYeQUifi7PAioNDrzJfoYIWE4a4hGzJZjtXk-K0hKj9fRG45Y8vvOy1URBSjzbLmdUcQeAP9m30FXHpg/s640/blogger-image--1713308039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7RrXVuH3_OJF56azOqjTK-DhXYmH20wO_uz-UJpodmkrBnrJVmmbVsfYkvu_xYeQUifi7PAioNDrzJfoYIWE4a4hGzJZjtXk-K0hKj9fRG45Y8vvOy1URBSjzbLmdUcQeAP9m30FXHpg/s640/blogger-image--1713308039.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Look at that hill! I got this!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8DR4vVtBA5SczRlR9nJU09n3Z2jPs_k98Yalca9UA-qZkN_JD23X6pxuQCE3XWDFsUO5RJV6VExcl7FxEoZXzbnlF9VNxWyY_vumwBn9cX_F6minqtNoGfNyB8NEVEmllP1yqyyOg_fw/s640/blogger-image-593684637.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8DR4vVtBA5SczRlR9nJU09n3Z2jPs_k98Yalca9UA-qZkN_JD23X6pxuQCE3XWDFsUO5RJV6VExcl7FxEoZXzbnlF9VNxWyY_vumwBn9cX_F6minqtNoGfNyB8NEVEmllP1yqyyOg_fw/s640/blogger-image-593684637.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Ta da! Go me!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjawNmgHqhlxaIm9KWN5ZpuTyHCq7bQ-IyOW5Wed1G70J94Yw-e1HmMrnLUmfGXUI7IF0VAYqQNbx_HeftsxpnicPdaN_kto6O2-qW2Rp9SS22CsWnvq2Fq3t_ipBvqy0-TntVMr6gz9Ls/s640/blogger-image--1109171635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjawNmgHqhlxaIm9KWN5ZpuTyHCq7bQ-IyOW5Wed1G70J94Yw-e1HmMrnLUmfGXUI7IF0VAYqQNbx_HeftsxpnicPdaN_kto6O2-qW2Rp9SS22CsWnvq2Fq3t_ipBvqy0-TntVMr6gz9Ls/s640/blogger-image--1109171635.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The view of the mountains was well worth the effort!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Of course the walk need ended with a stop at Tim Horton's for a tea....it is on the way home....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">All in all, I think this was a great walk!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifmnQeRWCHpn1g12-TkQThIlH5-e3KdMKfbE_3D9DsQBiBl7rSvg7usF4ymhl4iLqDwCSb-igSb58V66S0Dwa2BKPTJYkTM0dX7wEiLaWGM_5GTOjbeF4_y5RF4vn9YZa2963U4-T7I6s/s640/blogger-image--876231430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifmnQeRWCHpn1g12-TkQThIlH5-e3KdMKfbE_3D9DsQBiBl7rSvg7usF4ymhl4iLqDwCSb-igSb58V66S0Dwa2BKPTJYkTM0dX7wEiLaWGM_5GTOjbeF4_y5RF4vn9YZa2963U4-T7I6s/s640/blogger-image--876231430.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I definitely could not do that before the hip replacement! Of course all the stairs at my sister's place ,it's be helping my leg strength.... This house is 3 levels and there are stairs a plenty!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The rest of my time I spend helping my sister wrangle this cutie...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRUGDIRNtvR96VV1JvNtznLAr9_HPUg8zlYc6KsYteyGy-AOaB6s_-rVJuWfOgULyCa6W1VSOALNKTPqAD_uzXYOoxk82FZr_eSa3DNGYQK8hG6g3uy3MEDpLk5rDyHp3HY0Dj76-GiqA/s640/blogger-image--1801673286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRUGDIRNtvR96VV1JvNtznLAr9_HPUg8zlYc6KsYteyGy-AOaB6s_-rVJuWfOgULyCa6W1VSOALNKTPqAD_uzXYOoxk82FZr_eSa3DNGYQK8hG6g3uy3MEDpLk5rDyHp3HY0Dj76-GiqA/s640/blogger-image--1801673286.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He loves to stand on a chair in the kitchen and help. Here he is helping eat the sushi....</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA0rRdlhelcw89pGkK8l0P9nHRiC7B3qHiG12MclGN4laco-uHwIlOwzNalFGEa38i-gp9VUgUhSegXY3bX_UyQ_1pM3G_PhXlTD6tY6s3jdfBSSNRc8MMoT2bsasrCLX2KwNPv4tSZNo/s640/blogger-image-950009922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA0rRdlhelcw89pGkK8l0P9nHRiC7B3qHiG12MclGN4laco-uHwIlOwzNalFGEa38i-gp9VUgUhSegXY3bX_UyQ_1pM3G_PhXlTD6tY6s3jdfBSSNRc8MMoT2bsasrCLX2KwNPv4tSZNo/s640/blogger-image-950009922.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPeH1BPvoUpcuLwhSf3QsItv5JS5WKUj_-zksGL-tYAS3EHDBflSSgzTDQEvQPdcBhMDGmtWAEWdghyupVaz7BBkSXmEMGdzH1Nldt37RF5rAHGdMaOvYzkgjUNmKP3FEbgvfvc_BYbvM/s640/blogger-image--1708595582.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPeH1BPvoUpcuLwhSf3QsItv5JS5WKUj_-zksGL-tYAS3EHDBflSSgzTDQEvQPdcBhMDGmtWAEWdghyupVaz7BBkSXmEMGdzH1Nldt37RF5rAHGdMaOvYzkgjUNmKP3FEbgvfvc_BYbvM/s640/blogger-image--1708595582.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">He also likes to listen to music on my phone...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYoAwfKTIOukZwKKquEYXJQjfwRfvP-5FUknxs31g6r7b4pqcyNYnDKe0oztAwtw__oFLg2ylC_3Mh1st1GVTU36lYEtoq0y5SqlBAKgJYAn-ZwTD7raIJSUofIYCt-EHgK5-uBChBUQ/s640/blogger-image-847709659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYoAwfKTIOukZwKKquEYXJQjfwRfvP-5FUknxs31g6r7b4pqcyNYnDKe0oztAwtw__oFLg2ylC_3Mh1st1GVTU36lYEtoq0y5SqlBAKgJYAn-ZwTD7raIJSUofIYCt-EHgK5-uBChBUQ/s640/blogger-image-847709659.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">And get his free cookie from the bakery....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I'm still a little apprehensive about taking care of him on my own. I still fatigue quickly and i am worried about keeping up physically with him. He is a busy guy. I think I might keep him home on Thursday from day care and have a hang out day! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Until next time, stay warm and keep moving! </div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-10943517678275864942016-01-13T16:23:00.001-06:002016-01-22T22:49:17.996-06:00What's Next?Lately I've been working on doing more during the day. I get out of bed early (well, earlier than 10am... Ok, I aim for before 9....don't judge me). I get my walk in, stretch, eat, shower, clean up, invent errands to get me out of the house and try to keep going. I aim to walk at the gym on the tread mill 3 times a week to vary up my routine and work different muscles. Why they heck would I try to keep myself busy like that? <div><br></div><div>Apparently they want me to go back to work! What? Yes. It is true. I am aiming to get back to work mid February. I know that will be tiring so I'm working up my stamina. Still working on balance, strength, endurance and that but hey, I had a freaking hip replacement. </div><div> I am very fortunate to have a mediator or case worker through work who is working on a return to work plan with me and work. He is awesome. Final decisions won't be made for a couple of weeks about specific details but the guy is helping to take all the worry out of my return to work. He can arrange half time, ensure my duties are acceptable and appropriate for me in regards to my current abilities and limitations. </div><div><br></div><div>I am most definitely nervous about returning to work. I've been away since The beginning of September. I hope it isn't too exhausting. I hope I can keep up. In the mean time, I'm off to Calgary to visit my sister and little nephew for a week! Let's hope the 2 year old doesn't tire me out!!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuP8KNdFA7J-9FFl3T9aKAFYTlsAMkgDzzWiyrLFS8T5Cxinmi9IB7GWr1hkSaRubLGzuLDK6AH0ipNFh8DpPWo_6pfICd4DI239KykEqZYPHeByNWX1r_PD9hQL2mjvyY-7MlTa-_NnY/s640/blogger-image--23884263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuP8KNdFA7J-9FFl3T9aKAFYTlsAMkgDzzWiyrLFS8T5Cxinmi9IB7GWr1hkSaRubLGzuLDK6AH0ipNFh8DpPWo_6pfICd4DI239KykEqZYPHeByNWX1r_PD9hQL2mjvyY-7MlTa-_NnY/s640/blogger-image--23884263.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I will bring my cane just so he has something to play with!</div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Until next time, stay warm and keep moving!</div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-63340947280741178372016-01-08T10:55:00.001-06:002016-01-08T10:56:20.866-06:00Brrrrrrrr Cold RewardsSometimes, when you brave the cold weather, you get rewarded with sun dogs!<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJuWcpbFP14ayyyNF7wQPq_lq8WAz19tU8q0TnW4V4eRWGl3_LJjEARkFfqbY6DbGRlfpZPb-SPzCvRdpZYCU4CBuLVesuRSsDIUY9PAQwRj23Q8rRkJzifbRZcvfATaCWIe52dT6_zrs/s640/blogger-image--1331873902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJuWcpbFP14ayyyNF7wQPq_lq8WAz19tU8q0TnW4V4eRWGl3_LJjEARkFfqbY6DbGRlfpZPb-SPzCvRdpZYCU4CBuLVesuRSsDIUY9PAQwRj23Q8rRkJzifbRZcvfATaCWIe52dT6_zrs/s640/blogger-image--1331873902.jpg"></a></div> Cute little rainbows on either side of true sun! </div><div><br></div><div>Ice crystals are perfect for sun dogs!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7WdFxXlXWU7ZNreqUaEyJtP5gZBJwE-_ivoIWpnYcEB-955qQ0Phl6KUD028oM_u61S2JB2HVEx_Wp3bq5DN6bY91PVvOe4HDTGR9vmC5DnZd-Sbmhyil3bs51pttYTh5SO6U0jhBlEk/s640/blogger-image--13485862.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7WdFxXlXWU7ZNreqUaEyJtP5gZBJwE-_ivoIWpnYcEB-955qQ0Phl6KUD028oM_u61S2JB2HVEx_Wp3bq5DN6bY91PVvOe4HDTGR9vmC5DnZd-Sbmhyil3bs51pttYTh5SO6U0jhBlEk/s640/blogger-image--13485862.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>You also get rewarded with frostiness!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLuITrxV4RmVSC7NHB7ZTzdWHf8sbGUxCQlu49wmgi7kl6I2u8vt92xaVlGJF5tGARjE4PUJHoTaM1EPkWbxxIREFLeWQhFrn5cRlVoA8awk9jqR19UkJ7X494tYzGJLaliWO_PPJ_tew/s640/blogger-image--902346164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLuITrxV4RmVSC7NHB7ZTzdWHf8sbGUxCQlu49wmgi7kl6I2u8vt92xaVlGJF5tGARjE4PUJHoTaM1EPkWbxxIREFLeWQhFrn5cRlVoA8awk9jqR19UkJ7X494tYzGJLaliWO_PPJ_tew/s640/blogger-image--902346164.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Even on your eyelashes!!!</div><div><br></div><div>Wear enough layers and you hardly feel it. Move enough and you even break a sweat!!</div><div><br></div><div>Stay warm and keep moving!</div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-25680437571722421502016-01-06T19:35:00.001-06:002016-01-06T19:44:04.676-06:00Everyone Needs a BoostYesterday I got one of the biggest compliments ever. I was making the treadmill my bitch, I mean walking on the treadmill, and my athletic therapist comes over to check in and introduce me to the student AT working with him. He says "I know you can't tell from looking at her now, but Lori has just had a hip replacement." She looked impressed!! Yup. That happened!!<div><br><div>This is week 14 since new hip day and I somehow really needed to hear someone say that. My leg muscles had been feeling tight and not stretching well. I was feeling down a bit about still using a cane and still not being able to do a leg lift with that new hip... Blah, blah, blah....pity party ensued...</div><div><br></div><div>You know what? It has only been 14 freaking weeks! Time to check my unrealistic expectations at the door and look at the facts and the accomplishments!</div><div><br></div><div>1) I have a new hip. That means a surgeon has cut through my muscles, sawed out a piece of my bone, hammered in a titanium replacement, drilled into other bone to make an acetabulum, lined it, used 2 giagantic screws to hold it in place and sewed and stapled me back together. I think it is just fine to be where I am right now. There will be days the muscles are angry and feel weird. There will be days I want to be able to do more and not get tired doing. Calm down! It will get better. (Turns out walking in the softer snowy surfaces causes shorter stride lengths which most likely contributed to the tightness I was feeling. I will have to get on the treadmill a little more often to keep my stride length longer) </div><div><br></div><div>2) I am able to walk over 2 km every day, and I do! Just. Because. I. Can. Sure, I'm using a cane outside or the rails on the treadmill, but I can walk! Today I posted my fastest km in ages while walking outside! The second split time is 12:55!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU-0auyYUfjZ53hyphenhyphenpdkJbxfqqUrgMyjiPFmRfY5sZTPYfrj_W8CTBEUGA7-KtthBMcjItJtGIWHP_yMlKfGyzXHJxcFZHw7emVtq9b6y6px3lFIZcLhs8OuZCnGRkg-YNQhOS75iDfQuE/s640/blogger-image-985731580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU-0auyYUfjZ53hyphenhyphenpdkJbxfqqUrgMyjiPFmRfY5sZTPYfrj_W8CTBEUGA7-KtthBMcjItJtGIWHP_yMlKfGyzXHJxcFZHw7emVtq9b6y6px3lFIZcLhs8OuZCnGRkg-YNQhOS75iDfQuE/s640/blogger-image-985731580.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>3) I can stretch and move in ways I haven't been able to for years and it feels awesome. Seriously. To get a hamstring stretch, or bring my knee up to my chest (getting closer)..... AMAZING! Yesterday, I put a sock on my left foot, without help or using the sock aid! WHAT? (Before the sock aide, I would have gone sockless if Hubby or the Boy weren't home....)</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Look what I can do!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPw9sL1baF31Xmp0LEEvI071_Frb1c_aRatKWtdPIfGG58PBtYNPYGXmrB8pNx3mfEBBqLcnPCZ-q5CAgstMXcCXHhIhlk_nw3GtZnaKQQeo4crPVaU2VizuH9v05CSLmo8N7FUGYXk1c/s640/blogger-image-41045273.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPw9sL1baF31Xmp0LEEvI071_Frb1c_aRatKWtdPIfGG58PBtYNPYGXmrB8pNx3mfEBBqLcnPCZ-q5CAgstMXcCXHhIhlk_nw3GtZnaKQQeo4crPVaU2VizuH9v05CSLmo8N7FUGYXk1c/s640/blogger-image-41045273.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>4) I still sleep lots. Lots. Fit bit told me I slept 9 hours and 41 minutes last night.... I still nap too... But hey, recovery! Sleep means healing....or so I'm told.</div><div><br></div><div>5) I am trying to get back into the kitchen more. Today I made soup! It was a tasty chicken and wild rice soup.... So good. </div><div><br></div><div>6) I have some of the nerdiest drinks around, thanks to some AT AT ice cubes!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV-dVhzBKiDjGNUEBo8yLXWZxO4QwtQm7gSK9D8ObI7WlMQ5dxn0itHGDscEuTYV7uFCcf18NviPZ3TVyadDzeMo8rznP748-1pY0c9jRb3wpE89Sk_C0xzPNxH6JEzF2DvLt75_EyFwY/s640/blogger-image--1120784308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV-dVhzBKiDjGNUEBo8yLXWZxO4QwtQm7gSK9D8ObI7WlMQ5dxn0itHGDscEuTYV7uFCcf18NviPZ3TVyadDzeMo8rznP748-1pY0c9jRb3wpE89Sk_C0xzPNxH6JEzF2DvLt75_EyFwY/s640/blogger-image--1120784308.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Feeling pretty good today! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPdZ6ykLWH3tdynAdROnI1hpLjCJTzH-CAmrE5mcW81o3QpHMd9YPVKRmTKg1off3m_lzMgaldteAOPpBJwcoRTN0WLywi0Sz3OQS3fepLKguJCbgTqh6aFQtuJf9ekZMRm7Q_qOF5mUk/s640/blogger-image--1997609530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPdZ6ykLWH3tdynAdROnI1hpLjCJTzH-CAmrE5mcW81o3QpHMd9YPVKRmTKg1off3m_lzMgaldteAOPpBJwcoRTN0WLywi0Sz3OQS3fepLKguJCbgTqh6aFQtuJf9ekZMRm7Q_qOF5mUk/s640/blogger-image--1997609530.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Sometimes we need to be reminded how amazing we are!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Until next time, stay warm and keep moving!</div><br></div></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-79015046165085079002015-12-24T22:20:00.001-06:002015-12-28T15:04:07.653-06:00Merry Hipmas and a Hippy New Year!I do believe the snow is here to stay! In the last week Mother Nature has more than made up for the lack of snow. I am forever grateful for the extended nice weather so I could walk outside as long as I did. The last few days have got me using the treadmill at the gym. I do find the treadmill extremely boring but I can walk pretty darn fast (for me) on that thing. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEgE8tzl2hUbR0Bs0dDjtMU2QUlfppn4UU2j0ULAOu8ie3BrfuhgpuZvj9sMgDab3VVl0xVwal1A-3Ljo1ltHpamPa00ma9VIyGvkFgsnjh5NNWcKMhdKHu8NRK-S23kR_XyvGtQCoJ0/s640/blogger-image--55581498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEgE8tzl2hUbR0Bs0dDjtMU2QUlfppn4UU2j0ULAOu8ie3BrfuhgpuZvj9sMgDab3VVl0xVwal1A-3Ljo1ltHpamPa00ma9VIyGvkFgsnjh5NNWcKMhdKHu8NRK-S23kR_XyvGtQCoJ0/s640/blogger-image--55581498.jpg"></a></div><br><div>While our sidewalk clearing has been pretty darn fast, there's now a layer of icey snow and mushy snow. Your foot never seems to find traction. Oh well, I will keep on moving whether it is inside or outside. </div><div><br></div><div>Today's walk was cold but my fastest kilometre outdoors in ages! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNhcCFO47mGDWtTo6U8CABlqdNBs9ypoFbQIAChi9PIGXhsjp-KEyE_so6wM851REpW2bFnkx1YUN3PeVojXfcuMiMOTL22G2KXiDw9fLh-1kLSZNz8iOce5gjfLUiocBtR5t2c5x-n_Y/s640/blogger-image--654807870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNhcCFO47mGDWtTo6U8CABlqdNBs9ypoFbQIAChi9PIGXhsjp-KEyE_so6wM851REpW2bFnkx1YUN3PeVojXfcuMiMOTL22G2KXiDw9fLh-1kLSZNz8iOce5gjfLUiocBtR5t2c5x-n_Y/s640/blogger-image--654807870.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We had a low key, quiet Christms here in the Little Kitchen. Christmas Eve was board games and movies. It was quite fun. Holiday Fluxx was awesome! Christmas Day, the 3 of us ventured out to the movie theatre to see my long lost love, Star Wars. We awakened the force! I am a Star Wars geek and have been forever. This was awesome. I am a traditionalist with my Star Wars and do not speak of the 3 movies that shall not be named. Ever. Except there. That was it. It was an awesome movie that has returned to the proper roots of The Star Wars story telling genre. Loved it. </div><div><br></div><div>Only true Star Wars fans have this measuring cup set waiting under the tree for them!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0rezUT468PfZUxJa3ucTvQe5LztDvmY7V0tn_VEL_8LH8h4XJTHtI6OjXw9cj_fYRqUHqVM0oc2f-SVhI5uSsTnRR_VCMuTILa1T0twXO16ildyDvTk_dg2j29Ywgn7eQSAKG_B88chw/s640/blogger-image--1705856563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0rezUT468PfZUxJa3ucTvQe5LztDvmY7V0tn_VEL_8LH8h4XJTHtI6OjXw9cj_fYRqUHqVM0oc2f-SVhI5uSsTnRR_VCMuTILa1T0twXO16ildyDvTk_dg2j29Ywgn7eQSAKG_B88chw/s640/blogger-image--1705856563.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>In the mean time, stay warm and keep moving!</div></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-35407795100876096622015-12-03T08:32:00.001-06:002015-12-03T08:32:48.704-06:00Up NextThis morning I'm with my dad at a hospital. No need to panic, he's having his pre admission clinic because he is having his hip replacement next week! We like to stick together with our joint replacements! Lucky for us (him) in done with all sorts of things like the walker, the crutches, the grab bars, the seat raisers...he can have it all!!! <div><br></div><div>I haven't been up this early in ages!! I just might fall asleep at the athletic therapist this afternoon.... Who am I kidding, he would NEVER let that happen! </div><div><br></div><div>Stay warm and keep moving! </div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-10992401957593117972015-12-02T11:18:00.001-06:002015-12-02T11:18:03.817-06:00TiredMe thinks I overdid it yesterday. I was in bed before 10pm and am finally getting up at 11:15. They warned me there would be days I just slept and rested. Wow! <div>I'm going to take my time getting ready for my walk too. The middles school by my house just let the kids out for lunch.... I shall have some breakfast first. </div><div><br></div><div>Good thing I have nothing else planned for today!</div><div><br></div><div>Stay warm and keep moving (or sleeping). </div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-54638473483574472152015-11-29T14:02:00.001-06:002016-01-23T00:07:37.022-06:00Just Keep Moving.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>Woot woot! Feeling good today! 2 km walk, all in one go, with only a quick stop to get a tea at Tim's! Also, the first km was a post surgery speed record! <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP2DjzQe3cKewx9MwwDXWPJnheYE6UbUWo4DGcvCkPkzln2TSnssj5Q7sbUOK7y9Lc4zMRz5ewvtGquEujZqlSJXzcELWBRp7x2vFiNeC4XNflPv7v99XJojifALudQeSKHhwjcKoevFA/s640/blogger-image--651910474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP2DjzQe3cKewx9MwwDXWPJnheYE6UbUWo4DGcvCkPkzln2TSnssj5Q7sbUOK7y9Lc4zMRz5ewvtGquEujZqlSJXzcELWBRp7x2vFiNeC4XNflPv7v99XJojifALudQeSKHhwjcKoevFA/s640/blogger-image--651910474.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Also, I've been able to get the yoga mat out and get some stretching done on the floor! Man the hammies like to protest on that left side!! I even managed some downward facing dog to stretch he backs of legs and shoulders!! Felt good. I found lefty stays in the correct position and I can get a good stretch his way. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Rewarded myself with a nice long soak too! It is a gorgeous day out! (I can even get more stretches done in the hot tub! )</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP-O14Fd2FE89msxYS5AcF8qE9uX-npPWx9DbtPCll-ITnn5XvwuZsP9DsWRNHuPQimrF4ogqSFv8TWIqEljAHy_lL1ItTi7mK_jrqnSqriDJEWhb7hYh6eo3Z5OLjnxWnD6WGmUt8T1k/s640/blogger-image-2113719812.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP-O14Fd2FE89msxYS5AcF8qE9uX-npPWx9DbtPCll-ITnn5XvwuZsP9DsWRNHuPQimrF4ogqSFv8TWIqEljAHy_lL1ItTi7mK_jrqnSqriDJEWhb7hYh6eo3Z5OLjnxWnD6WGmUt8T1k/s640/blogger-image-2113719812.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I hope everyone is enjoying the weather! Stay warm and keep moving!</div></div><div>One more thing, this week's walk report! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQqGum149wd6o_cab8RDfespb3cGXBb6q5Xk-Sh50teEpqRuC6JfCVa9iGs6bu59RnaX17aqG3zpgY4ZHHCjucSpDCeuf4I3fIJ3gg7erdvebjklU4f_UWTnRsJ6gkOayKM5vfeiauMx4/s640/blogger-image-1109778796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQqGum149wd6o_cab8RDfespb3cGXBb6q5Xk-Sh50teEpqRuC6JfCVa9iGs6bu59RnaX17aqG3zpgY4ZHHCjucSpDCeuf4I3fIJ3gg7erdvebjklU4f_UWTnRsJ6gkOayKM5vfeiauMx4/s640/blogger-image-1109778796.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-55214480479142081332015-11-27T12:53:00.001-06:002015-11-27T12:53:48.578-06:00Progress!Yesterday felt like a banner day at my athletic therapy appointment for many reasons. I left feeling on top of the world.<div><br></div><div>1). I was able to walk up the stairs to the second floor using opposite legs, I did not single leg up the stairs. It felt good. Soooooo good. </div><div><br></div><div>2). <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">the bike ride was smooth and it took less time to work out the kinks. I got a good sweat going and I forgot to check the tension so it was a pretty good leg workout.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheu5GGlWD3Cu5JdXdbev1LtvimbLGR4x52BNTXRCkbcmTz7mnT9KS2E3_x6AKz_UFX28BcY6DlVJd-ehQSVpo4xkTRyZfZjTpDb46foloFxDm5V0IBxcFm1cVFyckIW-TYOXrjiaEuSRA/s640/blogger-image--802218976.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheu5GGlWD3Cu5JdXdbev1LtvimbLGR4x52BNTXRCkbcmTz7mnT9KS2E3_x6AKz_UFX28BcY6DlVJd-ehQSVpo4xkTRyZfZjTpDb46foloFxDm5V0IBxcFm1cVFyckIW-TYOXrjiaEuSRA/s640/blogger-image--802218976.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">3) While the deep tissue massage portion was ouchie, and I do swear at and may even have threatened to pinch him back, he gets the knots out and gets that leg mobilized. Let me clarify the pinching part, apparently it is part of the work on the scar tissue.... He is breaking up the scar tissue from the giant incision made to replace my parts. Small price to pay to get someone to touch your butt....I mean glutes.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">4) The stretching (with lots of help and pushing by my therapist) went well. We did a stretch we haven't done in ages and he even added a new one. To be honest, I accused him of making it up because I was pretty sure a body shouldn't be stretched or moved like that. He pushes me and I need it because I punk out. I actually said 'ease up' on one stretch and he said 'meh, it's titanium now. You're good.' He was right. There's no pain in the hip, we are just stretching muscles that aren't used to being stretched. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">5). This is a new thing for lefty!</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHb44dyRPgSNxyn0STTRExiSwMI4is5Uhqw7HHRdY7TEj_OryE7zji_IQnlM1vXm4q7clendS9pssE6-EOgWEUUxpFLDLKEz04Mu2y8U9NVQeinzKMiuW9hH5IOUsNWmnAClcaXnpSJXs/s640/blogger-image--493926129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHb44dyRPgSNxyn0STTRExiSwMI4is5Uhqw7HHRdY7TEj_OryE7zji_IQnlM1vXm4q7clendS9pssE6-EOgWEUUxpFLDLKEz04Mu2y8U9NVQeinzKMiuW9hH5IOUsNWmnAClcaXnpSJXs/s640/blogger-image--493926129.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><br></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">6). Deepest wall ball squats ever. Athletic therapist came to check on me in the gym and told me to go further to the floor. I verbally protested in the most polite way possible (😜) but did it. Holy shit did I ever surprise myself. I swear I thought I would end up on the floor and get stuck.... I was gently reminded that I could just roll over and get up if that happened. See? He gives me the push I need. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><div>7). I <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">used the treadmill for the first time since before surgery and it felt awesome. I figured that since I generally walk for a good half hour each day, and it was chilly, I may as well use the treadmill too. I can work on a longer stride and just focus on walking. </span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">8). It was a hot tub day! I rewarded myself with a good old Canadian style hot tub soak! Canadian style?</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">A swim suit and a toque on a snow covered day!</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCjLW4LpazsniAE1x4Lhg3ZfkAYXv0gRNvYAQ3iYWXpeINm1f3DWVQ5TbTwYQZfvSei0Zr97gH87IjF504XzhqIihhRxpW_ZxPiPbXLNcj_OnOC_cQfAiHu7czFMDjNm3lz9iajD9jN0/s640/blogger-image--1101194615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCjLW4LpazsniAE1x4Lhg3ZfkAYXv0gRNvYAQ3iYWXpeINm1f3DWVQ5TbTwYQZfvSei0Zr97gH87IjF504XzhqIihhRxpW_ZxPiPbXLNcj_OnOC_cQfAiHu7czFMDjNm3lz9iajD9jN0/s640/blogger-image--1101194615.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Stay warm and keep moving! </div><br></span></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-76319697650328444212015-11-24T20:50:00.001-06:002016-01-23T00:03:30.670-06:00New X Ray Day!This morning was my follow up appointment with the surgeon. I am happy to report things are coming along just fine! The prosthetic is fusing properly with the bone and is working just the way it was meant to!<div><br></div><div>Woot woot!</div><div><br></div><div>Of course I have my x rays to show you! What kind of hip replacement blogger would I be if I didn't have x rays to show off?</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM_0CkenCA-PzygG97GeCoPEhZOFn3IEb09Rw8uZsiqf21kzqGFilKYyf8zu7Yj0DjRPuY5fyG2n3PfVt1gszB_Ev6eepJxwgwpJ0kmLflsiCOpAQDVvU5xB2F_6aXJTrQ4IpFRQGYu8A/s640/blogger-image--212709733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM_0CkenCA-PzygG97GeCoPEhZOFn3IEb09Rw8uZsiqf21kzqGFilKYyf8zu7Yj0DjRPuY5fyG2n3PfVt1gszB_Ev6eepJxwgwpJ0kmLflsiCOpAQDVvU5xB2F_6aXJTrQ4IpFRQGYu8A/s640/blogger-image--212709733.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">TA da! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcRaVCPRSMdrE16oVf2n6AwEVTyMiXuS2pNg2Wb8pHIKWNIp9H4PuCSXydXgyzUgbUt-wCIMXb9fWMvcdivO4j9K4iLKpo2RGFjcXbC0hsIrewR7cDG1eAVNwlSYwy_y3Q-6fzAlHqBjk/s640/blogger-image-167984024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcRaVCPRSMdrE16oVf2n6AwEVTyMiXuS2pNg2Wb8pHIKWNIp9H4PuCSXydXgyzUgbUt-wCIMXb9fWMvcdivO4j9K4iLKpo2RGFjcXbC0hsIrewR7cDG1eAVNwlSYwy_y3Q-6fzAlHqBjk/s640/blogger-image-167984024.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Dr Surgeon did remind me that I will continue to have some frustrating times during rehab. He remembered how bad my hip was before he got at it and knew I had severe mobility issues. He even pulled up my old x Ray and said 'that was bad!'.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This one..... Is no more!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcCBbwcxD6t6suE9z9qo2cDqTMpQGHlVLEdZIahOzY04JEQT5jBSJiW_305Kux4C0tQ1y4JvkY_RbwdrEFGDP8EjpsLvxHalY8NQkZNyHajyk9WJ7on8Fpu4DBVapIq1swbO5Non0-xDI/s640/blogger-image-177682766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcCBbwcxD6t6suE9z9qo2cDqTMpQGHlVLEdZIahOzY04JEQT5jBSJiW_305Kux4C0tQ1y4JvkY_RbwdrEFGDP8EjpsLvxHalY8NQkZNyHajyk9WJ7on8Fpu4DBVapIq1swbO5Non0-xDI/s640/blogger-image-177682766.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I am walking better than I have I years, still with a cane, but that is temporary. The surgeon was right, I do have lots of work ahead of me. There are days muscles on that left leg yell at me. They complain about the 'new work' and 'new movements' now available to them. Lefty is finally moving as she was meant to, she just protests every now and then. It will take time for my muscles to change and get used things. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This is how my left leg was before surgery.... Off to the side!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZXn7SkDYY9D_0ntw22APKWoErZQyCW_Ays6pdq4H7IhUKZ2hIL81MQyLNBPj6qT3NDM61bZddSYhq4ZZhZ8PnEMX-aAnWNiUxahXiIkLZ4TdmmEUkfvOjLKrqIlXfbJcxlCmlE3Eaf0/s640/blogger-image-434341121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZXn7SkDYY9D_0ntw22APKWoErZQyCW_Ays6pdq4H7IhUKZ2hIL81MQyLNBPj6qT3NDM61bZddSYhq4ZZhZ8PnEMX-aAnWNiUxahXiIkLZ4TdmmEUkfvOjLKrqIlXfbJcxlCmlE3Eaf0/s640/blogger-image-434341121.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Here's my leg 6 weeks post surgery.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizG2DE-PM21-gNTBbcSwIbOVwrGTH8f6SktCv7_8ml0QuuyhOSXfTVdOxt9xraIlH-jENdF_kNW_3JghyphenhyphenkycHCoVkBhWobMHeXUoX_mfR0RhV5Th48Myzudp5pzF-IkgPFzQKbvN7Gf_k/s640/blogger-image-323966411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizG2DE-PM21-gNTBbcSwIbOVwrGTH8f6SktCv7_8ml0QuuyhOSXfTVdOxt9xraIlH-jENdF_kNW_3JghyphenhyphenkycHCoVkBhWobMHeXUoX_mfR0RhV5Th48Myzudp5pzF-IkgPFzQKbvN7Gf_k/s640/blogger-image-323966411.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">What. A. Difference. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlsglXFBNhGWcG55rWz3HwLot6mNJFY_S3IP-xUcy-gPOo_9W5DIcFzbyqfcvx1K1M7hwY_X4484p2HXtNbhkY4IvwODj_0eeMEA_UTua2AsmqirxmCkIrQnfB80SBRRMz6R7qNczaOmw/s640/blogger-image-1328812173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlsglXFBNhGWcG55rWz3HwLot6mNJFY_S3IP-xUcy-gPOo_9W5DIcFzbyqfcvx1K1M7hwY_X4484p2HXtNbhkY4IvwODj_0eeMEA_UTua2AsmqirxmCkIrQnfB80SBRRMz6R7qNczaOmw/s640/blogger-image-1328812173.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Knees pointing forward! To me these are huge changes! I am feeling muscles stretch that haven't stretched in years! Yay me!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Walking, as I mentioned, is going well. I make it to the Tim Horton's and back with my tea in the mornings. This works because the sidewalk on Main Street has been cleared of snow so I can easily walk. I wish my neighbours would shovel the city sidewalk in front of their houses so I could venture out after it snows. (Most Canadian said I've said lately!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7oDnh8Al0IEPvbBeISr0EMU_fliXVWJQ-eDdPPNmGMylaj9b6rc_ZUBV0ydz1JxAkCjBPa38W0yfXLCmJd5kxGr74qTSDfqYc6iUAQz57rrBodDRMA7SZssq25_wEGOSYg2h78MI6pXs/s640/blogger-image-1983379388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7oDnh8Al0IEPvbBeISr0EMU_fliXVWJQ-eDdPPNmGMylaj9b6rc_ZUBV0ydz1JxAkCjBPa38W0yfXLCmJd5kxGr74qTSDfqYc6iUAQz57rrBodDRMA7SZssq25_wEGOSYg2h78MI6pXs/s640/blogger-image-1983379388.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMNfopzPgantJUIYJFVhz-ptd_ujpTNQ_rLWS6xC78X4Al5iOOZhX8BxmpxtbODKm66mNNmD9hQ8WyLd-X05UDlUIOml9ptGwlT3lOYgVrsTTRBxBLy9FpwsY45utnd2-uuLbx5YZAwGU/s640/blogger-image--1111528607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMNfopzPgantJUIYJFVhz-ptd_ujpTNQ_rLWS6xC78X4Al5iOOZhX8BxmpxtbODKm66mNNmD9hQ8WyLd-X05UDlUIOml9ptGwlT3lOYgVrsTTRBxBLy9FpwsY45utnd2-uuLbx5YZAwGU/s640/blogger-image--1111528607.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Woot woot! Keep warm and keep on moving!</div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div></div><br></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-58048960243223714802015-11-08T16:12:00.001-06:002016-01-23T00:00:56.192-06:00Pat On The Back!Pardon me while I brag for a minute. <div><br></div><div>It dawned on me that I should be using the Map my Walk app again to keep track of what I'm doing. All my psychology training tells me that seeing your progress on a chart or some other visual form is rewarding enough to keep going. Since I started using the app this week, this is what I've done:<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijDShx2sm96ndulGtYZ_Qayty-GMvstxGc62VaUOFQCvee-aPaaoZdOnTnOTHVyPyXHpxk3SqcnhLDoWnRhhECNDDnVnVyHUW4VUONCqVfUbfFkZfxXqLRIp12fP3hesT2Tt3m20IEnZ0/s640/blogger-image-1318185966.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijDShx2sm96ndulGtYZ_Qayty-GMvstxGc62VaUOFQCvee-aPaaoZdOnTnOTHVyPyXHpxk3SqcnhLDoWnRhhECNDDnVnVyHUW4VUONCqVfUbfFkZfxXqLRIp12fP3hesT2Tt3m20IEnZ0/s640/blogger-image-1318185966.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Not too shabby at all. 5 weeks post total hip replacement, with crutches. Mind you, my pace is slow but the point is, I'm able to actually do this. No pain in my hip. Not even in the rain! I will slow down a bit more when I fully transition to the cane, but again, I will still be moving and I will keep going! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I even braved a couple of craft sales with an awesome friend and had a great lunch outing with her today! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Woot woot! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Bragging is done, thanks for bearing with me!</div><br></div></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-86294344924184951172015-11-02T09:05:00.001-06:002016-01-23T00:00:12.230-06:00Two Steps Forward, One Step BackBeing sick sucks at the best of times but it sucks even more when you are recovering from major surgery. Your body is already working hard to repair itself but wait, let's throw in a cold virus too! Don't get me wrong, I love to nap, but I also want to get out and get my walks in and keep this hip moving! <div>Here's the biggest problem when sickness strikes post hip replacement.... If it morphs into an infection of any kind, it can also infect your prosthetic hip. Infections can travel via the blood stream and since my hip is healing, extra blood is circulating there, the infection can actually collect around the prosthetic and infect the bone that is supporting it.... Holy. Shit. </div><div><br></div><div>Two Fridays ago. I woke up with a cold. I was so paranoid, I called the doctor, and went to have it checked out. He was so good about not making feel stupid for calling him over a cold. He checked me out and sent me on my way with the knowledge that he was on call that weekend should things get worse. </div><div><br></div><div>Last Friday I woke up and could not hear out of my right ear. There was also intense pressure and pain in the right ear. Soooooo, I definitely called the doctor again and this time, he said my ear was gross and full of puss.... Yuck! </div><div><br></div><div>I have been on antibiotics ever since. The most ginormous pills. Ever. That's my one step back. </div><div><br></div><div>I have also been napping more and whining about my ear....the boys love that.... My only issue now is my paranoia about the hip and infection. Every time I feel a twinge of pain (just regular post surgical stuff) I panic....</div><div><br></div><div>Now for my 2 steps forward: On the awesome side of things, I have been walking 1 km, 2 times day! Still using the crutches on those long walks, a choice supported by the Athletic therapist! Especially since it has been raining making everything wet and slick. Around the house I use the cane or I just hobble! </div><div><br></div><div>Today's session at athletic therapy felt good. Really good. I squirm lots, and complain about the massage, but have you ever has scar tissue worked on? Scar tissue needs to be broken down and it hurts. I also worry about moving my new hip too much but seriously, some of these muscles haven't moved that way in years! A proper hamstring stretch where my leg actually goes the way it is supposed to is huge! I still get suprised when I see my left leg doing what it was meant to.... I think my athletic therapist gets a kick out of that. I know I do!</div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-64935521943353018832015-10-29T10:44:00.001-05:002015-10-29T16:43:30.958-05:00Moving Right Along<div><br></div>The ability of the human body to heal itself never ceases to amaze me. <div><br></div><div>Here I am, 4 weeks post total hip replacement and I am walking around the block (with crutches). Hubby tells me I am walking faster at this point than I was 4 weeks pre surgery! Athletic therapist says he is transitioning me to a cane next week! Woot woot! </div><div><br></div><div>There are still a whole whack of things I am working on and I am doing my best to keep the little frustrations at bay. Hubby is so good at calming me down, so is the AT, I know that each person is different and their recovery will be unique. I need reminders that my situation pre surgery does indeed affect my recovery. I wasn't even able to lift my leg up pre surgery from a lying down position before, so why would I suddenly be able to do that now? The surgeon cut through all of muscles on that side of my hip, so of course I'm going to have trouble with moving for a while.... Baby steps!</div><div><br><div>I will be able to switch to my cane shortly, but I don't want to fall and cause any issues at all. I am doing my exercises, going for walks, and attending my athletic therapy. Last week I rode a recumbent stationary bike for the first time in years! This week, I was able to pedal twice as fast as last week, and for 20 minutes!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq7iM2unAD6tI5xkoWE9SEU0gXRQ4lQycIYJlZE7xWVYCSSJAU7qU6D2AcxyoTKYsjOLhfYgYuiT1yBoFFpQO4ng3kY3kIOoKxpHWlp9LrHKBx_3tu4wCqT8NqhX4Lx0J6BoGEpCCEe4w/s640/blogger-image-63316519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq7iM2unAD6tI5xkoWE9SEU0gXRQ4lQycIYJlZE7xWVYCSSJAU7qU6D2AcxyoTKYsjOLhfYgYuiT1yBoFFpQO4ng3kY3kIOoKxpHWlp9LrHKBx_3tu4wCqT8NqhX4Lx0J6BoGEpCCEe4w/s640/blogger-image-63316519.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Here I am getting out the other day to scrunch some leaves!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggnB9DZdoJiNdI6rLA0Xl22h0gy9Hipx_jhDi1twHFHquDvMTljrz0DotYfbdSIfO00IW2QgqlkIVjT6LbIdMeXxmxblEB8Wg6_31UPCTsq_QjPdwO9jgRCpuyMSX0BFYfvO31pxB7glY/s640/blogger-image--1272432046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggnB9DZdoJiNdI6rLA0Xl22h0gy9Hipx_jhDi1twHFHquDvMTljrz0DotYfbdSIfO00IW2QgqlkIVjT6LbIdMeXxmxblEB8Wg6_31UPCTsq_QjPdwO9jgRCpuyMSX0BFYfvO31pxB7glY/s640/blogger-image--1272432046.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>So much excitement is happening. </div><div><br></div><div>The Boys are cooking fabulous meals to keep me nourished! Turns out, they are awesome cooks!</div><div><br></div><div>The staples came out and my scar looked soooooo ugly. It was gross. I even asked the nurse if he would take a picture of the staples for me..... </div><div><br></div><div>This week, it looks skin is healing. The muscles are healing. I am moving and the only pain I feel is surgical healing type of pain.</div><div><br></div><div>So. Much. Good. </div></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-21521334001963810472015-10-16T08:44:00.001-05:002016-01-22T23:56:37.795-06:00This Shit Is Fixed!Fixed and recovery is in progress! Sorry I haven't update you lovelies sooner. I have been sleeping. Lots. Like, so much. Everyday I say "I really need to do a blog post" but then my peeps get here to look after me, make sure that I eat, take my pills, rest up, and don't do anything stupid, which is difficult considering I am on some pretty good narcotics! I even have a sample of my texting prowess while under the influence...<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzF5-WdoNBVUyyFgGlR8YwHVoC63oV43lanTvTc9SnOz4eJwoWqLgYftKGCcRR_Qh_HQQYQ5T1bJBGp5YpxqGUd-0t141Z-zgKcjagn6Cxv5WwZKKm5FO7_1QbOwM8S2e_rTIVCnhdWL4/s640/blogger-image-1105611868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzF5-WdoNBVUyyFgGlR8YwHVoC63oV43lanTvTc9SnOz4eJwoWqLgYftKGCcRR_Qh_HQQYQ5T1bJBGp5YpxqGUd-0t141Z-zgKcjagn6Cxv5WwZKKm5FO7_1QbOwM8S2e_rTIVCnhdWL4/s640/blogger-image-1105611868.jpg"></a></div>Yup! Hubby saved this one and posted it on Facebook! Soooo funny. <br><div><div><br></div><div>Surgery went well. Really well. Both feet now face forward! Woot woot! I seriously thought people were lying to me when they said I would wake up from surgery and there would be no hip pain. Well, they were right. The only pain that gets in the way of anything is surgical pain and even that's been kept to a minimum with proper medications and rest. Doctors are well aware that excessive pain will hinder recovery so they try to avoid as much pain as possible. I like these guys!</div><div><br></div><div>I really want to write a longer post that bores you with the whole story of surgery day and my hospital stay, but I really wanted to give you a quick up date. Let's see where Where this takes us.</div><div><br></div><div>I am currently hobbling about with crutches. Sometimes I move live a fish out of water, but I'm moving. My left foot faces forward because my left femur is actually sitting in an acetabulum of its own. No more of this free floating femoral head shit. That shit is fixed! </div><div><br></div><div>All in all, my hospital stay was fantastic (except for the food, but that's another post and rant altogether). The doctors, nurses, and health care aides were all fantastic. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. The care they provided me exceed all expectations. I even tried to convince one of the aides to come home with me. I even had my own room. Talk about luck! I slept so well. Once the door to my room was closed for the night, I was down for the count. I couldn't have asked for a better set up. They even said to me on the Monday, 'you could go home today, if you wanted, but we don't need the room tonight so you can stay until tomorrow if you'd like.' I have never heard of that before. I actually chose to stay! My. Own. Room! I went home the next morning around 9am when Hubby picked my up.</div><div><br></div><div>Hubby and the Boy have been out if this world looking after me! Reminding me to watch my precautions, drugging me, tucking me in, monitoring swellings, driving me around town....</div><div><br></div><div>My sisters have been awesome too! So have my nephews and dad. Little nephew will snuggle in bed with me and watch his nursery rhymes. He also loves to bring me my water bottle. </div><div><br></div><div>My fabulous friends also pitch in. They come to 'Lori sit' when both my boys are at work, bring me lunch, and come to visit. </div><div><br></div><div>There is so much awesome going on, I could explode. But I won't. </div><div><br></div><div>Monday my staples come out. Thank goodness because the incision is starting to itch. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfssyV706BN7nLHmCAJfGrkXFJMCqQmJ0okfYfjMf_svtBc4KBP5IBmIpE8kKJCJu2E2TCA47B3NumVf5oxBmE4DI2pKCQPBmkBUwxcLqT0sXRvVv1K2fHBXYJN2_jH5R3Q4wof_hct3o/s640/blogger-image--1106727666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfssyV706BN7nLHmCAJfGrkXFJMCqQmJ0okfYfjMf_svtBc4KBP5IBmIpE8kKJCJu2E2TCA47B3NumVf5oxBmE4DI2pKCQPBmkBUwxcLqT0sXRvVv1K2fHBXYJN2_jH5R3Q4wof_hct3o/s640/blogger-image--1106727666.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I think there's 33 staples....we will count on Monday!</div></div><div><br></div><div>I know I still have a long road ahead of me, but so far, I have been truly blessed. </div><div><br></div><div>Now that I have bored you with happiness and sleep, I need a nap....or some more binge watching the Mindy Projecf on Netflix....</div><div><br></div><div>Also. I will work on my boring hospital story! </div><div><br></div><div>Thanks for being there everyone! Love you all.</div></div></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWX1_m1qZtb2OahVA17G7WR6Iobtn_YjWzKTFQEczQG74vj_M9UdTQ717_MuN0iLiivvYdcmUyAh7QAfL0qM009D02LXiNYZxeNBtU0IId4iYMz8XNWV9tBFnx2YZCNJ74oIQmHUbeCg8/s640/blogger-image--1337344483.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWX1_m1qZtb2OahVA17G7WR6Iobtn_YjWzKTFQEczQG74vj_M9UdTQ717_MuN0iLiivvYdcmUyAh7QAfL0qM009D02LXiNYZxeNBtU0IId4iYMz8XNWV9tBFnx2YZCNJ74oIQmHUbeCg8/s640/blogger-image--1337344483.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Quick flashback to the days of the dreaded cast!</div><br></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-10804666646865851752015-10-01T15:07:00.001-05:002015-10-01T15:55:47.558-05:00Let's Get This Shit Fixed<div><br></div><div>Tomorrow is the big day. This is happening! New hip day is here!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUw7eWSofR4gBw7-O823oAJszoJRVa7zrYVlY5XkdQx5NgMNCu9C1l4nzb8CG-RjcY_RYzK_Gv0Sne7p6XrsXKmCL5z6gu7zQ0WPC0lP-XkT8nQTZ8BREwgFQGRd5I3GtSwblvprd3nr8/s640/blogger-image--489778585.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUw7eWSofR4gBw7-O823oAJszoJRVa7zrYVlY5XkdQx5NgMNCu9C1l4nzb8CG-RjcY_RYzK_Gv0Sne7p6XrsXKmCL5z6gu7zQ0WPC0lP-XkT8nQTZ8BREwgFQGRd5I3GtSwblvprd3nr8/s640/blogger-image--489778585.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">There comes a point when the 'what ifs' just don't matter anymore. In reality, the what ifs should really be debunked and left behind, but if you are like me those sort of things haunt your thoughts way too often. </span></div></div></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvpK5tp4K_FaFMV10qDrJa2v5nJ-CEEBcYKt6ddFzlC8qkHPvl9SBey1bTlH5_LVObAqn3-UaW1_wDu38bbMavedvYWmbczTK_A_vqvRSGPYKvRwtjxXbsUN5ddqhbSB3qfRcwtt89GW0/s640/blogger-image-2124157789.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvpK5tp4K_FaFMV10qDrJa2v5nJ-CEEBcYKt6ddFzlC8qkHPvl9SBey1bTlH5_LVObAqn3-UaW1_wDu38bbMavedvYWmbczTK_A_vqvRSGPYKvRwtjxXbsUN5ddqhbSB3qfRcwtt89GW0/s640/blogger-image-2124157789.jpg"></a></div><br><div><br></div><div>Especially on the eve of a life changing event. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7o-rrjH245Qb2zq5zYjTDoDSDS7-oENqBzO5FUhVyVp02ofZ1anTc7ow1XlFYCA298iT0W4a2byAgdp4MLYsf-LXST_j1ey2iayzT74oSwvvhHCo1mLgnCO9xWEb_db8pLHxl60F9piM/s640/blogger-image--515062236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7o-rrjH245Qb2zq5zYjTDoDSDS7-oENqBzO5FUhVyVp02ofZ1anTc7ow1XlFYCA298iT0W4a2byAgdp4MLYsf-LXST_j1ey2iayzT74oSwvvhHCo1mLgnCO9xWEb_db8pLHxl60F9piM/s640/blogger-image--515062236.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I do call this hip replacement a life changing event because it is a life changing event. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU9_W9L_eFQMQUYVLemn1TMLUhbIst_6pBSmf27dYEYDWAB27Q1EYaWd3gXo6U_jjbndNyQu50AHiLkOmyRaNdJVhTchyMaMvcxKuMyYCuUg9dctU0GTyAbsdTMoI7ldOsVfRwwB9GqJs/s640/blogger-image--1876528907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU9_W9L_eFQMQUYVLemn1TMLUhbIst_6pBSmf27dYEYDWAB27Q1EYaWd3gXo6U_jjbndNyQu50AHiLkOmyRaNdJVhTchyMaMvcxKuMyYCuUg9dctU0GTyAbsdTMoI7ldOsVfRwwB9GqJs/s640/blogger-image--1876528907.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>This is a problem I have had since birth. I have literally gone from being a brat in a body cast, to being a brat with a cane.... Sure, after the initial body cast and recovery, I have had a fairly active, normal life. That being said, I have spent the last ten years slowly retreating from the activities I love due to pain, discomfort, and fatigue. It is quite the thing to rethink a fun outing becase there will be too many stairs, too much walking, the chairs won't be right, or the toilets might be too low.... Seriously. That's what happens. Two years ago, Hubby suprised me with a fabulous spring break cruise and I still feel bad about how much napping I did and how little I was able to explore the cities we visited. </div><div><br></div><div>I have inadvertently alienated myself from many people and fun things. Not intentionally. But it happened nonetheless. This sort of thing just adds to the stress. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>No matter what life has dealt me over the years, I have persevered. Whether it be a physical impairment or emotional strife, I have made it through. We have made it through. (With the help of some very special people). Family and friends really do make or break any difficult time. Sisters who calm me down when I need to vent, Hubby who calms the panic, the Boy who knows just how to make me laugh, and friends who build rails, text and call and just help encourage me, including my blogger buddies.... </div><div><br></div><div>I love you all so much. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Cv4EszotRr30mGTJmwfvgWATMNc0Wz25Z48FEfRh6h-kafaELiGTwWMCX-ihjwmqEqYpWa2snGfrqvufCMnZgpJbF7p0ZrgYcBfD8ZM-B4kpUE5AJtQOB_pEXxMVmeSjmIDvMluravE/s640/blogger-image--1121218064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Cv4EszotRr30mGTJmwfvgWATMNc0Wz25Z48FEfRh6h-kafaELiGTwWMCX-ihjwmqEqYpWa2snGfrqvufCMnZgpJbF7p0ZrgYcBfD8ZM-B4kpUE5AJtQOB_pEXxMVmeSjmIDvMluravE/s640/blogger-image--1121218064.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJDQ9cDsONk0_3YAG6u1S7Ay8dbgjBzq96mf8kFER_vqeOreDuTxjnXSh6eEdPiiNo5OzSZPHx74bjxuxiItiKMtAu9yy3e5v2lGU9hAJrQlNHFaiNlzl2N1gry9TsDDHdV0SsH-ouzU/s640/blogger-image--804715435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJDQ9cDsONk0_3YAG6u1S7Ay8dbgjBzq96mf8kFER_vqeOreDuTxjnXSh6eEdPiiNo5OzSZPHx74bjxuxiItiKMtAu9yy3e5v2lGU9hAJrQlNHFaiNlzl2N1gry9TsDDHdV0SsH-ouzU/s640/blogger-image--804715435.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><div>We have been through so much this year. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>It only gets better from here!</div></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7fOKxd3XoWaH5DBgDJyfdz_Cwu-8YphL8NQrgjvxIrd-jauRBYeStZOkaxRQWhajqnUCubggQd0sQcx4-R6emRSoh4m2kxQCBUpf8_m8snMLWk_zvJi5JsLpppVlKxajhWbh9yB2cIU/s640/blogger-image-681363895.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7fOKxd3XoWaH5DBgDJyfdz_Cwu-8YphL8NQrgjvxIrd-jauRBYeStZOkaxRQWhajqnUCubggQd0sQcx4-R6emRSoh4m2kxQCBUpf8_m8snMLWk_zvJi5JsLpppVlKxajhWbh9yB2cIU/s640/blogger-image-681363895.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Let's get this shit fixed!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ1JxxsAzMJOvasKtQ1mwtPdyD_X6ikDNrGR0zZ6yfSiA0Lj6Ax9Nmw9nZ_R4XDwl2DxC6AHbtmki32XPHRLEi8ekYPWzEF5nCoBpeMmUHLV44lV3oTsS5ct62-8DGE5miVC1mIGuUuDc/s640/blogger-image--707191467.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ1JxxsAzMJOvasKtQ1mwtPdyD_X6ikDNrGR0zZ6yfSiA0Lj6Ax9Nmw9nZ_R4XDwl2DxC6AHbtmki32XPHRLEi8ekYPWzEF5nCoBpeMmUHLV44lV3oTsS5ct62-8DGE5miVC1mIGuUuDc/s640/blogger-image--707191467.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I will let you know how it goes!</div><br></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-48035997706251054172015-09-30T23:27:00.001-05:002015-09-30T23:28:05.711-05:00<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjawwr0vgeK7VtDTQTWG0mSYoXK0w86TXJRNvsOng0ajp-Mf-9fx996CVLA-MPB08ipw55bO9HQeRe0ciWg9m5CiEH2e-fxgMMxMCwAx3B8Vr8VQYe9uhyphenhyphenUaxtfd8d77mYDuMwGZBP8jaw/s640/blogger-image--480942166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjawwr0vgeK7VtDTQTWG0mSYoXK0w86TXJRNvsOng0ajp-Mf-9fx996CVLA-MPB08ipw55bO9HQeRe0ciWg9m5CiEH2e-fxgMMxMCwAx3B8Vr8VQYe9uhyphenhyphenUaxtfd8d77mYDuMwGZBP8jaw/s640/blogger-image--480942166.jpg"></a></div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942031682783666163.post-53835283989025684592015-09-24T18:48:00.001-05:002015-09-25T22:27:49.185-05:00One Week to Lift OffT-minus 1 week..... Panic has set it. That overwhelming feeling of "things I should do/prepare before surgery" is here and I am choosing to ignore it.... Well, the best I can anyways. One week without that Vimovo has proven difficult. Tylenol does help take the edge off but my hip joint is ouchers. I am even using my cane in the house, and at the gym. Athletic therapy yesterday was easy peasy. He didn't make me do anything. Not even the treadmill. I got a 'light' massage and some joint mobilization. The big bad athletic therapist then sent me on my way. I made an appointment for the week after my surgery but for now I am done there. He told me to take it easy this week, but to make sure I stretch and move the joint as much as I can, without overdoing it. <div><br></div><div>Being in pain makes you tired. Being tired makes you more tired. Does that even make sense? </div><div><br></div><div>By this time next week, all will be said and done. The new hip will be in and I will be on the road to recovery. The road to activity, movement, dance lessons, running, travel.... Anything is possible!</div>Lomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10945964641253351828noreply@blogger.com1