The first six months of 2009 have not been kind to me or some of my friends...several dear people have passed away...health issues...general yuckiness. So, immediately or by Monday at the latest, I delcare it's time for things to be better ... and I'm going to do everything in my power to make this happen! Who's with me?
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The nice OSSO nurse removed Scar's bedazzlers yesterday. So now, I've decided to keep him under wraps ... at least until his new surgical tape is gone. Then, I have a feeling lots of loose pants and long skirts will complete my summer wardrobe.
My doctor said things are progressing nicely, which I was happy to hear. He did ask me to lift my leg. You'd think that was an easy request; after all, I can move my toes and ankle and tense all my muscles in my right leg. However, no matter how much I willed it to happen, I could not lift my leg. What a frustrating feeling!
So, I've decided that my most important short-term goal is a simple one: to lift my leg...without using my hands...just straight up lifting my leg straight up. I think it is totally doable. I'm getting stronger every day, and I haven't fallen (at least all the way to the ground) since the day of my surgery. I'm even down to taking pain pills on an as-needed basis.
My short-term goal is set. Now, I need to focus on the long-term ... well ... let me actually go back to work in the office before we get to that ...
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I'm not the kind of gal who is fascinated by other people's scars, so I'm not going to post photos. That would be a bit icky. I will, however, give you a few details.
I like to think that if my scar could talk, it would sound like an effeminate Jeremy Irons. Effeminate, because it's currently bedazzled with 30 staples. Jeremy Irons because he was the voice of the character Scar in "The Lion King," right? I loves me some random musical theatre/movie trivia.
It looks like Scar will be in the 7-8 inch range, which means I will gladly accept Mederma donations. Not sure how I'm going to hide this bad boy...don't think he's anywhere close to ready for his close-up, Mr. DeMille!
From the oddness of this post, you might have surmised that I'm going a bit crazy here in the hood. The bedazzlers will be removed tomorrow, so I'll see just what I'm in for.
Observation of the Day: The ABC show "Wipeout" has the best PR team ever. Seems like no matter what channel I flipped to today, I saw a reference to that show. Still don't know if I can stomach watching it ... just saying props to their PR pros. Muy impressive...
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The road to recovery is apparently paved with "NCIS" reruns. Seriously...thank goodness for Memorial Day Weekend marathons, or I would be going stir crazy having to watch daytime television.
My knee surgery went well. I fell twice the day of my surgery, thanks to my inherent gracefulness and a block in my leg that caused feeling (yet strangely not pain) to go away. Feeling is back, and I've now mastered not only my crutches, but also my granny's walker. It is purple and has wheels...pretty swanky. I have yet to tackle the shower. Once I figure out how much "Press-n-Seal" it takes to cover my immobilizer, I'm all for that wonderful feeling of warm water. I think that will be this afternoon's task ... once I find out how DiNozo, who is posing as an escaped convict to find the location of some Iraqui artifacts, gets out of his current predicament ...
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This weekend, I volunteered for the Academic All-State Banquet, which honors excellence in Oklahoma's public schools, including the top 100 high school students. All of these students share one trait: incredible intelligence ... if someone made a perfect score on their SAT or ACT, there's a good chance they'll be an All-Stater. Back in the day, I was one of these over-achievers (No worries...no perfect score for me), and I alway love to see which way the pendulum swings with the current class ... toward well-adjusted common sense or toward can tell you what caused the rain, but doesn't have the sense to come in out of it. One thing I've learned from personal experience is that to have book smarts does not necessarily mean you have common sense. I know I got the short end of the common sense stick. That's why I try to surround myself with sensible people.
Former U.S. Senator and US. Ambassador to the United Nations John Danforth addressed these students and gave them some practical advice on being admirable. I had heard that Danforth could be a bit dry, so my expectations weren't terribly high. He was a pleasant surprise. He was short, practical and to the point; and, if the students were paying attention, they could have added some to their common sense reserve. My favorite Danforthism was: No one is proud of a successful jerk. Amen.
If you've been blessed with success, be humble about it. Thank those who have helped you get where you are. Give back to the community around you.
(My knee surgery is tomorrow, so I may be under the influence of pain meds for my next post. That should be interesting ...)
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This morning, after I said the phrase, "After Tuesday, I won't be able to drive for 4-6 weeks," I teared up. What's better is that I teared up in front of someone I really didn't want to tear up in front of because of other reasons. I miss the days when I was somewhat stoic...when I didn't let things bother me...I'm thinking my reaction is a combination of lack of sleep/stress/anticipation, but the waterworks still stink. Peee-uuwww.
Then, I found out that the man with the killer smile and killer skills ... one of my all-time favorite Sooners ... Wayman Tisdale lost his battle with cancer. Such a loss ...
Sometimes, you have to just skip ahead to something positive. The end results of my surgery should decrease some creakiness in my knee. That will be good. I have a good evening in front of me. It's OU Commencement, and ... barring any rain ... I'll witness a super fantastic fireworks display. Plus, I'll be with thousands of students whose lives are filled with nothing but possibilities. OU has really taken Commencement to the next level. What a fitting celebration to show that hard work pays off! Congratulations to all the graduates out there!
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I've decided to focus on what makes me happy. I'm having significant knee surgery next Tuesday, so I'm putting myself in a positive frame of mind. So ... here are a few happiness triggers for LAB ...
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens...I'll spare everyone "The Sound of Music" singalong, though I've seen that movie 50 times at least. It makes me happy and will always hold a special place in my heart. My parents saw it on their first date, and they will be married 43 years come June 4th.
Warm water (because I'm cold all the time)
Licking the spoon after I stir my Splenda into my nonfat latte at Coffee Slingers
Thunder storms (even when I totally ignore the tornado sirens and keep watching something from my DVR)
Rt. 44 Diet Coke or Rt. 44 Diet Dr Pepper with Lime & Vanilla (not sure how I'm going to carry one of these when I'm on crutches)
Good friends. Good food. Good laughs. Good wine. ... especially together (some of my friends hosted a pre-surgery dinner for me last night ... I'm so blessed.)
Exploring new places (I need a real vacation. While the hood will be a change of scenery, it won't be as exciting as, say, Europe.)
The Tilt o' Pearl (my mischievous poodle)
Naps (I need one.)
I hope your day is a happy one!
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