I Prefer Diametrically Opposed Rather than Hypocrite, Thank You Very Much.

Well, I just had my three month checkup.  Prognosis, good! That makes me really happy.  I whined, naturally, about the lame leg and the hip Tendonitis or bursitis or whatever the achey hip thing is.  Here's the deal, with no arguing, debating, or disagreeing they said, "hey, we can give you a shot in that hip that should make you feel better". In classical me fashion I don't ask "with what?". I just go "sure". Then they talked about an NSAID pill I can take now that may also work,  so I went with that.  Now, I've taken these since Tuesday, and WOW!  Who knew, that hip had really hurt! Well, I guess I knew... But now, I feel much better, so yeah!  I'm supposed to call in a couple of weeks If I decide I want to go with the mystery shot, but right now I'm happy as a clam, based on the supposition that clams are all kinds of happy.   

The PA also suggested a cream for my achey wrist, from last year's unfortunate "it's not the horse's fault you can't ride" broken wrist incident.  Australian Dream from WalMart, crazy enough.  So, after my appointment, me and hubby went shopping.  Unfortunately, it's made with emu something.  Something from a dead emu, doubtlessly.  So, I struggled for a few minutes with the idea of rubbing dead emu on me, then I realized I was wearing my leather jacket and got over it.  Yes, I know, judge away I am the vegetarian in a leather jacket and covered in emu fat.  It seems to work , so that is something.  

Let's listen to me complain about the limp. Fun!  I was reassured that based off the feeling and movement I currently have, it was reasonable to expect a full recovery.  It's not an overnight recovery, but I have time right?  I hope...   On the plus side, I gave a presentation today to a work group and I was able to use myself as the "don't make fun of the broken, gimpy, or give us nicknames like, Wimpy Limpy" because, if I had feelings, it may hurt them.  I added real life impact!  Only two people looked like they were falling asleep and no one angrily debated me, so all in all it was a great presentation day!  And someone even got the door for me as I was leaving... 

In real life, I'm not thrilled about being lame and it has impacted my self perspective but it's more ironic, funny, annoying than crushing.  I guess I'll have to depend on my devastating good looks while standing motionless.  It will do.  I am walking better every day, improving slowly....very slowly, but consistently.  As long as I'm not too tired, I only limp pretty bad.  I flail about like a beached dolphin after an 8 or 9 hour day.  But, and here's the real deal, at least the pain is minimal.  Like, no big deal, minimal so I will limp about and be happy I only LOOK like I'm suffering! 

I am still walking on my treadmill and tracking it on my pedometer thing and I have walked over 100 miles!  In a month!  So, I am pretty happy with my recovery to date.  Fuse baby fuse!