Day 37

A nice trip out to the flicks tonight, to continue my ‘Rocky’ teachings… we watched Creed (Himself has had me watching all 6 of the Rocky films…. It was all part of his distraction techniques I think! I have to say, not thinking they would be my cup-of-tea, I have really enjoyed every ‘round’ 😀   I’m always pretty open minded when it comes to a genre of film though… unless it’s gore, then forget it – I have enough real life stuff going on there!).

Another trip out in the car, which seems to be becoming a daily thing of late (…go me!!).  I started to get REALLY nervous as we got closer, it’s one of those post-op anxieties that creep in, which you just have to stand up to.  We’d previously picked our seats, showing we were smack bang in between other people, which is a bit too cosy for somebody who is 5 weeks post op to be honest, but decided to wing it… because what else could I do?!  We loaded up with over-priced goodies and made our way to the seats, just as the ads started.  In hindsight, we should have just sat at the front, but a stickler for ‘following the rules’ we sat in our designated seats, asking a poor guy to move for us, then having to shuffle passed him as best as I could with my crutch.  After negotiating one of those flippy-seats, Himself threw my cushion down as I tried my best to keep my 90° restriction (my left leg and hip are really taking some punishment!!), as we finally sat. We then saw a couple pointing to the empty seats on my left… and yep, you guessed it made their way right to us.  It just wasn’t going to happen, I was cramped enough as it was!! We decided a rethink was in order.. and (more appropriately) sat near the disabled spaces at the front (anyone would think I was trying to fight it!), that come with complimentary neck-ache.  They were actually not bad!! Loads of leg room… view of the screen was okay and no feeling of 3 day old whiplash on leaving!

During the Rocky education (I can’t recall which one now), he gave this fabulous inspirational speech that made me want to jump out my seat, punch the air and go “YEAH!!”. But I didn’t 😉  I think many of us can relate to it, so I thought I’d share it with you, a bit of fuel for you, if you’re needing it….

“Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place and I don’t care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t about how hard ya hit. It’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That’s how winning is done!” Rocky Balboa

The end of the film came… and on to the next test! Getting out of the seat! I got a few niggles during the film, nothing awful, just had to shuffle a bit. But was terrified about standing. The normal drill is, ‘slowly slowly’, while taking my weight through my arms, as my hips just go from beneath me otherwise and start cracking and crunching.  By this point, I’m normally in agony, after spending the entire film in pain then being stiff as hell and almost getting stuck in the sitting position.  So up I got, nice and slowly.. I readied my facial expression for the uncomfortable stuck feeling… but I just rose from the seat, expectantly, until I was straight – no issues!!! Had to wait for my muscles around my new hip to catch up and take the weight (still weak!), but no stiffness, no pain.  I couldn’t believe it!!! In my head, I’m still living with painful hips and reacting that way… but they’ve moved on without me!! I wonder how long it’ll be before my brain catches up!! 😉

As we were leaving, I had to visit the ladies. Still a bit nervous about my new wing-man… the ‘Shewee’. But it’s working. It’s causing me no issues whatsoever and it’s really helping with my independence.  I’ve got to honest, without it, I would be worried about going out and getting caught needing the loo – but this stops all that!!  I can’t recommend it enough!! If you can get passed what it actually is and not be prudish about it, ladies… (ooh and get the one with the extendable bit, you need it, trust me!)… It comes in it’s own little discreet box… no one would ever know what it was in your handbag! See…

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That’s me, strolling (…okay, rolling!) round IKEA… no one would have a clue!! (Oh, by the way, it’s easily been weeks since I’ve had to take the Oramorph… which is so pleasing, but my Survival Bag has to carry everything right now, just in case – like a security blanket! But YAY, that’s progress!)

Free yourselves my lovely Hippies… you deserve it! 🙂

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