Crying In My Cupcakes

It was a good and weird day yesterday! Instead of taking the HandyDart to physio, my daughter, Leanne, was my chauffeur do jour. I will tell you a wonderful hint for people who have trouble getting in and out of cars or for women with very short skirts. Put a garbage bag on your seat and you can slide and pivot all you need! It works for me.

Anyways, physio was great and I had an appointment right after with my family doctor, Michelle Fretz! We were a little early for that one so I had Leanne pull over at Ooh La La Cupcakes for a treat for us and our absent family members. I got a Triple By-Pass for myself and I was so focused on it I have no idea what Leanne got or what we got for Norm, Shauna and Dustin. Sigh. We each ate one in the car. It was glorious – a brownie filled with caramel; topped with creme brulee butter cream and Skor bits. Guilt in a paper cup!

Well, at the doctor’s office, I actually said I needed to get weighed. I was down over a kilo (more than 2 pounds). I was very surprised because I haven’t been able to exercise and I thought I was “grazing” a lot. When I saw Doctor Fretz, I grossed her out with my glorious incision and got more information about the operation I had 3 weeks earlier. It seems I had a lot of scar tissue in my left hip which proves there were issues in that hip over the last few years. It hasn’t been “normal” for over 10 years. Sigh. This time for sure. We discussed that I wasn’t allowed to use my left abductors and that I needed her to fill out some forms for me so I can collect LTD (long term disability) because my STD (tee hee hee, short term disability) runs out at the end of this month.

I told her about my plans to go back to work in September and after reading the report of the operation; the recommendations; and the visit I had with Torstensen; she said no way!!!!!!! She, and my surgeon, said it will take 6 months to let the bone grow the right way this time. I thought they were just being cautious but two doctors and a physiotherapist aren’t just being cautious they are being realist. I’m the one who was/is too optimistic. I have to do what I am told or risk a repeat of the failure of new hip.

I waited until I got home before I cried. I want to go back to work but they are so right ! Yes, there are people in the world who know more than I do, who’d have thought it? I can’t go through this again. I want to walk normally. I want to be able to walk on the beach without a cane. I want to be pain free. I don’t want a permanent limp. I want to exercise. (Oh, my, did I write that?) I want to be able to go where I want when I want. Sigh!

Oh, well, my husband told me to enjoy the time off but that isn’t easy to do when you can’t stand for any length of time, can’t bend over very far, can’t go for that longish walk. I can crochet, write, read and watch lots of court TV. I’ll do it. I can learn to listen to people at my age. You can teach an old dog new tricks and I am supposed to walk the talk, right? OK, thanks for listening.

;D Diane

~ by 1fatgirlshrinking - Diane Kirby on July 20, 2012.

5 Responses to “Crying In My Cupcakes”

  1. awwwww we miss you so much at work! Can I come visit you sometime soon?

  2. How about next Friday, the 27th! We’ve got friends from Calgary this week.

  3. Wow. Six months of inactivity? I love to walk. It’s my stress reliever. I would go nuts. You have my complete sympathy!

  4. Oh Diane, I’m so sorry to hear that. I can’t imagine how you’re feeling. We’ll help you through this! Before you know it you’ll be back at work. I’ll call you as soon as I’m home in early August. Much love, Kendra.

  5. Thanks for the support! I think most of my travelling will be on the internet! Well, one of the upsides, I don’t/won’t have much stress!

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