I am referring to the doctors that I had the non-pleasure of seeing last Tuesday. They will continue to be referenced as ‘Those Lying Bastards.” Why? Because they LIED TO ME!!!
Can you tell me why any reputable doctor will tell you that it’s Ok to go about your daily business after having a procedure done such as what I had last week? My specific words were, “Um…I have dance practice tonight and I Bodyrock which could get intense. Am I clear to do these things after this?” They said Yes!
THOSE LYING BASTARDS!!!
I did make it to practice that night. I just stood there looking like I was about to keel over at any minute. I was in SO much pain. I still had the train and bus ride home to go through. Ugh! That night I popped a ton of Advil and passed out…after a nice calming down conversation with a dear friend of mine. She ordered me on bed rest. She got no complaints from me. AT ALL!
Wednesday, Thursday and Friday were pretty much the same. I woke up in pain. Every time I moved, I was in pain. The pain just wouldn’t go away. My mood was affected by this. I don’t know how many people I snapped at in that three day period. I didn’t really care. I was in pain. I didn’t leave the house at all. I didn’t even open the door.
Saturday I was experiencing a little cabin fever. I made plans to go to the grocery store to get a few essential items. My grocery store is about two miles from me. It’s an easy walk but I take the bus to get there. That walk with perishables in this heat would not work. I still have to walk about a half mile down the hill to catch the bus. No biggie normally. I was in pain that day.
Sunday, did nothing. I didn’t even get out of bed until around 1p because of the previous days activities. Monday, did nothing. It was so hot that I didn’t trust myself to do what I wanted to do. I had planned on going to Whole Foods for some stuff. I feared that I’d pass out as soon as I got off of the bus. Not good.
Tuesday was the first day that I had the cajones to venture out further than the two miles I had previously. I had dance practice. I needed to go. I was sick of being at home. So off I went. The same buses. The same amount of walking. It took me a bit more time than normal but I made it to the studio. I skipped the freestyle portion but participated in the choreography runs taking great care not to over do it. I sat out when the group practiced to music. All in all, a pretty good practice. It made me smile bigger than I had in over a week.
I’m still taking it easy, however I am slowly but surly getting back into an active frame of mind. Stretching, walking, and a few low impact activities are being re-introduced into my routine. This no activity thing is something that I WILL NOT have. I feel awful due to not working out. Ugh!
Yes, I am also still silently cussing out those Lying Bastards. It’s all good though. I will be back to my giddy, active self in no time at all. Baby steps…and a lot of anger management.