Three weeks! Layla caught on I was going for an off-the-cane-weekend, obviously I wanted to be the first to write that, but c'est la vie.
Well the weeks are starting to run together. Last week was kinda the same ol' same ol', but obviously a little different. Knew I might be off the cane, but not sure. Got the ladies off to Paris, namely for Ms. Wayfarer's work, daughter's Xmas present--flight to Paris--we could have used FF Miles, but the ticket (winter) was cheap. So running on my own with the dawgs and son checking in. Got through the week with meds at wake up, then getting the dogs in and out, up myself, shower, and moving on with the day. Not too much in a hurry to get to work and the rest of the day; I have that freedom which I am thankful for.
Saturday was kinda going to be a big day; needed to attend a uni couple's dad's (hers) memorial. I was early to the area, but late to venue, longish story. Anyway, got to the memorial, but no seats so I dreaded standing for the hour ceremony; actually did okay (not great) with standing...there was a seat or two, but figured those could go to those that REALLY need some help. Managed all this without the cane even though the cane was in the truck. A meal reception afterwards, a couple beers, catching up with some extended family of my friends, a meal, and I was done, probably not as much as the grieving where there was a funeral the day before. Got all around without the cane, but it (the cane) was around.
Sunday was an Australian Open (recorded from the night before) filled morning with the dogs--they seem to be able to follow and track the ball across the telie. Went out to the market to get ingredients to cook my famous (in my household) chili and work on the pool which isn't too much work in the winter but needed attention and did some wash--I do my wash at the pool house which is stairs and moving around the landscape, which is good for my PT!
Woke up this morning, Monday, slowwwwwwwwwwwwwly, not in pain (I use the term discomfort now), but takin' 'er slow, not so much from overworking over the weekend, but perhaps being off most the drugs--another three-week marker. Quit after Saturday morning (feeling a bit "out of it" driving the 30 minutes to the memorial--not recklessly so, just a bit "off") off of most prescribed drugs: oxy and the extra-strength Tylenol. Still, and will, take the Meloxicam once a day till that script runs out, baby aspirin and stool softener twice a day.
Finding a bit more aches and pain...errrrr...discomfort since being off the prescribed meds. No worries, I have to keep reminding myself that any discomfort I feel is WAY better than the pain, yes pain, I was feeling pre-op (at you Mojo!). Cane is gone, not even sure where it is. Still stiff when I get up after sitting for a spell, but can generally "walk it off" with a few steps and standing.
Kathy, love it! And that looks like the Shanghai airport (the Pudong airport) if I'm not mistaken. I know it well, go there a couple times a year. I'm (we're) not caught up in the adopt a dog thing per se, but it amazes me people adopt outside the country; I think it's great, just not on our radar.
Blue, Blue-man, the Bluester, when I read "baseboard" I'm like no way are you actually installing them; you confirmed that! Yeah, even in my office, I will stand to do some tasks instead of sitting all the time (not that I sit all the time, mind). Ms. Wayfarer wanted an accent wall painted in our open floor plan upstairs living area and I'm like, no problem, just pick out a color and I will get that done PRE-SURGERY! The wall isn't painted and is still Dunn-Edwards Arabian Red. Not sure when I can make that "offer" again. But did, like I wrote above, work on the pool on Sunday; Ms. Wayfarer will say the lagoon or swamp!