I'm 11 weeks out. I think you hit the dance floor after 14 weeks ... For me, I think it's gonna take 16 or 17 weeks ...
@Going4fun , Hello fellow BoneSmartie dancer-- my latest dancing update:
First of all I wanted to mention that I didn't anticipate dancing at 14 weeks post-op. In fact I had 'chosen' an inaugural first-post-op-dance date about a month further along, in late November, which would have made it closer to 18 weeks post-op. As I was dedicated to what I call the 'rest cure', and h*ll bent on
not overdoing it and getting set back, I told myself that I was
not allowed to step out onto a dance floor before such-and-such a date at
the very earliest and
only if I felt
absolutely up to it. However I failed in my mission to rest harder & longer before hitting the dance floor. You know how difficult it is if a band sails into a great song such as
In The Mood, or
Sing, Sing, Sing. You are almost helpless in controlling your legs; they propel you to your feet when a good dancer asks for a spin--the irresistible suction carries you forward--your rational brain may be screaming
No! No! step away from the (beautifully sprung hardwood)
dance floor...
ignore the 18 piece Big Band!!... but alas... before you know it you are triple-stepping, the old joy is awakened, and you are fully addicted again.
My point? Be afraid, Be very afraid.... no! sorry, wrong script. I mean : approach with caution. Don't rush it. Avoid live music at good venues as long as you can, until you feel good and strong.
So I was out last night again, another 18 member Big band event, 2 male vocalists, & a beautiful and spacious sprung dance floor. There was a drop in lesson offered before the live music started. It was the most advanced 'drop in' lesson I had ever seen, focused on the 8 count triple step, and ending with the Charleston. I thought it would bomb as it was too much, too soon, but on the contrary by the end of the lesson there were about 50 people out on the floor going through the moves. I sat out the lesson, but got a few dances in when the music started. My first dance was with BirdMan, whom I spotted across the room sitting with one of his many lady friends. It was a good dance. However BirdMan seems to work through every single move he ever learned in each dance, so it is relentlessly changing with foot kicks and this and that; not much time for artful interpretations. I also got a third of a dance with a hellish complaining West Coast Swing Dancer/Fox Trotter type, which I short-circuited with apologies. Next was a dance with a very elderly gent with Alzheimers . I could see when he was dancing with his daughter that he was a good dancer, but when he danced with me he got nervous and kept apologizing all through the song, so I'm not sure it was much of a pleasure for him; I couldn't convince him he was good. Neanderthal Man didn't show up, and indeed very few of my dancing friends were there.
The height of the evening for me was a dance with a youngish French Canadian gent who is an absolutely
fabulous dancer , a real artist. Blues-dancing seems to be embedded in his very core, underneath all the swing moves. His whole torso, everything, gets fully engaged, flowing.. he could perform on stage.. Gad, I think it was the best dance of my life!! "Québécois" is not only a great dancer, but a most generous gentleman, willing to dance with all the old- and oldish- ladies. I was suspicious upon first meeting him at dance venues a couple of years ago.... wondered if he was a 'plant' , a paid taxi dancer, etc.. because how on earth could someone as good as he was be willing to dance with someone like
me ?? But it appears he does it voluntarily; he must be mad. Anyway it was the highlight of the evening, and I am pleased to report that so far I have suffered no ill effects, except of course for the standard stiffness.
How is your at-home dancing going?
Let me know how the next novel goes. I don't know that I'd be up to book club material as yet, or the accompanying discussion.
@Alitm , I have to confess I watched the YouTube video of volume one of our current read, admitted as much to the others, and we still were able to have a fine conversation about the author and times (WWII, Romania) I do still intend to read the book; I have to track down a hard copy, and will take it on the train with me when I go on my big winter adventure across this mostly frozen land.