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nmscienceteacher, and all my sweet BoneSmarties! More progress to report. Yesterday, I drove to my school -- 20 miles each way -- to pick up a textbook for a course I'll be teaching this year in addition to the one I normally teach. It felt great to be driving again -- very natural and smooth, and I had a great sense of freedom and being normal again. The administrative staff, who are working in the summer, were astonished to see how well I am doing after only three weeks. They just couldn't believe it. It was nice to feel so dazzling, standing there twirling my cane.
Then, in the afternoon, I went for a walk to "Paris" (aka, the mailbox), and decided to see how far I could walk, because I was tired of only being able to walk that distance. I wound up walking the entire 3/4 mile circuit of the street I live on. It was hot out, and I got pretty tired, but I stopped periodically to rest, in the shade, and I was able to go the distance. It took me 30 minutes -- about twice the amount of time it would before I developed hip problems -- and I had such a huge sense of accomplishment. I felt as though I had run a marathon! I'm pretty stiff as a result, and will need to do extra stretching. I don't plan to do that circuit on a regular basis just yet, because it was definitely a hard push for me, but I felt such a need to do it, and to know that I could do it. Hurray!
Yesterday, my sweet hubby, Spencer, wasn't feeling well, and by nighttime he was really sick -- dizzy, nauseous, weak, and had horrible back pain as well. Fortunately, I have recovered enough so that I was able to take care of him throughout the night, and then this morning I drove him to the nearby "doc in the box" (urgent care center) and they gave him the care he needed for what turned out to be a urinary tract infection. He is resting comfortably now, though still weak. But it felt good that I was able to change the linens, drive him to the doctor, and take care of him. He has been taking such good care of me during my recovery. It seems fortunate that we don't get sick at the same time, so that one of us is always able to care for the other. Only once, in the 24 years we've been married, were we sick at the same time -- a wicked case of flu. I don't actually remember how we got through that, but we did, and we were companionably miserable the whole time it lasted. We laugh about it now, as we tend to do with all things once time goes by.
Hope you are all well and happy. This operation was the best thing I've ever done for myself, and I do feel that I have a whole new life, even though I am still on the recovery trail!