St Hilary’s Day has rolled around … another year has passed … and life is hip hip hipping forwards very fast.
I am hip-hopping off to hospital for a hip op on Saturday … it’s all go round here! Birthdays where do they feature? Hospital visits today – such is life, when they fast track you.
I suppose I could convert the rhyme:
told on Friday
partied on Saturday
worried on Sunday
dusted on Monday
rushed on Tuesday …
... just so you can’t think about getting a year older
moved furniture on Wednesday
dashed about on Thursday
panicked on Friday and ...
collapsed for op on Saturday
|Dancer - hands on hips by|
Antonio Canova 1812
I’ve been in some pain for a few years … decades … but as I’ve always played fairly serious squash – not at the top level, but next level down … and was always playing leagues, or different friends, or in tournaments … a hip problem? No!
Anyway having exercised, tried various therapies, checked out my back – eventually I had my hip x-rayed early last summer; it obviously wasn’t serious as I wasn’t called in and was happy to wait – I wanted to take Jenny (86) round England in October and to visit relatives etc
Saw the doctor after Jenny had returned to Canada, got sent off to the consultant – with the words … well you’re not taking pain killers and you can walk … my comment: well I need to know what’s happening - I’m in pain and it’s getting worse. The doc is not unsympathetic … and I don’t do pills, if I can avoid them ... and I cope usually – so I’m an 'unusual bird’.
|My colourful sofa!!|
Consultant’s visit – I eye the two hips on the x-ray screen: right one looks solid and nice, left one looks flaky and pittedly weak. Brief discussion: it is congenital – I told him about my 67 years of life (as of today) – and how much squash I’d played and how I’d always been happy playing ball games – tennis in those early days.
That seemed to stop him in his tracks … a brief silence ensued … his arm reached in his drawer, extracted a yellow form … sign here and we’ll give you a new hip.
Did you know, by the way your left leg is an inch shorter … and we’ll give you an extra inch!! Yay – life improves I get taller – everyone else gets shorter!! Sadly, I was brought back to earth … it balances out and it’s only half an inch. Then when I had the early pre-assessment last year … I’ve already shrunk an inch – must be blogging … all the blame is on you lot?!
Normally we are given 4 – 5 week’s notice … Friday I was rung up – by the time I rang back – the hospital lady, I needed to speak to, had gone for some lunch. I was partying on Saturday and needed to go out to shop ... so said I’d be back by 3.45 or so …
Late Friday pm … would I like to have my hip op on 17th November … this somewhat non-plussed me … laughingly I said “November” … she, I think, was quite pleased I’d laughed … said "oh no January" … I said “Saturday”? Yes – we operate on Saturdays.
So I’m going to the posg hospital – when I replied to the text message I’d had – of course I realised what posg meant: posh!
So today is hospital visits and assessments … and chaos reigning … they only phoned me after lunch yesterday … so as I’m on my own – life is interesting to say the least … working out what’s needed. Some things have slotted into place – others still need to.
Their system is different to the general hospital, and to the other private clinic (that does National Health work) that I have some information on … so now I need to adjust to the way their method of process works.
This will be my last post for a while … I’d like to do the Ubuntu blog-hop if Michelle Wallace organises, and I thought there was something else, but brains are addled at the moment, then the A-Z theme reveal in March … so I may just quietly stay on the side-lines til the A-Z rocks around.
Give myself time to completely recover and get my hip working fully … and be ready for the future …
|Hardwick with his Santa hat - Christmas 2010|
in my mother's room
Betsy of My Five Men … asked about Hardwick, so he’s come out of retirement briefly … he needs some air … and it’s good to have him around for my birthday … and the many memories of him on my Mum’s bed for all those years.
Right that’s me done … I will happily hip off to sort this motley life out … and get the post up – so please go gently on me re commenting and being around … I’ll be here – but a break will do me good …
… the A-Z will kick me back into gear (hopefully not breaking the new hip!!) … and Ubuntu will remind us of who we are and what we should be embracing in life … “I am; because of you” or the Zulu word ‘Londolozi’ meaning “Protector of all Things” - my post ishere, which includes a TED talk.
Hip hip hooray to me … and to all of you for nurturing my blogging interests … I might even be looking to get a little into FB and Twitter … now that will be a shock to one and all!
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