I try really hard to not make the same mistake twice. My mom always said if I got in trouble for something I never got caught doing it again. Is this meant to say that I never did that thing again? Or that I never got caught again? Who's to know? I'd like to think… Continue reading The art of f*cking up
So here we are again, guys. Yep. I broke my kneecap. I'm currently stuck in bed again with an ice pack. It's honestly something I've had a hard time talking about because I just can't believe I'm here again. It was Wednesday when I was simply walking - and POP. I felt a pop, and… Continue reading So this happened…
I've written before that someday I'd like to get a tattoo that reads "Scars are like birthmarks but with better stories". Scars are funny. Some are on the outside, some are on the inside. Some scars heal and lighten on their own, and some scars are dark, rippled, puckered and pronounced forever. We often don't… Continue reading Another scar….
Today is one week post op from having total hip replacement surgery and I swear it feels more like a month from my point of view. There have been good days and bad days, a little depression, a few tears but every day gets a little bit better. I've started physical therapy and that is… Continue reading Hello Betty!
Day after tomorrow is the big day! Hazel the Hip gets her official eviction and I get a brand new hip joint and socket. Queue the ticker tape parade, ribbons, dancers and marching band. I purposely went on a dating hiatus, deactivated my dating apps, focused on myself and my body, preparing my mind for… Continue reading My Man, Johnny Walker
My new high is when I'm in that sweet spot. When it feels so good and I chase it again and again. I'm not talking about alcohol or any kind of illegal high, but I crave it just the same. No, I'm talking about that sweet window...just an hour or two when the ibuprofen stacked… Continue reading The New High in my life
You all know I suffer from The Curse. The Curse of the Independent Woman. I don't need a man, I don't need a relationship. I don't need anyone to pay my bills or take care of my home or anything else. I'm like a stubborn toddler with a spoon and a jar of peanut butter..."I… Continue reading Lil Miss Independent asks for help
Yep, you heard right folks. I'm 48 years old and I'm having a full hip replacement later this summer. I've suffered from hip pain for the last five years or really if I'm honest, it's been off and on for the last ten years but it's progression has ramped up in the last five. I… Continue reading Things I’m looking forward to after hip surgery
So technically these are limes in the photo, but it was a photo on my camera roll that seemed to fit. Life man. Adulting, getting older. It all is a mixed bag of good, bad, indifferent, marginally suck-worthy and sometimes extra fabulous. A couple of things happened yesterday. I saw a new chiropractor and he… Continue reading When life gives you lemons, ask for tequila!