"From the time I walked in to the time I walked out it was only two hours. No pain whatsoever."

That's a comfort to hear. Glad it went so well for you.

Like I need a road trip

Deeply sad, and tired, yet unable to sleep due to troubled thoughts. I'm grieving and going through all the motions, like preparing for the celebration of life memorial service, and responding to phone calls and texts. I'm also cleaning my house like crazy, and I'm exhausted when I drop into bed at 8 pm. I'm so, so thankful for all the people who have contacted me with offers of comfort and support. I have shamelessly and gratefully accepted their help, delegating tasks like a pro.

I'm hanging in there.

I'm feeling pretty good today. :hk20:

I’m feeling amazed! I had my second cataract surgery. amazed! I had my second cataract surgery. Now both eyes can see perfectly, except for reading! I still have a lot of floaters, really big bold black floaters in my left eye, but my right eye is completely clear. I’m still amazed that after 60 years of wearing glasses, I only have to wear them now to read!

On the road to recovery
 

Really good. So glad I got both knees replaced.

Had the left knee replaced 10 weeks ago today and the right one replaced 3 weeks ago today. Stitches/bandages have been removed and am going to out-patient therapy. I drive myself to PT. It’s 3 blocks away and I only take Tylenol (no cannabis nor Percocet) before driving. So far, so good.

They used the Mako Protocol to replace both knees and I’m amazed at how well things went. With both knees I was released from the hospital the next day. I had neighbors and family to help when I was released from the hospital after replacing the left knee, but I was able to take care of myself without any help after replacing the right knee. I had in-home PT for the first two weeks and outpatient after that.

I start and end the day by elevating my feet above my heart for one hour. That helps to keep the swelling down. And I ice the left knee throughout the day.

It is wonderful to take a shower without losing my balance. My knees were so knocked that I had to negotiate how to stand erry damn time I got in the shower or stood on my weight scale! No more, baby.

I’ve lost about 15 lbs because I cannot eat when I’m on the pain pills. I try to have at least a bowl of soup and a green smoothie when on the pain pills. I’m not concerned there’s any underlying condition. I know my body pretty well and everything is working as it should. I’ll see the surgeon at the end of the month and will discuss with him.

I still miss riding my bike and am looking forward to riding again after my PT approves it.

Things could be worse.

:bow:

Fair to middlin', fair to middlin'.

Tired, stiff and sore but the excercise was good for me.

Good. Had PT this morning. The two people I work with are very good. Most times I feel better when I leave PT than when I arrived and the good feelings last. Surgeon and PTs are please with the progress. I'm a bit impatient and want things to hurry along.

I still have swelling and numbness, but not much pain. It took me awhile to get used to the numbness. I couldn't even touch it at first. Now I can massage it and I do that a few times a day.

I alternate riding my bike and walking, and have just started walking up stairs. I haven't walked up a flight of stairs in years and now I'm really, really feeling it in my glutes each time I climb the stairs.

The weirdest thing is when I get an itch in a numb area. I scratch, but it doesn't help. Ugh. That almost drove me cray-cray a couple weeks ago, but it's not so bad now.

Overall, I'm good.

:bow:

Feeling.
 

I will be fit into a hyperbaric chamber Monday. My brother is coming to take me.

Ouch. I did too much this weekend.

Sucker punched. My husband just told me we have a leak in the upstairs bathroom. Well….THAT’S gonna cost!

How are you feeling?
 

Not very good at all.

I'm feeling blessed and well cared for and loved up (properly).

I truly feel I am the luckiest girl in the world. :stillheart: :kissy: :hk20:

It’s not even the middle of June, and I’ve been grossly insulted by stupid jokes about Juneteenth and pride month by two of my local friends on Facebook. I had no idea, but either one of them were capable of such actions, let alone belief system. Both of them said that he didn’t mean anything by it, but they were just jokes.


I am feeling insulted, frustrated, just disappointed, and betrayed. I publicly lit into them.

These people know who I am and everything I stand for. Why did they think they could be my friends? Do they think, seriously think, that I want to be friends with people who held beliefs like this? Did they not see the harm they do by telling jokes like this, and passing them off as innocent because they’re “just jokes”?

Happy, relieved. It's never a good feeling when a doctors says well it's probably not, but just to be on the safe side let's check for this, but when you ask him well if it's not that then what else could it be? He looks you straight in the eye and says - I have no idea. Now that's terrifying! Fortunately all is well but I definitely could have lived without that scare.

Very good and I'm so thankful for the professional health team (knee surgeon, GP, and Physical Therapy team) that saw me through the staged bilateral knee replacement surgery. They did a great job.

All have signed off on my recovery because I've met the bending and straightening goals. I wouldn't have met these goals without them.

My surgeon is so pleased with my recovery that he asked if I might be interested in being in any advertisements if he starts advertising again. I told him maybe. I think he sees my recovery as really good, not because of the end result, but because I went from this to this. I don't think he and my GP expected such good results. Neither did I. I knew things would be better, but not this good.

These are some of things I now do that I couldn't do before:

• Ride my bike without my right knee bumping into the frame. I can't even force my knee to do that anymore.
• Climb up and down stairs without going one step at a time. I move slowly but it's not one step at a time. It will get even better.
• Dance, Dance, Dance (granted, I can only do easy line dancing or different versions of the two-step like these women in the video, but it's a start)
• Take a shower and get dressed while standing up. Sometimes I sit down but I don't have to, I choose to.
• Do chores more easily around the house. Especially vacuuming.
• Standing and sitting without having to pop my knee in place (It got to the point that I had to pop it into place each time I stood up and, yes, it's as bad as it sounds).
• Standing and sitting without making strategic moves (you'd have to see it to understand it).
• I can walk a half mile.

I waited so long to get the surgery because I made other things (work, work, work, and more work, then retirement and the move, then my family) more important. Still, I have no regrets.

Feeling very good. Lucky me.

:bow:

I’ve been weeping, lately.

Just out of the blue, not often —but twice recently.
Age related stuff.

It’s a seriously humbling experience.

Overstuffed and a little ill.

I made a new pie recipe tonight, and it was so delicious that I had two slices. And I cleaned the bowl and licked the spoon. It was so rich, it was just too much.

Sad, and a little wistful. I went to see Dixon's son today, mainly to pick up a few things he had that I wanted and to get him to sign Dixon's taxes that I prepared. One of the things he had was Dixon's wedding ring, which has been lost since Dix passed away. I thought it was gone forever. I'm glad to have it back, and also sad to have it back.

A friend went with me, and I'm glad he did. He prevented me from getting sucked into a revolving pit of "Do I want this or not? Should I keep this or give it to somebody?" In the end everything fit easily into my car trunk, just four duffel bags. Some of it I'm already questioning why I kept it, like Dix's riding leathers. Hy was just so sexy in those - still, what am I going to do with them? And I don't really want to deal with treating them and maintaining them. Other things, like hys leather vest with hys patches on it, I will treasure. A few things, like some of the toys from hys kinky toy bag, I will give to people who will appreciate them and would like to have something to remember hym by. All so sad, I anticipate feeling sad every time I handle something.

Still kinda sad, and like I want to sleep some more. Actually, it's like I want to dream some more. I had a dream about Dixon, and it was so nice. We were shopping in a K-Mart for some reason. It was closing time and Dixon was helping me find a lock chain for my bicycle. Then it was sexy time (not in the K-Mart, in my house.)

How I wish I could somehow start my new dreams where my old ones left off. I just want to see Dixon's smile aimed at me again.

I’m feeling okay but after my spa visit, I know I will feel better: Manicures, pedicures, hair treatment and body massage— that’s the good stuff. And of course … cuddle time with my honey. ✨✨✨❤️❤️✨✨✨✨

How are you feeling
 

Sorry to hear you and your lady have covid sending get well wishes.

How are you Feeling
 

I finally got a lift today. My neighbour came over and took me for a haircut. First time I have been outside in 3 months and the sun on my face and the little breeze were a super treat. Long time without a haircut or seeing the sky and looking up at the trees. It made for a good day for me.

I'm feeling okay these days. EXCEPT I went to PT yesterday and the therapist did some massage on my shoulder, and she left visible bruises. But I also got an errand I've needed to take care of out of the way. And, I had a good dinner tonight and now I'm comfortably satiated. And, the Braves beat the Mets 7-0 tonight. So it's been a good couple of days.

Lazy, and pretty good. The boy has gone to visit his boyfriend overnight, so I'm alone with Brittany. This means I can sing at the top of my lungs and not worry about disturbing anybody (and my singing can be DISTURBING. But I love it so much!) Brittany doesn't seem to mind. I haven't done anything else today but watch House and nap and order groceries. It's been lovely.

Not too good. Just heard that Carlos Santana is in agreement with Dave Chappelle when it comes to us.

I am so over these old-ass, tired-ass, not-as-good-as-they-think-they-are, used-to-be celebrities and their poisonous thoughts on us.

And there is NO ONE, not one single person out there to counter this thinking. It burns me up to no end.

I remember when the Bey-Hive made his ass apologize. We ain't even got a bey-hive to rely on.

I'm tossing out any music I own by him. I just got rid of the MP3s and next will be any albums.

How are you feeling.
 

Not feeling much better physically but emotionally I got a lift when my brother called me last night to let me know he was back. I was elated to hear from him and he is coming to see me Monday or Tuesday and bringing my favorite dog. Lots of good stuff lol.