Curses! Purses!
So I drove on Friday and Saturday. Friday it was just a little bit to buy some party invitations for Will's birthday party (it's in 2 weeks) and go to the post office to mail them. On Saturday I took my friend, Suzanne, out to see The Night Listener with Robin Williams. It was very good. I had popcorn and dark chocolate M&Ms, PLUS Diet Coke (yay caffeine!).
It hurts a bit to drive, but only when I have to turn or check the lane next to me when changing lanes. It hurts my chest to move my arms like that and when I look over my shoulder. So I won't be driving all that much yet. But it's really nice to have the freedom to go places. I was getting a little cabin feverish.
Yesterday RobbieMax, Will, and I went to the Irish Fair in St. Paul on Harriet Island. There was Irish dancing, a bagpipe band, Irish food, Irish beer, and two separate Irish marketplaces where one could buy authentic Irish wares. It was a lot of fun, despite getting rained on. I haven't been using my heart pillow and so didn't bring it along. I brought my favorite green purse.
I've noticed when I'm walking that I need to consciously remind myself to straighten up my shoulders and back so I'm not slouching. Only then my back really starts hurting, especially between my shoulder blades.
So anyway, my shoulders and back were starting to hurt and I had to keep switching my purse from shoulder to shoulder and carry it in my hands and all that. By the end of the 3 hours my back hurt so bad and my chest was starting to hurt as well. My chest is still sore today. What we women go through to have our wallets, gum, and lisptick available and handy. Well, I've decided that I'm not going to be a purse-carrying woman for quite a while. I can fit my ID, credit card, and lipstick (actually, it's Burt's Bees Lip Shimmer) in my pocket. I can live without gum.
My friend, Cynthia's surgery went well and she is recovering nicely. Thank you all for your good thoughts and prayers.
I'm going to take it easy today. I've been working on a puzzle and am thinking about starting to read another book. I could really get used to being a woman of leisure.
I start cardiac rehab tomorrow. I've learned to call it "cardiac rehab" and not just "rehab." I've found that people look at me less strange if I do that.
It hurts a bit to drive, but only when I have to turn or check the lane next to me when changing lanes. It hurts my chest to move my arms like that and when I look over my shoulder. So I won't be driving all that much yet. But it's really nice to have the freedom to go places. I was getting a little cabin feverish.
Yesterday RobbieMax, Will, and I went to the Irish Fair in St. Paul on Harriet Island. There was Irish dancing, a bagpipe band, Irish food, Irish beer, and two separate Irish marketplaces where one could buy authentic Irish wares. It was a lot of fun, despite getting rained on. I haven't been using my heart pillow and so didn't bring it along. I brought my favorite green purse.
I've noticed when I'm walking that I need to consciously remind myself to straighten up my shoulders and back so I'm not slouching. Only then my back really starts hurting, especially between my shoulder blades.
So anyway, my shoulders and back were starting to hurt and I had to keep switching my purse from shoulder to shoulder and carry it in my hands and all that. By the end of the 3 hours my back hurt so bad and my chest was starting to hurt as well. My chest is still sore today. What we women go through to have our wallets, gum, and lisptick available and handy. Well, I've decided that I'm not going to be a purse-carrying woman for quite a while. I can fit my ID, credit card, and lipstick (actually, it's Burt's Bees Lip Shimmer) in my pocket. I can live without gum.
My friend, Cynthia's surgery went well and she is recovering nicely. Thank you all for your good thoughts and prayers.
I'm going to take it easy today. I've been working on a puzzle and am thinking about starting to read another book. I could really get used to being a woman of leisure.
I start cardiac rehab tomorrow. I've learned to call it "cardiac rehab" and not just "rehab." I've found that people look at me less strange if I do that.
posted by Julia Hart at
9:55 AM
2 Comments:
SHUT UP JULIA! I was totally at the Irish Fair this weekend (not Sunday, we went on Saturday... we got scared off by the bad weather on Sunday). Did you know that it was just north of my apartment?! Wasn't the Irish dancing WONDERFUL?! Oh man... Glad to hear you had a good weekend (I think you have more of a social life as a heart, post-surgery patient than I do! Good for you!) Glad to hear Cynthia's surgery went well too! You ladies are troopers!! :)
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Anonymous, at 3:28 PM, August 14, 2006
Guess I had it at my advantage not being a purse carrier! The only thing I gave up was my backpack when it was time for classes to begin... I just tagged along my notebook and left my books home. I can't even imagine dealing with a purse on my shoulder... 4 weeks post op my shoulders were in ALOT of pain!! And it is nice to have that freedom of driving back, but at the same time you wonder if the pain is worth it!
Glad to hear you are doing so well! Lucky you out to an Irish Festival... we had our Irish side of the family (Fitzgerald) family reunion on Saturday.
Heart hugs,
Traci (ACHA)
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