Something to look forward to...

Well, I never thought I'd be contemplating it but... it is my intention to dance my ass off this weekend at my niece's wedding. Just like the ol' days...

Gosh, how I miss dancing...

Yep, the frock fits, JUST. And... my dancing shoes have heels, not skyscrapers you understand but definitely not flats!

Yeh, I know I'll suffer for it big-time for a few days following, but you know what, it WILL be worth it. Hopefully Pilates and the pool will sort me out afterwards, either that or a large bottle of Pinot!

Glad to report that the Dynesys group on Facebook now has 55 members, over 550 posts and is still growing!!! Stay strong guys...

New mantra...

Travel a lot. Learn more. Try to make the most of every opportunity that comes my way. If I want to do something I won't hold back. But equally I won't feel pressured to do things I don't want to do, and I won't waste time or effort on things that don't warrant it.

Back on an even keel...

Not much to report this week - I'm back to my normal routine and doing it without drugs! Special thanks for your continued support and to all of you who blogged, emailed or phoned whilst I was poorly, you really lifted my spirits guys, cheers!

A rocky week...

Thank goodness this week is over! Had a pretty rocky start, laid off the exercise (even skipped clinical pilates) and on Tuesday and Wednesday relented and took a cocktail of drugs in an effort to get relief from pain and some bloody sleep! I always said that I wouldn't be a martyr to the pain and I WON'T but it really felt like I was letting myself down...

My body, I guess, was pretty much clear of drugs after more than 3 weeks without them, so chucking a few Tramadol (synthetic morphine) and Co-codamol down my neck wasn't such a good idea. What can I say other than it was Exorcist V in the making... I took to my bed, turned green and promptly started projectile vomiting. Nice. I had completely forgotten those early years experimenting with the prescribed cocktail of drugs, trying to find what worked best for me... it brought back nightmares of one weekend where I barfed for England following application of a long-term morphine patch! Hey, the girl's got class!!!

Anyhow, things seem to have settled, drug-free again and ready for some exercise (for that read, punishment) this week.

Dr Vic here...

I know it's been radio silence from the Dr, but just read Kelly's latest blog and I had to reply.

All I can say is that it may appear that Kelly is NOT learning from her experience with regards to overdoing it, but you have to understand her as I do, and that sometimes she just says...BOLLOCKS to it all!!!!

That's our Kel. Spare a thought for the old DR. I have to live with her.

Dr. Vic

Dynesys (dynesis) - 9 months on...

First the good news... I'm 9 months post op today and 22 days drug-free. Not a paracetamol has passed my lips...

Now the bad news... I feel like shyte. I'm in quite a bit of pain and have been for days, chuck in 2 sleepless nights and a large dollop of self-pity and there you have it - one depressed girlie who's taken to her pit. As usual, I've brought it all on myself. Wouldn't you know it. Take one fab weekend in Bruges (mussels, chips, beer and a fair bit of walking on cobbles), a veritable orgy of exercise in an effort to get into a party frock, top it all off with a long sitting lunch yesterday and there you have wot's done me in! Blast and double blast!

This past week... I just haven't been able to get any speed out of my legs, it's like wading through treacle. My gym bag, containing just a clean towel & cozzie, feels like half-hundredweight of spuds! When I get tired I waddle, feet 10-to-2, it's quite unattractive. I hate my inner thighs and their hanging, wasted muscles, ditto attractiveness. My head is screaming, "get over it, won't ya" but my brain is rebelling; it's gone on vacation... I feel I've nothing to talk about 'cept this! I feel a hundred years old...

A bad week, that's all. All things are passing, patience gains all!

Note to self-pitying moi: less pain = drug-free = recovering = much worse things in life = damn lucky!

10 days drug free...

Overall, I'm finding that I have more energy and am less tired than ever before, which means that I am able to do more. I've added 30 mins on the recumbant to my day - burning some 300+ calories doing that, RESULT, so far it seems to be OK. Making sure I'm still taking plenty of rests as am experiencing stiffness and discomfort (as opposed to out-and-out pain). All do-able though.