I don't have to be a brave, stoic widow lady, I can be dependent on some chemical help for a month or two. Yesterday, I took oxy and tylenol every four hours. By evening, the medicine had caught up to the pain so it was easier to get in my exercise. Last night, I even stretched it to five hours once.
(Geez ... the title to this says Level I ... ugh!
I wonder how high the levels go?)
And I slept so great! Part of that could be the chilly evenings. When the alarm said 7:30am I took a potty break and the pain relief and thought I would just snuggle down for another hour. THREE HOURS later I had to make myself get up! The thermostat said 52 degrees. Indoors! I broke down and turned on the heat, made some hot coffee and am icing the knee.
On a more fun note, the guest suite here at the condos is in a great location for people watching. The weather is sunny and crisp and lots of folks are out and about. My besties were all very busy this weekend so I nominated myself Gladys Kravitz on their behalf.
My suite is at the back of our Clubhouse and I have to say I'm impressed with how often people come and go from there! We have free wifi as well as a beautiful sitting area with a big screen TV. Yesterday I had it reserved for Happy Hour for my Village People (and I couldn't even expend the energy to shower, dress and smile). Fortunately my friend Carrie had partnered up with me for a few other events held here so she figured it all out. (The BAD news ... only five people showed up).
My little family visited twice yesterday, once with the Dadda and once with the Momma. Bringing treats as well. Picking up my dirty laundry and dishes on their way out. While I hate being helpless, they have done above and beyond without any begrudging. I love them immensely for that. I was feeling so poorly that one "sigh" at a request would have brought me to tears!
I move back to the condo on Wednesday. Hopefully the weather will continue to cooperate so I can walk outside several times a day. I can roll my laptop over to the Clubhouse and intersperse my online living and my physical therapy.
Thanks for listening to all the whining! "They" keep saying the first two weeks are the toughest!