Journal

May is almost over, boo hoo!  I LOVE MAY! 

I haven't a thing to say.  Life is good, my health is fine, my mind is just as fluffy and full of silly stuffy as ever, and I like apples.

WTF?

I dunno' just got apples on the brain because we bought 2 new apple trees yesterday.  A HoneyCrisp and a Braeburn apple tree.  My 2 favorite apples.  I think we are going to plant them today, just so you know.

Well that is about it for me.  Busy, busy, busy with gardening and such and seeing how many silly quizzes I can take on FaceBook. 

BE WELL. 

I have really been enjoying my newest toy/exercise equipment (stripper pole) and have been dancing just about every day since I got it. This is a good thing. I have improved tremendously on the pole and my strength has also really improved as has my mood. I can also spin and such almost like a PRO now. Next goal is to be able to hang upside down and spin my way down. This will take a LOT of practice but it WILL HAPPEN!

So anyway, yesterday I spent about 15 minutes practicing spins and stuff on the pole with no worries. After my practice session I continued to dance in the bathroom as I readied myself to leave, Kid Rock was playing and then the song COWBOY came on. I was really getting into it and busting some moves in the bathroom when all of a sudden I heard and felt this horrific POP in my right hip. WTF?

It didn't really hurt when it popped, but it freaked me out and it is something that has never happened before. POP! Flash forward a couple of minutes later, when I attempted to walk up the stairs and excruciating pain shoots through my hip and leg. DAMN IT TO HELL! The pain continued to worsen all day yesterday and navigating steps was almost impossible. So last night I took the advice of some friends and iced my hip and took some ibuprofen, hoping that my hip would improve rather than worsen.

I AM happy to report that my hip does seem better today, as opposed to having worsened, but it is still far from being good. I certainly cannot go to my pole-dancing class tonight, nor can I practice at home. It is really frustrating though because I wasn't even on the pole when I did this. SHEESH! I'm still not even sure what I did to my hip, but considering the fact that it has not worsened, I am not planning to go to the doctor about it. Please don't tell me the hip popping is a result of getting old. I REFUSE TO GROW UP!!!

My new prescription is still agreeing with me and being pain free has enabled me to be much more productive and active, which has helped my mood TREMENDOUSLY, but now this HIP POP stuff happens. grrrr

Oh well.... back to putting an ice pack on my hip and stretching as best I can. I just needed to publicly whine about something! But fret not....I WILL DANCE AGAIN!!!!

BE WELL.

I had my shrink appointment last week and did enjoy meeting my psychiatrist.  He's a jolly old man with grease stains on his shirt, who had a few clues about HIV.  Doctors with clues about HIV are so far and few between in my little corner of the World.  It was refreshing to have a doctor aware of all of many of the issues that arise with Long Term Infection.

The psychiatrist was able to talk me into trying a prescription for all of the fibromyalgia type symptoms I have been plagued with lately.  Cymbalta.  I was hesitant, hard-headed, not liking to swallow pills or hope that a little pill will cure all my ills, but something had to give so...  I agreed.  I have to admit, it's helping.  My body aches and chronic fatigue have improved tremendously in the past week.  I've been dancing and singing and getting things done again.  I'm feeling hopeful, mischievous, and daring again!

I also bought a stripper pole a couple of weeks ago and signed up for classes.  LOVING IT!  I dance every day now and have improved so much from my first attempts.  It always looked so easy to me, but trust me, IT IS NOT!  I spent the first weekend so sore I could not move, but I am working with small hand weights and leg weights and can already see the improvement in my body and in my dancing. I love to twirl around and around and around!

WHEEEEEEEEEE!

My husband seems to be liking the stripper pole a lot more these days too.  I'm just like a little kid, excited to show him my newest tricks and advances.  "Look what I can do!  Look what I can do!" I exclaim when he gets home.  He is happy to watch. ;-)  It's definitely the BEST exercise equipment/toy I have ever owned and I doubt I will ever tire of it.  It is also a real boost to my femininity/sexuality and is actually helping me to feel desirable again.  Who Knew?

Well I am off to dance and then do a bit of house cleaning.  WTF has gotten into me?  House cleaning?  That is soooooooo not me, but then again I am constantly re-inventing myself.  It sure would be nice if the house-cleaning urge was to stick but... I'm not going to put a lot of stock in that!  lol

BE WELL.