I feel rather a fraud now. My various scars are healing nicely (though a touch itchy). I’ve pretty much abandoned the sticks altogether, other than on rough ground, and I am nipping about at home more or less like a normal person*. Since my first proper physio session on Wednesday I’m confident that I canContinue reading “The Hipster Diaries #7 Purple Patch”
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The Hipster Diaries #6 – the short road to freedom
Today I escaped. I had a trial run at the tunnel yesterday and went all in today. A proper dog walk at last…..along the back road and then down towards Kersfield. Not all the way, Mum was getting distinctly “one egg clucky”, but far enough to demonstrate it was fine and operate as a bulkheadContinue reading “The Hipster Diaries #6 – the short road to freedom”
The Hipster Diaries #4 – Smartie free and smelling of roses
My mobility is coming on a treat. I’m down to one stick now and can generally manage without any sticks just pootling round the bedroom/bathroom. After days of the leg lifting exercise barely garnering a millimetre, I actually managed lift off today (twice so it was not a fluke). Having got myself rationed down toContinue reading “The Hipster Diaries #4 – Smartie free and smelling of roses”
The Hipster Diaries #3: a chastened and regretful Tigger
What seemed a slight stretch/stiffening a the time of the last post (cue bugle) deteriorated to something rather more severe. I was in a lot of pain over dinner and even worse the next morning. A day of limited movement followed. Nurse Lyra assisted greatly. I stuck to my exercises, just, and managed a littleContinue reading “The Hipster Diaries #3: a chastened and regretful Tigger”
The Hipster Journals (2): from prodigy to pain in the ass
Yesterday was an excellent day. It started with the triumphant cracking of the surgical stocking conundrum and I positively swaggered downstairs, fully dressed without assistance. Various strolls around the garden were completed and a few roses deadheaded before lunch. I even went over the stepping stones (twice to prove it was not a fluke). TheContinue reading “The Hipster Journals (2): from prodigy to pain in the ass”
The Hipster Journals (1)
Those following my wittering will have noted that I was in hospital on Wednesday having a dodgy hip replaced. The process has put a bit of a crimp on my usual activities but, after a rather aimless first couple of days back home, I’m now trying to get back to gainful deployment and thought thatContinue reading “The Hipster Journals (1)”
Last rambles (for a while)
I loaded these pictures of my last few walks with Mum and Lyra last night, to give me something useful to do when I was hanging around before my hip op, and so here I am on the hospital wifi at my little wheelie desk. I have been labelled and have a fine array ofContinue reading “Last rambles (for a while)”
May’s definitely out
It has been blisteringly hot over the last few weeks. For a very hairy dog, Lyra doesn’t actually seem to mind the sun, and will contentedly fry herself on the patio. However mum and I are both developing gardeners sunburn. Our weeding techniques must differ substantially as she is sporting a red nose and ruddyContinue reading “May’s definitely out”
Early May in the Garden : Ponds and Peaches
For the first time in ages there seemed to be a dull morning today and, mum having been kidnapped by Ishbel for compulsory fun in Eyemouth, I thought I might lurk indoors and catch up with this. I was in the middle of editing some photos when I heard an unfamiliar sound – rain onContinue reading “Early May in the Garden : Ponds and Peaches”
April Blues
This has been languishing in my drafts folder for a fortnight and I was half tempted just to delete it and move straight along to May. But then I thought no, the forget-me-nots and bluebells should have their five seconds of fame, so I shall turn the clock back… April is really the first monthContinue reading “April Blues”