Although the heat and humidity were pretty brutal on Saturday, I thankfully ended up feeling pretty decent (decent for me that is). I think when you live with pain on a regular basis the "smallish" types of pain just become so constant and regular that you learn to accept them in a strange type of way.
My birthday was Sunday (I turned 30 yet again!) and my friend K's is today, so she kindly arranged for a few of us to go out to dinner on Saturday night. The restaurant was loud and crazy and hotter than Hades, but it was a lot of fun. I wasn't doing too poorly with the hip even when wearing a slight heal - it helps that everyone always insists on finding me a seat! Sad that I need it but lovely that my friends are so helpful :-)
I've been limiting my walking as much as possible (which is really affecting my waistline, or what is left of it) and I believe that is helping to keep it relatively calm-ish. Sunday I vegged out with a friend and in the evening went to my favourite French restaurant in Chelsea. They have the BEST fondant au chocolate known to man, and woman-kind, so I was in utter heaven!
If only all things could be fixed with this cake!
A great wine list as well!
The hip was pretty decent for the weekend I must say, but the strangest thing is that it's KILLING me today! I sit most of the day, but do have to run around the office at times but it's not that big of a place so I can't understand what is going on. Nothing about this makes sense to me anymore.
Countdown: 3 weeks till surgery!
The lovely sunflowers my friend C sent for my birthday.
