Thankful Thursday – The Happy Hippy Edition

In an effort to continue my gratitude adjustment, I would be completely remiss if I didn’t acknowledge the awesome bling I acquired on Valentine’s Day 2008.  Besides the birth of my children and being married to The Husband for twenty-someoddyears, this ranks as one of the best things that ever happened to me.  My shiny high-carbide cobalt chrome, Valentine’s Day resurfaced hip.  Yeah, I’m that sentimental.

When I could barely walk, it became clear that surgery was the only answer. But I thought I was WAY too young to contemplate a total hip replacement.  That’s when I learned about the helpful folks over at Surface Hippy.  Patricia Walker created this outstanding site as a clearing house of all the information you could ever want about hip resurfacing, including message boards where you could post all of your questions before and after surgery.  It was there I learned that not only did I not have to suffer any more, that I could actually get my life back.

And boy am I glad I did.  Thanks to Dr. Rogerson in Madison, Wisconsin and hisHipHab team at Meriter Hospital I have been one happy hippy from the moment I woke up in recovery.  And two years later, I never take for granted being able to walk without looking like Quasimodo.

Becoming a Bionic Woman has been a life altering experience.  After surgery, I kind of hoped I’d have superpowers like the original Bionic Woman, Jaime Sommers,  who could leap 12 story buildings, run 60 mph and bend steel with her bare hands.  Didn’t happen.  But I’m pretty sure that given the right cape and accessories, I could still rule the world.

In search of the elusive cape

And speaking of accessories, crutches always make an outstanding fashion statement for any occasion.  Even meeting the man of your dreams.  More about that on Sunday.

Gratitude Adjustment

There’s been a lot written on the power of gratitude.  And to be honest, it’s easy for me to overlook what’s right under my nose to be thankful for, particularly when I’m too busy being bitchy about having to do the day-to-day things that I find so very dull.  So over the next few months, I’m giving myself a gratitude wake-up call.  A gratitude adjustment, if you will.

Most of us who live in this country are used to having what we want, when we want it.  Like life is some big Burger King, Have It Your Way, kind of experience.  But imagine, for a moment, if some of the little things you do over the course of your week weren’t quite as simple.  Would you change your tune?

I did.  Because of this:

Because living in a third world country as a Peace Corps Volunteer changes your perspective.  Forever.

So now when I complain about having to do the laundry in my fully functional, yet not front loading (tis a pity) matching washer and dryer with no effort beyond throwing in a little soap powder and a load of clothes, I try very hard to remember having to use this:

To do this:

Doing laundry in Samoa was an affair that had to start early in the morning and only on the sunniest of days.  Clothes were ceremoniously churned and wrung out BY HAND (which had the added benefit of being a killer arm workout).  They were then rinsed in cold water, mainly because we DIDN’T HAVE HOT WATER and then wrung out by hand AGAIN.  Then you carried the heavy, wet load of laundry to the clothesline where you hung them for the entire day, praying that it wouldn’t rain, because then you’d have to start the wringing out all over again.  If you were really lucky, the towels would dry so you wouldn’t smell like moldy, wet towel after your COLD SHOWER.

So this helps me remember that doing the laundry in my comfortable home isn’t all that bad.  Most of the time.

Update on Saturday, February 6, 2010 at 08:33AM by Registered CommenterDenise

My sincere apologies for the tiny photographs, particularly the old Peace Corps ad that for some odd reason I saved.  I have been working to learn the photo editing but clearly I’m not doing that great of a job at it. 

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