After rather persistent bothering of Dr. Kocher's surgical coordinator, I've learned that I'm next in line for a hip scope and that "he has a ton of hips on his schedule". Not entirely sure what that means, but I'm assuming it means I've got decent odds at getting in for my surprise surgery soon. I started out, on July 7th, as #4 on his waiting list for a 1.5 hour time slot in the OR. I'm not entirely sure if that means I was also #4 for a hip scope or what. At any rate, my fingers are crossed.
I've been barely sleeping at night this past week--the hip has taken a sharp turn for the worse. Until this week, I was doing grand plies and grand allegro anyways, just because they didn't make things too much worse. Well, I quit the grand plies this week and only did grand allegro once. What I hate more than anything is having to sit out grand allegro--definitely one of my favorite parts of class just because I can really move and eat up the space. Something just always feels so good and dancey about it. I can't wait until I don't have to think twice about doing a combination again--until the day that I don't have to wonder about how much worse doing something is going to make my hips hurt.
I did take class on Tuesday, with Emily, the teacher I hadn't seen in years. It ended up being a pretty easy class and, at only an hour and a half long, it felt like nothing compared to Mary's 4+ hour classes. Don't get me wrong, I love Mary's classes so much and this class only made me appreciate how much her classes have helped me to grow, but there's something to be said about not having to think about the combination before doing it and feeling comfortable enough with the movement to just totally throw yourself into it and DANCE. But oh, class on Wednesday was down right dreadful. I haven't had such an off class since the modern class during the dance major review in February (and that time I at least had an excuse, though it couldn't have been at a worse time to have a HORRIBLE class--it was my 3rd modern class after four months off...haha, good one).
Oh yes, and good old Mr. Psoas Tendonitis is paying the right hip a visit. He's quite the unwelcome guest. I'm sure it's all compensation related--another reason why I can't wait for all this to be over!
Friday, July 18, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
On the subject of pet peeves and other things
Things that bother me, and why:
1. Small yappy dogs. Not sure why but I've never really been a fan. Cute when they belong to someone else but not when they're yours.
2. Small cars. This is a new dislike of mine--I finally put my finger on it today whilst spending 8 hours in a rental car to bring my littlest brother to camp. For one, I like to ride with my feet up on the dashboard--lets me stretch out my legs--in a small car, this is rather uncomfortable as the windshield is far too close and the dashboard far too high in comparison to the seat. Yes, I'm dancer and am quite flexible but it kind of defeats the purpose of being able to stretch out your legs when your knees are nearing your nose. Additionally, I've found that my feet just love to get tangled among themselves whilst trying to get out of the very low to the ground seat. I nearly killed myself in parking lots trying to get out of the car several times today. And, with my grandma hips and being at least 5'9'', I appreciate the extra leg room that a minivan or other similarly unfortunate vehicle affords.
3. Gel deodorant. I mean really? Am I supposed to wait until it dries before I put my shirt on? If you don't, isn't that like having pre-sweaty pits?
4. Non-jersey sheets. As an active sleeper, I need the extra friction. Not only does it help stop my sheets from tying themselves into knots, it also helps keep me in bed.
Anyways...spent today driving out to Western MA and back to leave the littlest bro at camp (littler bro is already there working). So I'm an only child for two weeks! woohoo!? I definitely plan on taking full advantage and livin' it up. I've already switched up the Netflix big time! And I had the whole weekend off from work--and no phonecalls at 6am asking if I could come in, it has been pretty nice. But I will be getting a nice big fat paycheck come Friday...that'll be nice.
Back to the grind (no pun intended...) tomorrow. Just working 3-6 though. Almost not worth the gas it'll take to get there--that only gets me $24+tips but -taxes. Definitely the sucky part about working a lame minimum wage job. Oh how I miss the sweetness of my job last summer! Then ballet class from 6:30-10 or so, assuming the hip will cooperate that long. Also planning on giving Kocher's office a ringy-dingy tomorrow to see if I've moved at all on the waiting list. I JUST WANT SURGERY DATE DARN IT!! The night before the surg, I'm totally planning on doing everything I'm not supposed to...like grand plies, grand battements, things over 45 degrees, passe/retire, using full turnout, and doing a full grand allegro--i'm such a bamf. haha. Considering I'm still struggling on remember which is my good leg and which is my bad (it's a challenge considering that right was bad for the past two years but now it's dear old lefty), I probably already do at least half those things without even realizing it until I get the dreaded pinch of death. I swear there's gotta be a leprechaun in there with a little dagger just stabbing me...f-ing leprechauns...
Really excited for Tuesday though--planning on taking class with a teacher I haven't seen in over 3 years. She hasn't seen me since the week before I injured myself. I can't believe it's been that long!
1. Small yappy dogs. Not sure why but I've never really been a fan. Cute when they belong to someone else but not when they're yours.
2. Small cars. This is a new dislike of mine--I finally put my finger on it today whilst spending 8 hours in a rental car to bring my littlest brother to camp. For one, I like to ride with my feet up on the dashboard--lets me stretch out my legs--in a small car, this is rather uncomfortable as the windshield is far too close and the dashboard far too high in comparison to the seat. Yes, I'm dancer and am quite flexible but it kind of defeats the purpose of being able to stretch out your legs when your knees are nearing your nose. Additionally, I've found that my feet just love to get tangled among themselves whilst trying to get out of the very low to the ground seat. I nearly killed myself in parking lots trying to get out of the car several times today. And, with my grandma hips and being at least 5'9'', I appreciate the extra leg room that a minivan or other similarly unfortunate vehicle affords.
3. Gel deodorant. I mean really? Am I supposed to wait until it dries before I put my shirt on? If you don't, isn't that like having pre-sweaty pits?
4. Non-jersey sheets. As an active sleeper, I need the extra friction. Not only does it help stop my sheets from tying themselves into knots, it also helps keep me in bed.
Anyways...spent today driving out to Western MA and back to leave the littlest bro at camp (littler bro is already there working). So I'm an only child for two weeks! woohoo!? I definitely plan on taking full advantage and livin' it up. I've already switched up the Netflix big time! And I had the whole weekend off from work--and no phonecalls at 6am asking if I could come in, it has been pretty nice. But I will be getting a nice big fat paycheck come Friday...that'll be nice.
Back to the grind (no pun intended...) tomorrow. Just working 3-6 though. Almost not worth the gas it'll take to get there--that only gets me $24+tips but -taxes. Definitely the sucky part about working a lame minimum wage job. Oh how I miss the sweetness of my job last summer! Then ballet class from 6:30-10 or so, assuming the hip will cooperate that long. Also planning on giving Kocher's office a ringy-dingy tomorrow to see if I've moved at all on the waiting list. I JUST WANT SURGERY DATE DARN IT!! The night before the surg, I'm totally planning on doing everything I'm not supposed to...like grand plies, grand battements, things over 45 degrees, passe/retire, using full turnout, and doing a full grand allegro--i'm such a bamf. haha. Considering I'm still struggling on remember which is my good leg and which is my bad (it's a challenge considering that right was bad for the past two years but now it's dear old lefty), I probably already do at least half those things without even realizing it until I get the dreaded pinch of death. I swear there's gotta be a leprechaun in there with a little dagger just stabbing me...f-ing leprechauns...
Really excited for Tuesday though--planning on taking class with a teacher I haven't seen in over 3 years. She hasn't seen me since the week before I injured myself. I can't believe it's been that long!
Saturday, July 12, 2008
So, let's check in...
It's now July, I last updated this puppy back in March. As we can see, I'm pretty on top of things...NOT!
I'm currently in the process of re-crafting my schedule for the fall. What I thought was going to be an ideal schedule of lots of dance classes + cell bio + organic chem has been foiled by a hip surgery. That seems to be the trend with alot of my plans--a hip surgery always gets thrown into the mix and then the plans don't work out so well anymore! So now I'm dealing with a bit of a scheduling nightmare.
So yea, about that hip surgery. After two MRIs, one failed arthrogram (and one successful arthrogram...nothing like a big-ass needle being dug around in your hip on two separate occasions within two weeks of each other to make you just love life!), and two months of 3x weekly PT at 8 in the morning, I saw Dr. Kocher who agreed with everyone else (me, my PTs, the resident that was in the room, and my ballet teachers)--as a dancer, I need the surgery done if I ever want to get back the hope of having any sort of career in dance. He said that were I a "normal person," he'd probably want to wait on the surgery a bit longer and see if more PT might bring about more success. So here we go--hip surgery round 3!!! It's at this point that I feel the need to point out (again) that I'm only 19--I'm nobody's grandma.
At any rate, surgery's scheduled for September 2nd. Absolutely fabulous timing--I'm supposed to move back to Baltimore on the 1st. haha. I'm on his waiting list and, as of last Monday, I was #4--they're promising me that I'll get in before I have to go back to school. We shall see. It's kind of like flying standby--you know it'll happen, you just don't know when. So I'm calling it my "Surprise! You're having surgery!" hip surgery. Nothing like finding out a day or two beforehand that your going to be on crutches for a month and cripple for 3. It's kind of just my style though; I love flying by the seat of my pants!
My current place of employment (Dunkin Donuts...don't wanna talk about it) of course, knows nothing. They can't fire me about it, but they sure as hell can cut back my hours since I could find out at any moment that I'm having surgery tomorrow and then won't be able to work. Personally, this is a total plus to having surgery the surprise style--the stress of having to give two weeks notice is totally out the window! And I get to quit my job earlier than I intended! woohoo! The job is not without it's perks though--the free coffee is quit nice. As is the little promotion they've got going on right now--the one where you peel the stickers off the cups and win shit. Yea. It's nice, but it ain't gonna be missed!
I'm going to try and make a bit more of an effort to update this thing. Chronicling my life leading up to and following my third hipscope and the never ending thrills of college life. haha.
I'm currently in the process of re-crafting my schedule for the fall. What I thought was going to be an ideal schedule of lots of dance classes + cell bio + organic chem has been foiled by a hip surgery. That seems to be the trend with alot of my plans--a hip surgery always gets thrown into the mix and then the plans don't work out so well anymore! So now I'm dealing with a bit of a scheduling nightmare.
So yea, about that hip surgery. After two MRIs, one failed arthrogram (and one successful arthrogram...nothing like a big-ass needle being dug around in your hip on two separate occasions within two weeks of each other to make you just love life!), and two months of 3x weekly PT at 8 in the morning, I saw Dr. Kocher who agreed with everyone else (me, my PTs, the resident that was in the room, and my ballet teachers)--as a dancer, I need the surgery done if I ever want to get back the hope of having any sort of career in dance. He said that were I a "normal person," he'd probably want to wait on the surgery a bit longer and see if more PT might bring about more success. So here we go--hip surgery round 3!!! It's at this point that I feel the need to point out (again) that I'm only 19--I'm nobody's grandma.
At any rate, surgery's scheduled for September 2nd. Absolutely fabulous timing--I'm supposed to move back to Baltimore on the 1st. haha. I'm on his waiting list and, as of last Monday, I was #4--they're promising me that I'll get in before I have to go back to school. We shall see. It's kind of like flying standby--you know it'll happen, you just don't know when. So I'm calling it my "Surprise! You're having surgery!" hip surgery. Nothing like finding out a day or two beforehand that your going to be on crutches for a month and cripple for 3. It's kind of just my style though; I love flying by the seat of my pants!
My current place of employment (Dunkin Donuts...don't wanna talk about it) of course, knows nothing. They can't fire me about it, but they sure as hell can cut back my hours since I could find out at any moment that I'm having surgery tomorrow and then won't be able to work. Personally, this is a total plus to having surgery the surprise style--the stress of having to give two weeks notice is totally out the window! And I get to quit my job earlier than I intended! woohoo! The job is not without it's perks though--the free coffee is quit nice. As is the little promotion they've got going on right now--the one where you peel the stickers off the cups and win shit. Yea. It's nice, but it ain't gonna be missed!
I'm going to try and make a bit more of an effort to update this thing. Chronicling my life leading up to and following my third hipscope and the never ending thrills of college life. haha.
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