Casual
Anyone that knows me well will know that I don't do “casual dressing“ well at all. The past 5 weeks have seen a marked shift in my attire and I can't say it's for the better. Not only did I not own shorts or sweats, but the thought of wearing them actually makes me cringe. But a lot changes when you have a 10 inch incision, sawn off bones and a leg that simply hasn't recovered from the trauma of surgery. I must confess I feel very much out of my element in these saggy, poorly fitting clothes. I don't understand how people like them so much but everywhere I look, the general population don these outfits on purpose….
Rather than comfy, I feel smothered and disheveled. It's difficult to look “put together" in T-shirts and sweatpants. To be fair, the line between pajamas and sweats has become blurred and I find myself in danger of becoming a slob…you know, one of those people who couch surf, eating nothing but junk food and not bothering to shower. Thank goodness the sight of myself in the mirror snapped me back to reality before it was too late. A wondering, Walmart weirdo I am not.
As I have had time to ponder the delicate intricacies of my wardrobe, I will be on the lookout for opportunities to upgrade my "casual look”. More bling, less blah is in my not too distant future and if needed, a little tinsel for my walker.
My PT almost fell off her stool yesterday when I mentioned I may just string some lights on the "ol’ girl”.
That leads me to mention the “ equipment" that is standard issue in the long list of items needed for recovery. My house looks like a geriatric crone lives here and various bits and bobs litter every room of my house. The financial outlay has been no mean feat, but these shiny baubles have been invaluable to my daily survival. One might mistake my home for a post surgical supply store….
Thankfully, I believe I have turned a small corner this week and whilst my trendy leather boots are definitely out of the question, there will be room for a blouse and potentially a pair of non-sweat like trousers. I am hopeful. A girl has to keep up appearances even in the most trying of circumstances.