For the past week now, as I'm psychologically preparing for the op, my hip has been letting me know that it to is not a happy bunny. It has been more than usually twitchy at night as I'm laying in bed. Not the usual 'Ah... Sorry Mate - got to move again' twitch - this is more of a 'You don't think you can get rid of me that easily do you?' sort of twitch.
In fact I think that twitch is no longer a reasonable word to use when describing my right legs nocturnal movements. Hmmm... How about 'flip' or' jump' or 'jerk'? Anyway I digress...
Walking into work this morning my fellow traveller and colleague kindly informed me that I was listing to one side rather more than usual; a fact that hadn't entirely escaped my attention owing to the fact that every time I put my weight onto the right leg it flatly refused to co-operate and informed me so by sticking a red hot ten inch blade into my hip! It's a very expressive hip!
Of course I know that for a while after the op I wont be allowed to cross my legs so to spite me the only position I can sit in now that isn't painful is... yes you guessed... with my legs crossed!
Do you think it knows?
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