Rehab and Weather Change

I'm not even sure where to begin. Sometimes life just seems to move right along and you have no choice but to go with it; other times life moves slowly and you have a chance to stop and breath. Right now, I am somewhere in the middle.

Hubby and I went to Vegas over Thanksgiving Weekend (Canadian Thanksgiving). We went with some friends of ours. It was really good. It was great to get away and have a holiday with the boys; although, I did miss them terribly. I'd never been to Vegas before. Wow. I can't believe how crazy it is. Where else can you order a beer to go? The lights and the sounds are so much. I wasn't ever sure where to look; I was so worry that I would miss something.

It was odd ordering a virgin drink in party central city. You should have seen some of the looks that I got from the servers. You'd think they've never served a non-alcoholic beverage before. I haven't had anything to drink in a long time. Personal choice of sorts. It's amazing how many times I get asked why I don't drink. I mean why does it matter. Maybe it doesn't agree with my system. For me I worry about the mix with my meds. I also know that I have an addictive personality and that I tend to do things to the extreme. I guess that I hate the feeling of being out of control. Why risk it? Besides anyone who knows me, knows that I don't need alcohol for a good time. I'm pretty good at getting into the moment all on my own. I am certainly and individual. I'm a Leo, not afraid to be the center of attention.

Before going to Vegas I had my usually pre-trip anxiety. I always think the worst will happen. The plan will crash, someone I know at home will get really sick or die, my house will burn down...on and on the thoughts go. I seem to get over it quick enough. Well, once I land safely and my mind becomes so overwhelmed with the sights. I love the thrill of being somewhere else. A chance to wrap myself in new experiences.

The weather has been changing lately. Summer sun has given away to fall winds. My body feels it all. Every joint moans and groans. I'm a better weather person that the meteorologists. I think many people with chronic pain are like that.

I have to weeks left of my rehab program. I'm starting to have anxiety about that as well. You have no idea what it is like to have access to all the experts that you need in one place. To be surrounded by a people who actually listen and care. I never knew that that type of medical care was out there and available. I am worried that once I leave I'll forget all the exercises. I'm worries that I won't make time to do them all. I'm worried that I'll do them wrong. I worry that when I fall again, no one will be there to help me like the clinic has.

I have the strength within me to succeed, the strength to accomplish whatever I put my mind to. All I have to do now is believe.