21 random things and the first entry
1. I am hungry. a lot, and right now.
2. I love dancing.
3. I keep meaning to start a blog about my knee injury but haven’t yet.
4. I love to swim. I am part dolphin. I used to teach aquafitness. Now
I sometimes take a class and I get the biggest grin going on.
5. basil, coriander, and lavendar make the upper back part of my head
tingle when I smell them. Also my ears are very sensative. and
cleaning them with q-tips way inside like you aren’t supposed to is
one of my favourite feelings.
6. how are random things not like confessionals? is it too much to
talk about ear-gasms on this list? I also like magnolia trees and
cherry blossoms.
7. i went through a phase where i hated pink. from grade 10 to about
three years ago. now most of what i wear and accessorize with is pink.
All shades. At first it was hot pink, but now it has spread to pretty
much all the shades. And turquoise. It’s kind of like I’m in grade 9
again.
8. I had six toes on each foot when I was born. They were removed when
I was nine months old. It’s funny now that I know some people who are
nine months old. It’s hard to imagine doing any kind of elective
surgery on such lovely little ones. I think more toes would make their
already extremely cute toes that much cuter.
9. Now that I’m in love, it’s hard to imagine how into Michael Franti
I was three years ago. I think that there must have been something
(like love) missing in my life that made my near teenage girl level
obsession with him necessary. Thank you Aviva for sticking that out
with me.
10. I really like texture, and touching things. And smelling things.
11. I just bought Outliers. I am super excited to read it.
12. I wish I would get out to more live performance and art of all
kinds. Since my knee surgery, and sometimes even before, my energy
level kind of dwindles in the winter to make it hard to get to all the
things I’m interested in.
13. I wish I was a better singer. I lost my voice today after yelling
during a bouffon exercise.
14. My spelling capabilities seem to decrease in direct relationship
to how much typing I do.
15. twenty five things seems like a lot. what does that say about me?
I feel tired. maybe the toast wasn’t enough. maybe I need to hang
upside down.
16. i love blank notebooks. each is filled with possibility, just like
new years day. or is it eve. eve is filled with anticipation. day is
my birthday. kind of too busy to figure out how i will be better from
there on in. i do think about it but not in the meditate on a
mountaintop kind of way.
17. chocolate desserts are my favourite. it’s kind of funny about how
people often say “are my whatever?” instead of “am i whatever?”. is
that right?
18. I think this is the beginning of my blog.
19. I’ve had a cold for three weeks now. I am so sick of snot coming
out of my nose.
20. I love shoes. I can’t wear most interesting shoes, especially the
ones with heels because I have special needs feet.
21. 21 to 25 are going to be part of my blog…read on.
surgery. actually things are looking up. I did 25 minutes on the
eliptical machine at the gym the other day and for the first time in
this healing process the next day was a step forward not a step back.
The next thing is to find a way for my TFL to stop firing when my
Glute Med should be. I know, this is a lot of anatomical talk.
I should say I had ACL reconstruction surgery in October, three months
after the big dance accident. Only there are no accidents. There are
only responses to ideas that have to processed one way or another. So,
I wasn’t sure I wanted to be in that rehearsal that day. And since I
didn’t use my brain to speak and get out of it, my body did it for me.
Or that’s one way of looking at it.
Another is that it was just a slippery patch of floor. Except that I
know something was off. It wasn’t just fluke. I was up in a left and I
looked down to come down and I was further from the ground than I
thought. I was already on the way down. My body must have done
something. Bodies always do something to organize themselves in light
of whatever information they have. Like when I was in this crazy car
accident a few years ago. As I saw the collision coming, in slow
motion I might add, I put my hand up to my face and turned away. This
caused some interesting torque for the chiropractor, physio and
massage therapists to deal with. If I hadn’t turned the damage might
have been more equally distributed. Who knows. I have a funny hip that
likes to pop forward more that it should. It’s because I was the
passenger but instinctively pressed my brake foot into the floor as we
were sliding towards the side of the back wheels of the dump truck.
The dump truck didn’t even feel us hit it, yet it totalled the car.
Crazy.
Right, so for this accident or moment of incedent and injury I must
have done something and whatever it was that I did, like tense my body
or pull up so I didn’t fall as fast or something, caused the side of
my foot to touch the floor first, while my body was still spinning
down through space. And the side of that foot that touched first,
instead of the bottom of my foot, hit a slippery patch of floor when
it touched and my foot went sliding away from me as the rest of my
body was still coming down through space and so I landed on the inside
of my knee instead of on two feet.
No one heard the pop sound. Maybe it’s because I was already
screaming. I only screamed once, and then whimpered and tried to
breathe my knee back into place. It swelled up to the size of a
volleyball pretty quickly. I couldn’t put any weight on it. After
putting ice on it and calling my boyfriend to come and pick me up we
called to make an appointment with a physiotherapist. It’s funny. Most
people I think would have gone to the nearest emergency room at that
moment. If I thought I’d broken bones I would have. But being a dancer and having a sister who has done in her ACL twice I think I was
