so…

what’s new?

the surgery went well (so the surgeon said-he was very pleased).  it will be a while before the final results are in – the healing takes a couple of months.  first test will be in a few weeks and then we will know how successful the operation was. 

the whole operation experience (it was an outpatient facility) (and my first ever!) was wierd – someday i will write it up – i remember every minute of it.  luckily i had a sister with me and was glad for i was rather looped afterwards on the sedative and really spaced for the next 24 hours.  the antibiotics KNOCKED me out for the week i had to take them – ugh.  i was a walking zombie and it took several days after the last one to work thru my body for me to feel half normal again.  i dont advise doing what i did – move and then have an operation where you end up sitting half dead on a sofa in an apartment FULL of full boxes stacked everywhere and nothing of your own stuff to comfort you around you.   i was so out of it that i couldnt even watch tv  (even hgtv was annoying). 

and then i couldnt do any lifting or moving heavy objects due to the operation for the next two weeks (one week as a zombie – two to recover).  so forget about much unpacking – i did find a FABULOUS carpenter/handyman and last week he was here four days and we did a lot of work on the apt.  that’s the other frustrating thing about this move and the whole process – it didnt have much storage and only one door (to the bathroom but as it opened into the kitchen and took up the entire space infront of the sink it had to be replaced – we put in a louvred door).  we added five more doors – four louvred and one paneled "real" door (to the music room) and a bunch of shelves and all kinds of things.  it was a great experience -we hit it off very well and had a great time solving all the various problems that came up – and many times we had the same exact idea about a solution or a new idea – it was great fun.

however, its almost TWO months since i moved and i have only the kitchen and bathroom unpacked and setup  (well about 95% for each – kitchen needs anew floor (dont ask) and window treatments and shelves painted and bathroom needs the new door and wall shelves painted and window treatment and curtain under the sink and a new shelf unit over the toilet). 

this apt is reminding me of the first one i had in manhattan in 19xx (ahem) on West 109th street between columbus and amsterdam – and yes it WAS dreadful and scary and we were the only white girls (and southern at that) on the street – i was a very poor arts administrator .  it was in worse shape though than this one.  this one at least is structurally sound – and yes, it has a lot of what i want (the porch, patio, laundry, basement storage, rooms….)- i am just not sure if i will ever see it as a functioning apt and not a storage unit… argh . 

oh well, at least i can eat and bathe and sleep(the loft bed was built and then last week my carpenter and i made some more improvements to it) although half the time i fall asleep exhausted on the sofa.  (i got a raging cold earlier this week which knocked me out for two days).  anyway, i better try to get some sleep and tackle my bedroom today. 

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4 Responses to so…

  1. andrea b.'s avatar andrea b. says:

    So very glad to hear from you, Southern Gal! Sheesh, you really are living through a crazy time. Remember, “It’s a process… It’s a process …”
    Hope your recovery continues on this good track. Maybe you could get that nice guy to bring you an electric hot pot and crock pot? I’m thinking a continuously running hot pot of chamomile tea and an bubbling crock pot of some nice soup or stew might be helpful, 24/7.
    I’ve moved my blog to http://www.vissid-amore.blogspot.com. Having my own health related “fun”. Ha.
    Oh, yeah, “It’s a process … It’s a process..”
    All the best, Andrea

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  2. M. C-'s avatar M. C- says:

    congratulations on the surgery, and best wishes for an easy and quick recovery. i’m glad to see you posting.
    i have to tell you this caught my eye:
    “this apt is reminding me of the first one i had in manhattan in 19xx (ahem) on West 109th street between columbus and amsterdam – and yes it WAS dreadful and scary and we were the only white girls (and southern at that) on the street – i was a very poor arts administrator.”
    My first apartment in Manhattan was also on W109, between CPW and Columbus, in the mid-’90s, when i was a very poor record label lackey. It was pretty scary then too, regardless of race, gender or income level. Were we there at the same time? If so, one thing that might amuse you: months before i moved into #3D, Audra McDonald moved out of #3C. I used to see her mail sitting on top of the mailboxes. Funny, the paths lives take.

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  3. ACB's avatar ACB says:

    Welcome back! Don’t overdo it with trying to unpack; just let your body rest. But for the times you feel up to working, here is my instant “get settled” technique. (I’ve moved countless times, as an Air Force “brat” and on my own!)
    Get the boxes out of the house. Empty them all, and then start putting things away. Seriously, once you can see everything, once it’s not hiding in brown cardboard, you will be so much more motivated to find new homes for everything! It may be chaos for a week or so, but it will ultimately go much faster.
    Rest well, and nest well! Keep us posted…

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  4. Jenn's avatar Jenn says:

    What a rough few months. I second the crockpot idea.

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