A Hippie's journey through health, beauty and spirituality
Covid -19 ~ Week Ninety Three
Holey Moley the day nearly passed me by!! It’s been 3 while years since I had my first replacement. I can’t actually believe that.
Old post is Here it’s good to read back over things, and realise it wasn’t all plain sailing.
The last year of this hip I can hand on heart say it’s barely made me notice it. Only occasionally has it given me the old golf ball feeling after I’ve seriously over done the exercise. I can’t wait to be in this position with this second hip.
Feels a long way off to be able to think of the second hip like this one, but a girl can dream. And you never know, dreams can come true.
I’m starting to feel where and when the limitations appear in the hip, which means I’m also improving, not in traditional physio, which is still unbelievably difficult, but in walking.
I changed my shoe lift to a soft barely there one, and the lurch and rocking between the two heights was far more pronounced than previously, but at least it didn’t ache my foot arch.
I did my first hike as a double hippie and posted it Here and though I was broken for days (nearly a week) afterwards, barely moving for pain. The wonders it did on my mind was unreal. So clearly I am keen to build upon that.
My actual physio appointment is next week, so this week we decided to try a hike again. Lower and more flat and stable paths, as I hadn’t truly healed perfectly. But slapping on as much ibuprofen gel my leg could handle, taking my 3 tramadol and 6 paracetamol (throughout the day) we wrapped up and headed out.
This time the temperature was a lot lower, and this proved to be the bigger issue in the hips. As I barely have feeling skinwise around both hips, I didn’t realise how cold they had got. It was -4° and they were stiff. Had to sit down far more times this hike, but that was enjoyable.
I find some movements it’s a good job I have my Mr Moon, as he has to manually lift the leg, or move the foot as I simply don’t have the strength to do it myself, or my brain signals aren’t going through. It’s a bit frustrating but at least it’s something I can forward onto the physio or surgeon in the next 2 weeks.
Getting home we spoiled ourselves with a mixed meat kebab, chips and salad. And a hot water bottle, as those hips took the rest of the night to warm up. They were painfully cold.
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Christmas on the Island (DI Liam O’Reilly mysteries Book 6)
CHRISTMAS: The silly season. Or, the suicide season?
A string of suicides on the island arouses Detective Liam O’Reilly’s suspicions. He understands that the suicide rate tends to increase during the festive season, but the ways in which these people have chosen to end their lives doesn’t feel right.
As O’Reilly and his team dig deeper they soon learn there is much more to these apparent suicides than they initially thought and O’Reilly realises there is a seriously damaged mind on the loose.
Dubbed the suicide killer by the press, this madman will stop at nothing to get his depraved message across and O’Reilly is the only one who can put an end to his killing spree.
This festive season is one the Irish detective will never forget.
BOOKS BY STEWART GILES
DS JASON SMITH SERIES Book 0.5-Phobia Book 1-Smith Book 2-Boomerang Book 3-Ladybird Book 4-Occam’s Razor Book 5-Harlequin Book 6-Selene Book 7-Horsemen Book 8-Unworthy Book 9 – Venom Book 10 – Severed Book 11 – Demons Book 12 – Deadeye Book 13 – Motive Book 14 – Australia Book 15 – Wishbone
DI O’REILLY MYSTERIES Book 1 – Blood on the Island Book 2 – Lies on the Island Book 3 – Fear on the Island Book 4 – Malice on the Island Book 5 – Revenge on the Island Book 6 – Christmas on the Island
DC HARRIET TAYLOR SERIES Book 1-The Beekeeper Book 2-The Perfect Murder Book 3-The Backpacker Trotterdown a box set of DC Harriet Taylor books 1-3
DS JASON SMITH &DC HARRIET TAYLOR SERIES Book 1 – The Enigma Book 2 – Dropzone Book 3 – The Raven Girl Trilogy: The DS Smith & Harriet Taylor box set
THE MIRANDA TRILOGY (psychological thrillers) Miranda Mistress Medusa
STANDALONE HORROR The Divide
Stewart Giles – Author Bio
After reading English at 3 Universities and graduating from none of them, I set off travelling around the world with my wife, Ann, finally settling in South Africa, where we still live.
In 2014 Ann dropped a rather large speaker on my head and I came up with the idea for a detective series. DS Jason Smith was born. Smith, the first in the series was finished a few months later.
3 years and 8 DS Smith books later, Joffe Books wondered if I would be interested in working with them. As a self-published author, I agreed. However, we decided on a new series – the DC Harriet Taylor: Cornwall series.
The Beekeeper was published and soon hit the number one spot in Australia. The second in the series, The Perfect Murder did just as well.
I continued to self-publish the Smith series and Unworthy hit the shelves in 2018 with amazing results. I therefore made the decision to self-publish The Backpacker which is book 3 in the Detective Harriet Taylor series which was published in July 2018.
After The Backpacker I had an idea for a totally new start to a series – a collaboration between the Smith and Harriet thrillers and The Enigma was born. It brought together the broody, enigmatic Jason Smith and the more level-headed Harriet Taylor.
The Miranda trilogy is something totally different. A psychological thriller trilogy. It is a real departure from anything else I’ve written before.
The Detective Jason Smith series continues to grow with book 16 recently published. The first 5 books in the Detective Liam O’Reilly series are now available.
My Review it’s no secret that I adore Stewart Giles’ books, I’ve loved the characters and fully invested myself in their backstories, almost as if they are real. They have entertained, and put me on a roller coaster of a ride since I started reading these books.
What a way to start the happy season, the season of joy with 3 deaths, and are they what they seem?? Rugged and dogeared O’REILLY seems to be the only one that sees between the lines.
Can he piece everything together and put a stop to the senseless deaths. Will Christmas be back to being happy and joyful once more?
I can’t believe he’s done it again, he has dragged me from a depressive state in a tough festive period and distracted me, perfectly. This was exactly what I needed. Grab a blanket, hot water bottle and a coffee, settle down and I swear to you, time flies and you are transported into a whole different world for a while.
Health sucks, and none more so than having EDS as it’s making most of my body fail, most know about my hips, and now hands. But teeth is a huge issue too.
I’ve recently been having weekly dentist appointments, all working towards some partial dentures.
Having such a weak jaw and weak teeth due to Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, the only way to achieve a decent jawlife and to save remaining teeth is to have dentures.
But I’m struggling, they feel too bulky and I often gag. Haven’t eaten anything successfully in them yet, but just about managed a drink or two. I’ve managed to wear them for about 6 hours, before I just have to get them out. But I guess keep doing it daily and build up on time, as the first time 8 could barely manage an hour.
But I am going to try and stick with it, even though they make me want to cry, scream in frustration and just give up.
Here to mark my first true hike being a double hippie. We’d done some short walks, but nothing that involved the technical terrain like the Peak District.
Opting for a old haunt, and favourite place to walk (no river walks allowed as weather has swelled them too much) So off to Ramshaw Rocks.
We set off in gloomy foggy weather, but as we progressed into the clouds lifting, and revealing some glorious blue skies.
Some of the walk I needed to take bigger strides to avoid streams, and boggy water. Or scrambled to climb to rocks. I really put the hips to the test. I took 3 tramadol and 6 paracetamol over the entire day and night. I used a hard insole to 1cm to help leg. And used a walking pole for stability.
It wasn’t a long walk by normal standards, but HUGE for me, and it did take nearly 5 hours. But I am overjoyed with this victory. First time in 20 weeks I’ve felt such an accomplishment. I am in such pain now (home and resting with hot water bottles) but it was so worth it. Especially for the mind.
There so long we almost saw a full sunset, only fear of it being too dark to come down, made me leave earlier. I did suffer a lot of knee pain in operated leg, swelling at top of thigh (but I seem to get this at home too, whenever I lift leg) and lower back pain. All expected pains to be honest, though the level of knee pain took me by surprise.
The next day (New Year’s Day) I simply could not move or get dressed 😜 my body is so so broken. Already mentally planning the next one.
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