Athleisure: Flared Pants and a Bad Knee

To personalize my bomber, I bought my initials at a local craft store. Easy peasy DIY just the way I like ’em!

I’m an optimist. I tend toward happy. If I think I am I am. I’ve been studying the Law of Attraction wherein what I think is what will become; therefore I’m still promoting positive vibes. My maiden name, Freuen, is a German reflexive very meaning “to be happy.” Yes, happiness is not only in my name, but in my very being to be a happy go lucky person. I giggle and laugh, goof around, and definitely prefer to smile over anything else (in fact, as I write this the waitress just called me a joker!). I like to have fun–almost to a fault.

This personal background may hope to explain why my physical ailments have me so bewildered. I just can’t really believe it, but it’s the truth of the matter. I had my hip replaced in August of ’16. Just when this brand new Pinky was starting to feel remarkable, my left knee started acting up. Granted, the ACL tore that I experienced in my youth was repaired in 1995; that means my ACL graft was about 27 years old and has had two other clean out arthroscopic surgeries. My left knee has been through the ringer to say the least. In January of this year when I found out that I no longer had an ACL, I was not surprised: it has completely worn out, so that my left knee is now ACL-less as well as fully and completely overgrown with arthritis–not too mentions very, very painful.

The doctor has done what he could with all sorts of different injections. Ultimately I’m left with a decision: when do I want to get my knee replaced? Do I maintain where I’m at now with a ton of painkillers and anti-inflammatories every time I walk just a little too much. Or, do I bite the bullet and get the rotten bugger out of me. That’s the decision that’s ahead of me right now. Most likely, I will opt for the knee replacement. You can imagine I don’t like being told to limit the amount of walking I do. Heck, my job is filled with walking up and down a library floor; if I can’t do that, well, I can’t very well work! Also, if I can’t go out shopping for a two hour jaunt, you might as well shoot me now. And more importantly, I want to go do things with my family. As it is right now, I cannot. They go on the walks and hikes, and I stay behind waiting for their return. This is in no way how I want to live right now. For an individual who is too good at living in the NOW, I’m being tested once again by a failing body.

My spirits (miraculously) remain high. Luckily with the help of depression medication (that I’m not afraid to admit) I have not experienced depression like I did a year ago from my hip pain. My mental wellness remains healthy, thank God, and my spirits remain high; I’m still laughing and having fun. But once again, I have a very big decision ahead of me: when do I replace my left knee? I think I’m probably opting for the sooner, the better! Let me deal with the stages that accompany me at 65 years of age when I’m 65 years old. For now, I’m 45 years old, and I have a very, very sick left knee beyond any repair a doc can do.

What are your thoughts? I’d actually really appreciate any advice or items I might not be considering….

*This post has been linked to Not Dressed As Lamb’s #iwillwearwhatilike.

Meet Pinky, My New (and very improved) Hip!

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This Friday will mark 8 weeks with my new hip. I’m pretty much at a loss of words. I will be so bold as to say my new hip is miraculous. It’s been so long since I’ve been able to walk normally, that to be 8 weeks post a hip replacement and walking without crutches, without a limp, well it is astounding to me. How can this be? To say I am elated would be an understatement. Yes, I am young at 44 to have an artificial hip, but wow, this one already works so much better than the one I was struggling with for far too long. I still have a long way to go. I need to build up the muscles in my legs and around the hip to stabilize this new joint. But, I can walk again, like actually walk. I can take a stroll with my family, and I can even foresee maybe going on a hike with them at some point. That was one of the main goals for replacing the arthritic one–to just be able to walk normally again, and I can. I have even started to go on walks for exercise–as shown from these happy pictures here. Oh! It feels so good!! And this is only 8 weeks post op. Yes, I will remain the steady tortoise in this race–I mean recovery, but already I am so, so, so very happy with my new hip. Pinky (that’s how I lovingly refer to it), you’re a winner, and I’m pretty happy with you. You can stay!

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It has been a really long time since I bought exercise gear–like forever. I still have the original–but perhaps now out of style–Lulu Lemon boot cut, yoga pant. I splurged on those pants and the black Lulu Lemon hoodie back in 2009. With Pinky causing a smile and a desire to get out and walk, I treated myself to some new workout clothes. Yes, these are not the ever-so-standard black version; rather I’m thinking of sunset days in San Diego where the palm trees streak all the promenades. Leggings, fun, overly bright ones, are having a moment, so I’m going to celebrate walking with the whimsical variety. Oh, I got this sports bra too, and it is surprisingly very supportive for my 36Ds! (Just get a size large.)

*Thanks for capturing these pictures I’m a Norbyah–even though I’m in leggings!

Don’t Be Blue!

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“Don’t be blue!” I say! And Francis too. Francis is this cute little guy I met at my neighborhood court. He let me borrow his toy ball which gave me the chance to pretend a little bit. I think I get props in this post for my ability to act like I’m playing ball. Due to hip complications, it’s all a pose!

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Don’t be blue! That’s what I am mentally trying to do. Generally, I am a very happy person–I consider myself to be happy-go-lucky. Sure I experience stress, and I definitely wear my emotions on my sleeve, or so I’m told. Running a high school library, I have a very front facing job where I serve a close community all day long. I mingle amongst the students and talk to the adults passing through. Upon all appearances, and on this blog for that matter, I appear happy. Most all of us have an ability to present a happy face. But, what about when something brings us terribly down? Don’t be blue? Just like that? Sometimes it’s not so easy, but we have to try. Just recently I wrote about going with what works–a post that basically states all the things that make me happy.

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Material items can only bring so much happiness. I can’t claim to have a solution for those times when I’m feeling down because of the chronic pain I am experiencing in my right hip continues. Even after my first surgery back in late August, it’s hard to be “happy” when I’m constantly in pain. My first hip doctor told me to “push through” the pain. While since then, I’ve received a second opinion because I can only handle so much pain, I am starting to find a different meaning for “pushing through.” There are a few things I need to do….

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Pushing through might mean I need to continue to be my happy self. It’s my nature, so I must continue with this attitude I have toward life. Second, I need to find beauty, love, happiness, all the things that make life wonderful, and celebrate it. Take this cute little boy who was so determined to strike his own pose. He made me happy, so while the athletic shots in these pictures are fake, the smiles are most definitely not. Finally, something I have started to do recently to help me remain happy is rely on others. I’m fiercely independent, so it’s hard for me to ask for help or to share what’s really going on with me. Therefore I’ve started to reach out and seek support–take for example this very honest and rather exposing blog post. I don’t normally share anything this negative or personal here on Kremb de la Kremb. Wow. Feels good. I’m not usually this honest. But, I am pushing through. Don’t be blue. I’ve definitely got myself a new mantra.

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If you are daring enough to share, what have you done to get you through your blues? Do you have any wisdom to share with me as I work through pain management?

PS: The Outfit Details

For those who are interested I’ll tell you a little bit of what I’m wearing….

  • Of course you can probably guess where the shirt and skirt are from–yes, Forever 41. Op, I did it again; I mean Forever 21.
  • My sunglasses are from Topshop. They’re the pair that haunted my thoughts when I didn’t buy them the first time around. It wasn’t until another branch opened that I was able to get them. The moment I saw them, I did NOT hesitate!
  • Anytime I go to Forever 21 in Causeway Bay, I also stop and see my jewellery guy Ben in Jardine’s Bazaar. He’s the fourth stall on the left. He has the best costume jewellery–like these statement earrings.
  • I think my new Reebok tennies could use their own post. Oh, the story behind getting these sneakers. Let’s just say it wasn’t easy! So I’ll save the style story for another post!