Sometimes what is most sensible isn’t most right.
Now if you were gallivanting every day…..?

Glad you had such a wonderful time, and laughing that your surgeon saw you!

Ask any teenager, sometimes the fun is worth the trouble you’ll get in. Glad to hear that you’re feeling well enough to be rebellious 🙂

It sounds like a fun escape and made all the sweeter by “sneaking around”!

A little bit of law breaking is good for the soul – as you already knew. You’re smart enough to not harm yourself.

Healing comes in many forms. Glad you went, and went “gently”.

So, is that a new pot? What did you buy?

You’re out and about! Meh, the other folks won’t rag on you too much — they know how good it is for your soul to see old friends. So glad Kris was on the prayer wagon, too! Isn’t that interesting, though, that she got the feeling from your cane… God is mysterious!

I asked my doctor if I could go be with my girlfriend for her blood transfusion even though I was on a driving restriction because I had had 6 surgeries in 1 3 weeks prior and I knew I had to be there I to had a pillow on my lap and under my bum.I was glad I went she had a heart attack and we almost lost her and I had the little book of prayers from Joyce Meyers I prayed from for 7 hours and she made it and a couple days later she had the transfusions and had her surgery and she is still in remission from cancer.You met her the first time I met you in person.Sometimes we need to be there for our friends to pray with them and it was probably nice for you to get out of the house as well:)(((((Hugging You))))) Darcy

I’m betting your surgeon’s reprimand will be gentle. I was livid when the Knight drove to a fire call – in a great big tanker! – two days before his six-week check-up after his hip replacement. The surgeon asked, “How’d it do?” and at some point, mentioned that he gives orders for a reason, and that was that.

Such good healing has to be good for you. It seems like you were given a little prompting to go.

Well, at least you had the good sense to say you were tired ahead om time, and to accept the ride to your car.

Fun:
I LOVE HOLLANDAISE

A man goes to his dentist because he feels something wrong in his mouth. The dentist examines him and says, “That new upper plate I put in for you six months ago is eroding. What have you been eating?”

The man replies, “All I can think of is that about four months ago my wife made some asparagus and put some stuff on it that was delicious…Hollandaise sauce. I loved it so much I now put it on everything — meat, toast, fish, vegtables, everything.”

“Well,” says the dentist, “that’s probably the problem. Hollandaise sauce is made with lots of lemon juice, which is highly corrosive. It’s eaten away your upper plate. I’ll make you a new plate, and this time use chrome.” “Why chrome?” asks the patient.

To which the dentist replies, “It’s simple. Everyone knows that there’s no plate like chrome for the Hollandaise!”

A good friend will visit you in jail.
A REALLY good friend will be sitting next to you saying,
“DAMN, that was fun!”

Some things are worth getting busted for — I’m glad it worked out so well! 🙂

i think that getting out and about was good for you!

I can the rush you must have felt when you sat in your car and the beaming smile you gave when you saw them!

Spirit, body and mind all go together. So, by choosing to do something good for your spirit and your soul, it should reflect well on your body, right? I’m sure your surgeon will agree. lol

I, too, am glad you accepted the ride back and went home before you were too tired.

Thank you for sharing such a joyful moment of your life with us! 🙂

Sometimes, a woman’s gotta do what a woman’s gotta do! I had a similar experience a couple of weeks after my 1st C-section, when I decided that I just HAD to get another pack of thank you cards at the local card shop. I took my post op instruction sheet out to the van with me, along with my darling newborn daughter. I did all the moves (looking over my shoulder, etc) that the sheet said I needed to be able to do to drive. I drove over to the store, went inside with the baby, bought my cards, and returned to the van…to find my ob/gyn pulling into the parking spot beside mine. He sighed, but all he said was, “Feeling better, huh?” Seriously busted I was.

BUSTED… such a rebel 😉 Glad to hear your back at it. Sometimes it pays to misbehave a bit.