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Jan. 23rd, 2008 01:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alonewiththemoonMy white galibeya arrived yesterday, yay! I haven't tried it on yet but it looks like it will fit fine, this style is supposed to be pretty loose so fit doesn't have to be precise. I am going to have to buy undergarments that one can wear under white! Hee. I've also ordered a little round white cap from Safti Craft and a new, not falling apart coin scarf. It may only be in the confines of my living room, but I will live out my being Fifi fantasies!
Actually, I think I'll be wearing all this at Shimmies for a Cure, a benefit for Dana Farber that I'm performing in on March 29 along with many other lovely ladies. I was requested to perform my zar again, and while I really like my black and silver galibeya white is really more appropriate. I have a ten minute slot, though, and I certainly cannot do a ten minute zar so I think I will create a folkloric montage culminating in the zar. I think I wrote about this already. Well, my brain is happy about it, so it keeps repeating itself.
Saw the physical therapist yesterday; he noted that the section of my calf that went dead on me on Sunday was pretty swollen. It's strange that it really doesn't hurt, but he thinks that it's stress from over use and that my thought that it was due to wearing shoes while dancing the previous day/week was probably correct. More ice and elevation for me. My foot itself was stiffer than a hunk of wood but he managed to loosen it up some. The popping I get in that one toe is due to excess fluid in the ball of my foot--when I step on to it, the fluid gets pushed up into the toe--pop!--and when I release the pressure by taking weight off, the fluid rushes back into the ball of the foot--pop! The fluid is just a product of swelling. I did go to dance class last night and was good to my foot for the most part, though it really bothered me mentally not to be able to do everything. Still, I'm finally accepting that I *must* back off a bit if I ever want this to get better. Though I'm not accepting it very graciously, mind you.
The funniest part of the day yesterday was explaining to the PT the mechanics of getting out of a kneeling backbend. It was not something he had ever considered before. I'm edjumacatin' the PT staff!
A pro pro of nothing else in this post, I'm rather enjoying The Sarah Connor Chronicles as solid entertaining sci fi--first episode was rocky, but it's settling in well. I like that the producers are unafraid to talk about morality and physics.
Actually, I think I'll be wearing all this at Shimmies for a Cure, a benefit for Dana Farber that I'm performing in on March 29 along with many other lovely ladies. I was requested to perform my zar again, and while I really like my black and silver galibeya white is really more appropriate. I have a ten minute slot, though, and I certainly cannot do a ten minute zar so I think I will create a folkloric montage culminating in the zar. I think I wrote about this already. Well, my brain is happy about it, so it keeps repeating itself.
Saw the physical therapist yesterday; he noted that the section of my calf that went dead on me on Sunday was pretty swollen. It's strange that it really doesn't hurt, but he thinks that it's stress from over use and that my thought that it was due to wearing shoes while dancing the previous day/week was probably correct. More ice and elevation for me. My foot itself was stiffer than a hunk of wood but he managed to loosen it up some. The popping I get in that one toe is due to excess fluid in the ball of my foot--when I step on to it, the fluid gets pushed up into the toe--pop!--and when I release the pressure by taking weight off, the fluid rushes back into the ball of the foot--pop! The fluid is just a product of swelling. I did go to dance class last night and was good to my foot for the most part, though it really bothered me mentally not to be able to do everything. Still, I'm finally accepting that I *must* back off a bit if I ever want this to get better. Though I'm not accepting it very graciously, mind you.
The funniest part of the day yesterday was explaining to the PT the mechanics of getting out of a kneeling backbend. It was not something he had ever considered before. I'm edjumacatin' the PT staff!
A pro pro of nothing else in this post, I'm rather enjoying The Sarah Connor Chronicles as solid entertaining sci fi--first episode was rocky, but it's settling in well. I like that the producers are unafraid to talk about morality and physics.
