Blowing Kisses

It is time for me to get up and get moving and yes, I know it’s 10pm.
Lying around and sleeping all night after I’ve been knocked out all day from sedation won’t get me out of here by Fiday will it?
No, now is Super Hillary Training Camp.
I don’t know how many times I’ve breathed a sigh of relief that I was an athelete;and therefore, posess the tenacity and determination to have my body function to a certain capacity in a certain time frame.
Every time I have a setback, it’s training time, with a new goal and a new timeline.
I’m walking around sans any IV pain control. I’m walking and breathing at the same time!
I don’t think I would have gotten up had I not been sucked into watching some cheesy chick movie that has the red-headed woman from Will&Grace in it.

I keep getting stuck on cheesy lines like "The real strength is allowing yourself to be loved" and really feeling them.

I know how hard it has been for me to open up and believe that people truly care and don't have some alterior motive for keeping my company.
It’s the reverse of Pretty Woman where a woman pays a man to be her date.
I’m still stuck on the Julia Roberts Classic myself, but the movie is worth rejoining the real world for.