Throw Away the Crutches

Let’s address the Hip thing…Got new crutches to go to Mexico with me for my first hip operation and used them quite a bit, but I’m still feeling too much pain to think about it!  Flew into Puerto Vallarta on my San Pancho vacation…yea I know…. I do go on a lot of vacations….My brother in-law Steve set it up without us knowing anything about where we were going……Just told us we were going to have a great time in a real nice place…I had dreams of room service, swim up bars (for my Pepsi) big flat screen TV, and a real nice rent-a-car……NOPE….We ended up in a town with dirt streets and ladies cooking chickens on make-shift grills at the corners.  No room service…no fancy restaurants…no fancy rent-a-car…we had to rent a jeep, why….I’ll tell you why….because the road to the place we rented was up a hill of river rocks…and there was no other way to get up there. It was completely impossible to get there on crutches. The first night we stayed there was a spider in our room the size of a small dog and he was walking all over the walls and believe it or not a crab…not a little crab…a big crab… and we were about a half mile from the water….I still can’t figure that one out. I scooted the crab out of my room with a broom, because I didn’t want to kill it… Jane’s mom and dad were staying downstairs from us and in the morning they told us that there was a crab in their room last night and they smashed it!! I just laughed knowing I swept the crab into their direction. I killed the spider that was in our room that night and the next day I told someone in town and they said it was a scorpion eating spider and they are harmless (Huge but harmless) made me feel a little insecure about what might be lurking around my room the next night and made it almost impossible to get to sleep. The next day I thought I needed a break away from my crutches…So I rented a surf board…crutched out to the water dropped the crutches and got out in the surf….80 degree water and life was all it could be for about 15 minutes and then I caught a wave….jumped up to my knees and my hip and leg felt like they had been ripped off my body…the most intense pain you could imagine….I just cried and stayed put on my knees until I hit the sand and the board came to a screeching halt….then I rolled and fell over and crawled on my knees to my crutches and left the surfing for the younger crowd. Left Mexico and guess what I got to bring back over the border? Montezuma’s Revenge…yes as bad as it could get