#HAWMC Day 9 – Ideal Place

Today is Day 9 of #HAWMC (WEGO’s Health Activist Writers Monthly Challenge).  The prompt today is:

Happy Hump Day! No denying life can get hectic, but let’s take a mid-week break to fantasize our ideal day! Would you go somewhere? Who would you spend it with? Have you had this day? If not – how could you make it happen?

 

There would be a lot of steps to creating my 100% ideal day.  Any one part alone would be a pretty darn good day, but put them all together and I’d have the day to end all days.

Wait!  There are 2 different kind of days that I dream about. Both require the same beginning requirements:

First I’d wake up with no pain, then I’d notice that my head did not feel the slightest bit off balance.  After I got over the initial shock of this, I’d dance around the room a bit, doing a pirouette for the first time in years.   Suddenly I could hear better with my cochlear implants.  I could understand a group of people if I wanted.  I could talk on the phone.  Speaking of which, on my ideal day, I’d call my best friend and talk for an hour or so.  (I’d sneak in a visit, but I only have one day, sorry love.)

Okay right now I’m just marveling at the fact that my head doesn’t hurt.  My head has hurt every day since I was 11 years old.  My neck doesn’t hurt, the degenerative discs have made just holding my head up a challenge some days.  All my aches and pains, gone!  What a day!

Turning my head I don’t have to brace myself because I don’t feel dizzy.  I don’t remember not feeling dizzy.  Suddenly I’m not afraid.  I know I have this day.

This is where my 2 days diverge.

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One day is spent on a beach with my husband, just relaxing, building sand castles, riding bikes, walking, swimming, riding the waves, and drinking tropical drinks.  Heck, just lying there drinking tropical drinks would be a dream.  I’d love to end that day in my husband’s arms making love, without pain.  That would be my ideal day.

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My other ideal day would be spent cleaning my house and cooking.  On my ideal day I would not get tired I’d be able to really clean my house and cook a fantastic meal.  I really miss being able to do these things.  I know it sounds silly.  Why would I want to spend my ideal day scrubbing my house?   It’s something I can’t do now that I really want to do, that’s why.  But I’d end the day the same way I ended the first day.  Making love with my husband, without pain.  Something I haven’t ever done.

Either of those would be ideal days for me.

What would be your ideal day?  Would it be anything like mine?

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Dream Day – HAWMC # 14

Today’s Prompt: My Dream Day. Describe your ideal day. How would you spend your time? Who
would you spend it with? Have you had this day? If not – how could you make it
happen?

My dream days now are much different from they used to be.

Today I take one day at a time.  If I have a good day, I try to make the most of it.

Falls Lake, Durham, NC
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The other day is a good example.  I woke up not feeling the greatest, but I rested, and in the afternoon it was nice and warm and I felt better.  So I asked my husband if we could take a ride that afternoon.  (I’m a very lucky person, my husband works at home and can work flexible hours.)  We decided it would be a nice day to take an afternoon ride with the top off my little yellow VW bug.  (even though I can no longer drive, we decided to keep my car as the family car because it gives me such joy.)  We went for a ride by the lake, and I saw a huge hawk which flew very close to the car.  It was a beautiful sight.  We drove through a little town and had a drink and snack and came home.  I got a bit too hot and we had to put the top up and turn the air on, but it was a lovely afternoon.  I didn’t feel well on the way home, but I hated for our afternoon to end.

Later, after we got home and I rested a bit, I was delighted that I felt better and was able to help with dinner.  Something I so rarely get to do, and I love to cook.  This day I was able to make nearly the entire meal with minimal help.  A good day indeed.

So this was a wonderful day.  A “dream” day.

photo from Hilton Garden Inn, Kitty Hawk, NC

It doesn’t have to be the perfect “dream” day to make me happy.  However, I still dream of going to the beach with my husband, I love the ocean.  Smelling sea air, feeling the ocean breeze and the warmth of the sun on my face, having long walks on the shore, and sitting on a porch reading as the sun disappears over the horizon.  Eating fresh seafood caught straight from the ocean, and return to our place with naughtiness on our minds…  Hopefully, days like that will happen again.  However, if they don’t, we are very determined to live every good day to the fullest.

Who knows on my next good day, it may be a day he has off, and we can actually take a picnic down to that lake, and take a little walk.  It may not be the ocean, but it would be a pretty body of water (and hubby loves the woods more than sand I think.)

I may be having a rough time with things right now, so I think it’s even more important to make sure to acknowledge every good moment, and celebrate every day…no matter if it’s a perfect “dream day” or not.