Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Not A Torn Rotator Cuff...But....

I guess the only logical place to go from the graduation party (where you can somewhat see my sling in the second picture I posted) is to go to the next prominent event that happened & continued to happen throughout the summer (and today): Shoulder Issues. 

Back in May, I had written this post talking about how I thought I tore my Rotator Cuff. Well, the good news is that I didn't actually tear my rotator cuff. The bad news is that I tore the labrum posteriorly in my right shoulder. Basically, what this means is I completely tore the ligament that holds my shoulder together and nobody noticed until they sent me for an MRI, SIX WEEKS AFTER PRESCRIBING PT THAT DIDN'T HELP.  Yeah, I'm a little bitter. 

In late June, I had to have complete reconstructive surgery (after being given 24 hours to decide if I wanted the surgery or not) because they needed to fit me into the schedule since I left for Disney in August. I decided to go ahead and do the surgery, which was literally four days later. It was kind of a whirlwind of events, but I'm glad I decided to do it. 

Surgery honestly wasn't that bad. I had been freaking out because it was the first time that I had to have anything like this done (first IV, going under experience, etc.). I put in my headphones and only removed them when I had to. Having the music playing was definitely calming for me. The only awful part was getting the nerve blocker because they couldn't find the right nerves to neutralize. I honestly don't remember much from the time they finally got the nerve blocker in, until I woke up. 

Apparently, the first thing I said when I got out of surgery was "I'm disoriented", which is a total Maria thing to say. But that's what happens when they give you lots of drugs & take away your glasses from you. The recovery period wasn't too bad, and I was back in action three days after my surgery (back to work & running the roads). It helped that I had a sweet guy as motivation to get my act together so I could see him again. Because let's be honest, I definitely didn't want him seeing me in that much pain/drugged up so much so early on. But more on him later. 

Then came the Physical Therapy. My hardest part following PT was not actually moving my shoulder. I wanted to get back on my feet as early as possible, but you HAVE to let the ligament heal and reattach to the bone before moving your shoulder (duh). I've got at home exercises that I have to do right now, but otherwise I'm cleared. Basically, if something hurts, don't do it. Easy peasy. should

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Tuesday, August 19, 2014

The Graduate(s)

Let's start from the beginning, shall we? I graduated back in May, and then my best friend Lauren threw a graduation party for me & her boyfriend, and a few other friends of ours. It was insanely fun, though toward the end of the night, things did get a little out of hand. I mean, it's a college graduation party, what do you expect. 

We themed the party with CEO's & Office ____'s (it' rhymes with CEO's...), total classy affair. One of our friends Hannah, who couldn't make it, dropped off the bottle of fireball whiskey before the party even began. Then throughout the party, four of us (the graduates) finished the bottle within probably about five minutes. Let's just say, it's not my favorite type of whiskey (my drink of choice). 

Thankfully my spot was reserved on the couch and Lauren so graciously let me sleep over because let's be honest, there was no way in hell that I was driving home that night. The next morning she & I woke up and went to Waffle House (our food of choice, every time we're hung over). We then split ways to go spend time with our families, and recover from the night before (aka, chug gatorade).

It was a classic college party, and an insanely good ending to a great school year. There was tons of loud music, dancing, drinking games, and crazy stories shared by all. I became quick friends with some people that I hadn't met before, that thankfully I still talk to today, and got to catch up with my best friend since high school. 
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Monday, August 18, 2014

An Unnoted Abscence

The past few weeks/months I've been noticeably not posting on this little blog of mine. I created it to serve basically as an online journal, and I've been quite crappy at updating it. However, I'm going to try and write down all the memories that I can from this summer,  because it's definitely been one to remember. I honestly don't know where to begin, so it may take a few days to get back on my feet, but I'm definitely going to be writing more and more. 

I recently moved to Disney, to begin a five month internship with the company so there's definitely a lot of new things going on in my life right now. I'm trying to get used to the crazy hours, but once I do (and hopefully have some sort of resemblance to a schedule) hopefully this little blog will be back to posting as much as I can during the week (not on the weekends). 

Coming up will be: The Sweetest Summer (a story about a boy), The X Games, Nola At It's Finest, Quick Friends, The Long Trip Ahead (leaving home), Moving to Disney, Checking in the DCP, Traditions, First Week at the DCP, Second Week at the DCP, New Music (Ryn Weaver, Jessie Ware, Cashmere Cat, & More!), Kouzzina (A Restaurant Review), Earl of Sandwich (another restaurant review), EPCOT!, The Sum of All Thrills, My First Birthday Away from Home, and so, so, so, so much more!

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Wednesday, June 18, 2014

My Rankings: Disney World Parks

Since I'm going to work in Disney World at the end of August, I thought I would rank the parks in order of my favorite to least favorite. Now, don't get me wrong, I love all the Disney parks. I don't have a super favorite, and I don't hate any specific theme park. However, I do have a ranking in my head. It took me quite some time to actually sit down and come up with this list, and the reasons behind it, but I've finally got it down. 

The parks, at least in my mind, are as follows: Magic Kingdom, Epcot, Animal Kingdom, Hollywood Studios. Now, hear me out for the reasons why: 

1. Magic Kingdom 

For me, Magic Kingdom brings back childhood memories. Magic Kingdom is the first real memory that I have of a Disney park. Seeing Cinerella's castle, and stopping dead in my tracts. Being obsessed with the different lands within the kingdom, and wanting to search further and further into them. Magic Kingdom will always hold a special place in my heart. 

2. Epcot 

Next up on my list is Epcot. Now, I know a lot of people are probably looking at this being like.. "really....Epcot?", but yes, and here's why. As I got older, I began to travel and become more interested in different cultures and different places. Epcot is a way for me to see a little bit of other cultures, without the hefty price tag that usually comes with traveling to Europe and other places abroad. I can spend hours upon hours in one country alone. Plus, now that I'm 21, I can drink around the world. Hell. Yes.

3. Animal Kingdom 

Growing up, I was a huge fan of zoos, and aquariums, and any other kind of animal-related place, so for me, Animal Kingdom (which is basically like one giant safari) is up there for me. Now, I don't really like a lot of the rides...well, they don't have too many that I can think of off of the top of my head. I do love Everest, and Kali River Rapids, as well as the cultural aspect that you get there. The reason it's third? I could probably see everything I wanted in a full day . 

4. Hollywood Studios

And last, but certainly not least, we have Hollywood Studios. Now, here me out, there are some awesome things about Hollywood Studios, aka MGM Hollywood Studios whenever I went for the first time, but it's not my favorite. I like Star Wars weekends, Hollywood Tower of Terror, and Rock and Roller-coaster, but that's really all I can think of. I've not ever really spent much time there. I'm going to give it another shot whenever I head down, but right now it's at the bottom of the barrel for me. 

And that's it! Those are Walt Disney World's parks in my personal preference order.

Monday, June 16, 2014

My Blogging Beginnings

I've been blogging, on blogger format, since about 2010. But honestly, I've been blogging on myspace, livejournal, and xanga for as long as I can remember. In all honesty, I've forgotten most of the blog names that I've had on myspace, tumblr, livejournal, and xanga. However, I remember my old blogger account like it was yesterday. 

I started it as A Day in the Life of Ria, then created Peppermints & Pixie Dust, which finally transformed into From The South, my current blog. I recently was reading some of my old blog posts on my original blog and am kind of astounded with some of the posts that I had written. 

One that really stuck out to me was around the time my last serious boyfriend and I started dating. It's written the day after my birthday, and all about holding hands. While it may bring back some memories that aren't so great, it also reminds me of the good times. I was so happy, and still am, and reading back brings back really great memories as well. 

My favorite quote, that apparently I wrote, says this: 

After the first time you hold hands with someone, comes the kissing and nicknames and all that other cute stuff. When you hold hands with someone, it’s like you’re telling them “I like you. I trust you. I’d like to show the world that you mean something to me”. Holding hands is such a small gesture with a big meaning.
It's kind of funny to me because it's still something that I believe today. I still think that holding hands is the greatest feeling in the world, granted it doesn't happen to me as much now, and that it's one of the most serious displays you can have. 

Remembering where I came from, and the people who have been along with my journey reminds me to stay true to myself. The past holds a great deal of meaning to me, and I do like to revisit it. It's crazy to see how wise I was whenever I was younger. It's odd to see how far I've come, but I couldn't be happier. 


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