My post 50th blues started the moment after the 4:45 rededication at the flag pole. I was there. But before that, I was working my 5:30 am shift at the Acorns shop at the GCH. My left ankle was giving me greif, but I was in good spirits from all of the excitement of both cast and guests. After my shift, I went into Disneyland and decided to head to the Festival Arena to look at the "I was there" merchandise. When I finally got there, my ankle was nothing but a knot of pain.
I wasn't too impressed by the assortment of merchandise there, so I made my way back to the flag pole for the 4:45 moment, and attempted to call Ally to see if she was nearby, but I couldn't get through. Later, I learned that her phone was acting up, so no calls got to her. I watched the 4:45 moment, not having got to hook up with anyone attending the days festivities. At the end of the moment, I had to leave because my ankle was really putting me in a world of hurt.
Monday during my shift, the pain was still there. I countered the pain with a hydrocodone (Vicodin generic!) and killed most, but not all the pain. I made a doctors appointment for the earliest time I could (Thursday, July 21! So much for early, eh?). Flash forward to today. I'm going in for x-rays to determine if I have a stress fracture in my ankle, and my doctor has put me on a medical leave until July 31! All I can say is...
OUCH! I think all the hard work from the ramping up for the 50th and the event really took it's toll on me!
I think I was working mostly on adrenaline during the pre 50th days. Now what? Post 50th blues! I'm going to be spending most of my time on a couch with an iced up ankle.
Right now, I have a song stuck in my head. The song? Eddy Money's "I Wanna Go Back". I missed so much of the events of the 50th. I was there, but being at work kept me from really "being there". I missed the LoT debauchery! I missed the geeky moments, and the socializing, and the touching little Disney moments. I did get to see Ally, her new beau, and a hand full of the LoT swanksters at The Lost Bar on the 16th, but for only a couple of hours. I drop in a huge bucket of fun and frivolity.
The post 50th blues are leaving me feeling so left out! Yet, I still know that by working that golden day, I was keeping that spirit alive for everyone else. I did make people smile, and I'm truely a part of the reason Disneyland is the happy place it is. I invested 20 years of my life there, and in those 20 years, I was the heartbeat of a magical place. I guess the blues will pass. Besides, I still can live the LoT vicariously in all of your posts.
