Blimey, with the giant pants, swinging boobs, sexy socks and so on, why on earth do you need to worry about leg hair? Go fuzzy and call it 70s retro!
That's what I did - seriously, I had to get poshed up to go to a ball on Saturday and it was the first time I had shaved them for 12 weeks (was wearing a long dress so did debate whether to leave them but didn't like the way my hairy toes were sprouting out of my sandals!). Don't think the bath water will ever go down the plug hole again...
Seriously, save the bending over for important stuff like putting nice things in the oven. I love to cook too and found my slow cooker to be a really good thing to use when I was a bit feeble. Got my man to line it up on the worktop for me before he went to work then all I had to do was a bit of light chopping, adding to the pot and apply my lazy culinary genius. Made the house smell lovely and homely, gave us some great (even if I say so myself) stews, curries and soups and it didn't matter if I set it up and then dozed off for the afternoon. It also meant that I felt I was contributing when I couldn't do much else.
Gentle walking is good, but take it easy and wrap up warm. You won't be going very fast to start with and I used to get very cold (although it was blooming freezing then). I took a hiking pole out as a walking stick for a while - I didn't really need it but it gave me a bit more confidence after I was nearly sent flying by an unleashed dog the first time I went out on my own.
Haven't been swimming due to the leg hair situation - would have looked like I was trailing seaweed. I was absolutely desperate for a bath by 6 weeks though. My sister sent me some Sanex unscented bubble bath so on the appointed day, I filled the bath with warm water and bubbles, made a pot of tea, propped up the iPad on the laundry basket and settled down to watch a trashy movie on Netflix. Absolute bliss.
Right up to the point when I tried to get out of the bath and realised I didn't have the strength and was at risk of straining my belly muscles. In the end, I rolled over and got onto my hands and knees and got up that way, but it still flipping hurt.
So, enjoy your salad tomorrow my dearie, but don't try to be too good too soon. We can only suffer in so many directions at once! xxxx