Thursday, March 31, 2011

Stupid Ankle/Whiney Baby

I keep going to bed, hoping that it'll be all better in the morning.  I wake up to a very stiff ankle that I cannot walk on, and then I want to cry.  Then, I find a way to gimp into the bathroom, crying or nearly crying all the way.  Pop some Advil, and go on.  I have 3 or 4 good hours each day, where I barely limp, but morning and evening suck.

I feel like a whiney baby, most of the time.  I have to ask others to do things at work, and I hate that.  I'm independent AND stubborn.  My right hip and knee hurt, from limping with the left foot.  My left calf is screaming, from walking funny.  I'm all done with this crap.

Tomorrow morning is my follow-up appointment.  I rarely attend follow-up appointments, for myself OR my kids.  Seriously, I'll show up tomorrow, spend an untold amount of time waiting for the doctor, who will come in, spend 30 seconds with me, and then say, "Yup, they were right.  It's sprained.  Now kindly pay on the way out."  Still, it's not much better, so I'll go.

I have things that I want and need to do.  None of them involve ice or an elevated foot.  None of them involve limping.  None of them involve asking others to take an order to billing for me.  *sigh*

Would somebody call the WAHHHmbulance?

Friday, March 25, 2011

It's Always Something

I stole the title from Mom.  Yup.  I'm not ashamed, either.

Last night, Kevin was at work and Monica had an away softball game, so Natalie and I decided to have the first driveway fire of 2011.  I had several boxes on the back porch and planned to use them to get the fire started.

I stepped out of the back door, holding the boxes, so I couldn't see where I was stepping.  I took two steps when my left foot went off the cement.  My ankle broke over and I heard a loud "pop," followed by me hitting the ground.  I couldn't get up.

After 5 minutes or so, I got up with Natalie's help, and stood there, wondering if it was broken.  I was eventually able to put weight on it, barely.  Since I could "walk," I figured it wasn't broken.  By the time Kevin got home, it was swollen and bruised and hurting worse.  I still didn't go to the ER, though, because I figured it wasn't broken and I don't go to the Dr.

It got worse as the night went on, and I couldn't sleep.  The weight of the blanket on my foot caused too much pain to get to sleep.  I figured I was pretty well screwed at that point.  I managed a few hours of sleep, and when I woke up, my first thought was, "Uh oh."

I couldn't even get out of bed to go to the bathroom!  Kevin got some too-big crutches from downstairs and I made it to the bathroom, and then we assessed the ankle.  Yup, it was time to get some X-rays.  We got the girls off to school and headed in.  Kevin wouldn't let me drive, although I think I could have done fine in the truck (my car is a manual transmission...clutch=pain.)

I was at the hospital for about 2 hours, all together.  She manipulated the heck out of it for X-rays and caused me to get horribly close to tears.  The final word was no breaks, just a bad sprain.  Fine, put on an air splint and send me on my way.

At work, I couldn't use crutches.  You can't carry things and use crutches at the same time, so I had to hobble and limp along.  At least I was only there 6 hours, but I could feel the splint getting tighter and tighter.  I propped it up on my trash can when I was at my desk, but I couldn't avoid walking completely.

Kevin and Monica picked me up at 5 and we stopped at Applebee's to redeem a gift card.  It kept hurting worse and worse.  After finally getting home, we propped it up in the recliner and took off my sock.  Uh oh.  Maybe I did too much today.  It's bruised all the way around and swollen.  Yup, I think I'll be doing a lot of sitting this weekend.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Hump Day

I had a horrible day today.  Well, mostly this afternoon.  It's all handled, now, but it was REALLY rough going for a while.  I was more than happy to run out of there at 5!

Fund raising gigs cost a lot of money and take forever to get the product back.  However, it's sweet to get a little surprise when you get to work.  Workmate Emily announced this morning that the cookie dough was in.  "Did I buy any this time?"  Yup.  Two tubs.  Sweet!

Guess what my family had this evening!  Yup, triple chocolate cookies and M&M cookies.  Happy sugar freaks.  Plus, now Emily has to buy overpriced crap from MY kids!  Win/win!

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Back To Work

It was a fabulous weekend.  I have no words.

Fish faces all around!

Saturday, March 19, 2011

I Love Weekends!

I know I haven't posted for a long time.  I'm getting nagged about it, too.  It's been kinda crazy, though.

I took a trip to Texas for my birthday.  It's something I wouldn't have done on my own, but Brooke decided she'd take matters into her own hands and fly me down there.  I left after work on Wednesday and spent 4 glorious days in the warm sun.  I got to see David and Susie's river place, which is where the annual party (a gathering of our message board friends) will be this year.  It's beautiful there.

I left the 80º temps to board a plane at 6 in the morning and land in Kansas City where it was snowing and 30º.  Got to the airport to find a flat on the truck.  Talk about a rude welcome home.  Worked this week and made it to the weekend.  It's going to be a GREAT weekend, too!

In about 30 minutes, I'm going to get Dad, and we'll go pick up my car.  At last!  Dad's been awesome to let us use his truck for two weeks.  If not for that, I don't know what we would have done.  It's also made us thankful for good fuel mileage.  Dad's four wheel drive chugs gas like Charlie Sheen chugs...oh, sorry.  Anyway, I'm getting it back and I can't wait!

Tonight, Jonathan is coming to spend some time with his Dad.  I'm excited about that, too.  We'll have Brett and Kami come over to visit with him, and Kevin will take him shooting at Dad's place.  They are a couple of gun nuts, for sure.  Mom's agreed to make potato soup tomorrow.  Jon wanted potato soup, so I said, "No problem!"  Then he said, "Like grandma Wood makes?"  Oh.  Umm.  I can make the soup, but I can NOT make it like mom does.  LOL

OK, it's almost time.  Gotta go get my ride!  The guy said that the timing was just a touch off, too.  Not only does that explain the idle, which I thought was just part of the car's personality (LOL, I'm an idiot) but my mileage should get even better, I think.  I get an average of 35 mpg now.  It's a happy day!