Oh, and to four certain people? This is for you:
Yeah. I'm better now.
To the rest of you? Have a wonderful night and an awesome Easter weekend! I hope you have a 3-day weekend. (I don't.) LOL
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Busy as Heck
OK, it's spring busy season at work, so I'm whupped. Monica is playing softball and things are kinda crazy. Not bad, just crazy.
Oh, and to four certain people? This is for you:
Yeah. I'm better now.
To the rest of you? Have a wonderful night and an awesome Easter weekend! I hope you have a 3-day weekend. (I don't.) LOL
Oh, and to four certain people? This is for you:
Yeah. I'm better now.
To the rest of you? Have a wonderful night and an awesome Easter weekend! I hope you have a 3-day weekend. (I don't.) LOL
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Happy Days
Kevin started his day shift this week. He's also currently working 10 hours a day (God bless OT) so he's out the door by 5, and home by 5:30 at night. It's nice to have him home in the evenings again. That puts me on morning duty, so I'm not going in as early right now, which suits me fine.
Monica's had early softball practice for a couple of days, so she has to be at the ball fields at 6:15. I take her (less than a mile from home) and come home to get Natalie up and around. It's only the second day in, but it's going smoothly so far.
It's so nice to have the windows open all night, waking up to a cool (but not cold) house. No warming up cars, no scraping frost/ice, and no miserable muttering when getting out of the car. It's sunny on my drive home and for a couple of hours after. It sure does make my mood a lot better.
The coffee is good this morning and I think I'll get to the eye Dr. this afternoon. Time for new contacts, and I'm sure I need a stronger prescription. *sigh* The annoyance of being half blind. I'd LOVE to have laser vision correction. Maybe some day. For now, I'll just be thankful for contacts.
Monica's had early softball practice for a couple of days, so she has to be at the ball fields at 6:15. I take her (less than a mile from home) and come home to get Natalie up and around. It's only the second day in, but it's going smoothly so far.
It's so nice to have the windows open all night, waking up to a cool (but not cold) house. No warming up cars, no scraping frost/ice, and no miserable muttering when getting out of the car. It's sunny on my drive home and for a couple of hours after. It sure does make my mood a lot better.
The coffee is good this morning and I think I'll get to the eye Dr. this afternoon. Time for new contacts, and I'm sure I need a stronger prescription. *sigh* The annoyance of being half blind. I'd LOVE to have laser vision correction. Maybe some day. For now, I'll just be thankful for contacts.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Spring
It's kinda hot in the house this afternoon. I'm beaming from the inside out just typing that.
What a long, torturous winter. Seemed like we had NO breaks in the crappy weather.
I'm happy. Oh, and we need to mow the yard! YEAH! I love mowing the yard.
What a long, torturous winter. Seemed like we had NO breaks in the crappy weather.
I'm happy. Oh, and we need to mow the yard! YEAH! I love mowing the yard.
Monday, April 4, 2011
All for Nothing
Went to the Dr on Friday, and he spent way more time with me than I expected. He said that I need to be walking on it, and not to wrap it unless it swells too much. He also said that it could be as far as the 4th of July before I'm 100%. Great. LOL I can tell I'm a bit better every day, so I am on the mend.
Saturday, we bought a gazebo that was a really good deal. We spent about 3 hours and still didn't have it together, but it was getting close. Sunday morning, Kevin and his mom left for a Royals game, and the girls and I decided to go finish the gazebo.
It was hard, but we did it. Our arms were sore from tightening bolts over our heads, but we felt good that it was done. Dad made some strong anchors out of rebar, since the stakes that it came with were wimpy. We anchored it with the new anchors, since it was a REAL windy day, and then ran a quick errand.
When we got home, the gazebo was a wadded up mass of metal. Totally ruined. Mangled and destroyed. If it hadn't been for our fence, which caught it, it would have been in the highway, causing accidents. I wanted to cry, but knew that there was work to do. Natalie and I spent another couple of hours taking it apart into pieces of a manageable size. What depressing work!
So, I didn't even own it for 24 hours. I've wanted it for a long time, worked my butt off on it, and never got to relax in it. I should have known. Living on top of this hill means CONSTANT wind. Oh well. Live and learn. I just wish I had something to show for these sore muscles!
Saturday, we bought a gazebo that was a really good deal. We spent about 3 hours and still didn't have it together, but it was getting close. Sunday morning, Kevin and his mom left for a Royals game, and the girls and I decided to go finish the gazebo.
It was hard, but we did it. Our arms were sore from tightening bolts over our heads, but we felt good that it was done. Dad made some strong anchors out of rebar, since the stakes that it came with were wimpy. We anchored it with the new anchors, since it was a REAL windy day, and then ran a quick errand.
When we got home, the gazebo was a wadded up mass of metal. Totally ruined. Mangled and destroyed. If it hadn't been for our fence, which caught it, it would have been in the highway, causing accidents. I wanted to cry, but knew that there was work to do. Natalie and I spent another couple of hours taking it apart into pieces of a manageable size. What depressing work!
So, I didn't even own it for 24 hours. I've wanted it for a long time, worked my butt off on it, and never got to relax in it. I should have known. Living on top of this hill means CONSTANT wind. Oh well. Live and learn. I just wish I had something to show for these sore muscles!
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?
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.
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!
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!
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