Harmony had the right idea, running away and sleeping. However, I didn't get the invitation from her until today... too late! Of course, our little get-away would have also involved eating lots of yummy stuff that is terrible for you... but who cares?? I think a fireplace, jacuzzi tub, and the softest duvets on our beds would top out the trip. It would be up in the mountains, and we'd have our footie jammies. DVD's and books. Sounds heavenly. The rest of you can keep your minds out of the gutter, please. :)
I did, however spend most of Saturday asleep. I woke up with a headache at about 7:15 and hubby suggested that I take a pain pill and just sleep for a while. So I did. I took a Percocet and the thing knocked me on my ass, but it was the most wonderful sleep, I put my ear plugs in and was a goner until 11:45. Then I got up, took a shower, had a PB & J, watched some TV and went back to sleep at about 4:00. Then I got up again at 6:30, ordered a pizza, watched more TV and went back to bed at 10:00! What a great day! I didn't even feel guilty about not doing any housework or laundry or any of the other 1,000,000 things I usually do on the weekend.
Sunday I got up at 8:00, made breakfast, put dinner in the Crock Pot (Corned beef and cabbage), flipped back and forth between the Cowboys winning (YAY), and the Chargers losing (BOOOOOOOOOOOOO), and then took a nap. Got up, did laundry, dusted, ate dinner and watched TV until it was time for bed.
Here are a couple of quick tidbits about me currently:
*I am reading Maureen McCormick's (Marcia Brady) book. So far it's not bad. I really like autobiographies of famous people. "The Dirt" by Motley Crue, "The Heroin Diaries" by Nikki Sixx, and "I'm With the Band" by Pamela DesBarres are favorites of mine. I read Brian Wilson's (Beach Boys) autobiography and it was excellent.
*I am addicted to "Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders: Making the Team". I wish that darn show was on for more than 1/2 hour, once a week. I always wanted to be a DCC!
*I need an intervention for the show "Intervention". I'm hooked, big time.
*I am in love with Simon Baker and his new show "The Mentalist". He is cute in an unconventional kind of way, and the show is really, really good. I remember feeling the same way when I first saw William Peterson and "CSI".
*I'm pissed off about the following shows being cancelled: Justice", "Shark", "Moonlight" and "Swingtown". What is wrong with these network people?? Each one of these shows were viewer-voted favorites, or generated a lot of buzz (which leads to viewership, idiots!). I don't get it.
*And last but not least, I want to meet and hang out with Judge Judy! I love her!
Monday, October 27, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Serve me up and call me dinner...
'Cuz I'm drained. Mentally, physically, emotionally, and literally (thanks Aunt Flo!)
I feel like a cooked, limp, noodle.
Top Ramen, anyone?
I feel like a cooked, limp, noodle.
Top Ramen, anyone?
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Bzzzz bzzzz busy bee
Oh my gosh, I have been a most neglectful blogger. Harmony commented today, and I got it right when I was logging on to post! We are definately on the same wavelength! It's her son's birthday today, so stop by and give the kiddo some love!
First, I was going to ask a question about commenting. I don't know how bloggers usually respond to comments. Is it in the comment section? Or the next post? Or what? I've tried both, and neither one seems right.
Next, my hopes of owning my pink dream bicycle have been dashed. I did extensive research and many phone calls, finally ending up with the bike's manufacturer... only to be told that bike is discontinued! So I don't know, maybe one will show up on Ebay sometime, but not likely. My next goal is to get a pink Dyson vacuum. I have a fancy Kirby with all the bells and whistles, including the carpet cleaning system, but it is no longer suitable for my needs. Bummer too, because the thing cost over $1500.00 (hubby surprised me with it a few years ago). I am going to sell it, and use the money to buy a Dyson. I bet I'll still have to come up with some money on my own, though. There is no way I'll get even close to what that Kirby is worth. It's in great condition, too.
Got a good report (and the light at the end of the tunnel I was praying for) from the foot Dr. yesterday. He said I was doing a great job with the wound, and it was looking fantastic. He said we are definately over the hump with it's care, and hubby should be off antibiotics next week. He is going to take a culture of it one more time to be sure, though. He also told us that hubby could WALK on his foot in the boot a little, just steps here and there, and moving it around while he's sitting down. I was so happy!
Hubby's job continues to piss me off. The "friend" (boss) finally called last Thursday to see how he was doing, and hubby read him the riot act. Not in a mean way, just stating facts and basically asking him how he thought we were paying bills, etc. when he's been made to stay home. The guy said he didn't expect him to be Superman, just able to get around and be consistant, and that he could come back whenever he wanted. Hubby told him we'd borrowed money to get by until the first of the month, so he'd be back after that. Anyway, today I stopped by to get his check from the 1 1/2 days he worked, and hub's friend who takes him to the Dr. for me when I can't take that much time off work, said they told him that he can't go get him anymore. So the petty shit is starting already. What a bunch of stupid Jr. High crap.
I have been so caught up in everybody else's lives, that I have totally neglected myself. My car is running on fumes because I am too distracted to notice it was getting low. I have been out of my thyroid medication for 2 weeks- too busy. I missed my OB/GYN appt.- too busy. I'm so busy trying to do everything, that I'm not getting anything done. Does that make sense?? I'm tired and going through the worst PMS ever. I want to get awayyyyyyyyyyyyyy.......! At least my eyelid is just fluttering only occasionally now...LOL
First, I was going to ask a question about commenting. I don't know how bloggers usually respond to comments. Is it in the comment section? Or the next post? Or what? I've tried both, and neither one seems right.
Next, my hopes of owning my pink dream bicycle have been dashed. I did extensive research and many phone calls, finally ending up with the bike's manufacturer... only to be told that bike is discontinued! So I don't know, maybe one will show up on Ebay sometime, but not likely. My next goal is to get a pink Dyson vacuum. I have a fancy Kirby with all the bells and whistles, including the carpet cleaning system, but it is no longer suitable for my needs. Bummer too, because the thing cost over $1500.00 (hubby surprised me with it a few years ago). I am going to sell it, and use the money to buy a Dyson. I bet I'll still have to come up with some money on my own, though. There is no way I'll get even close to what that Kirby is worth. It's in great condition, too.
Got a good report (and the light at the end of the tunnel I was praying for) from the foot Dr. yesterday. He said I was doing a great job with the wound, and it was looking fantastic. He said we are definately over the hump with it's care, and hubby should be off antibiotics next week. He is going to take a culture of it one more time to be sure, though. He also told us that hubby could WALK on his foot in the boot a little, just steps here and there, and moving it around while he's sitting down. I was so happy!
Hubby's job continues to piss me off. The "friend" (boss) finally called last Thursday to see how he was doing, and hubby read him the riot act. Not in a mean way, just stating facts and basically asking him how he thought we were paying bills, etc. when he's been made to stay home. The guy said he didn't expect him to be Superman, just able to get around and be consistant, and that he could come back whenever he wanted. Hubby told him we'd borrowed money to get by until the first of the month, so he'd be back after that. Anyway, today I stopped by to get his check from the 1 1/2 days he worked, and hub's friend who takes him to the Dr. for me when I can't take that much time off work, said they told him that he can't go get him anymore. So the petty shit is starting already. What a bunch of stupid Jr. High crap.
I have been so caught up in everybody else's lives, that I have totally neglected myself. My car is running on fumes because I am too distracted to notice it was getting low. I have been out of my thyroid medication for 2 weeks- too busy. I missed my OB/GYN appt.- too busy. I'm so busy trying to do everything, that I'm not getting anything done. Does that make sense?? I'm tired and going through the worst PMS ever. I want to get awayyyyyyyyyyyyyy.......! At least my eyelid is just fluttering only occasionally now...LOL
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Updates galore, and a spastic eyelid....
Ok, we'll get the foot thing over with first. We went to the Dr. yesterday and he took the cast off. Rather than putting a new one on, he decided to help me out (so much, you'll never know) by putting hubby in a removable boot!!! He is to keep it on at all times, so it's like a cast, but I can take it off to treat his wound... AND best of all, hubby can shower without it (no more struggling for 1/2 hour just to get the cast "water-proof"... that was a total nightmare). The Dr. said that it's to the point now, that soap and water are the best things for it, and I am to get aggressive with cleaning it out (which makes me feel faint, just thinking about it), using a soft brush (forget that!), or a washcloth to scrub it. UGH. Anyway, I'll just try to focus on the fact that a shower will only take 45 mins, instead of well over an hour. The Dr. also did x-rays and said the joints were fusing together great. That was very happy news, and he is pleased with how the bones are doing.
Hubby's job update is next. We have decided to just really tighten our belts and have him stay home this whole month. I feel a lot better not worrying about him at work right now, or when they will let him back. His boss(the wonderful "friend")hasn't even called since the foreman(scumbag asshole)sent him home! Isn't he wondering how we are going to make it with hubby out of work?? It's unreal. BTW Diva, he isn't union, there is no state disability in Arizona, you have to be disabled for a year to get Social Security Disability and have it be provable... which at this point the only documentation is what he's had done since July. Even though he had a debilitating condition with his foot his whole life. Our only recourse at this point is the ADA, but I am holding off on that for now until I talk to the bastard (friend/boss), because threatening law suits could cause them to let hubby go for good. And yes, Harmony, they are a bunch of idiot fucktards.
Mother-in-law update... she is in San Diego, living in a 5th wheel that she bought and we never hear from her. Which is the best thing that's ever happened to me, but is very sad for hubby... who feels like he lost both his parents. It makes me cry, how cruel she is to him.
Update about me. I am pretty good. It's getting hot here again, but I think it's the last hoorah before fall really sets in. It was so nice and cool last weekend, I can't wait for it to be like that every day. I'll be able to take the doggies to the dog park, and for walks.... which I need desperately too, so I can lose some weight! I've gained 40 lbs in the 2 years since I was diagnosed with Iron Deficiency Anemia... which sapped my strength and at my worst point, caused me to sleep 18 to 20 hours a day! Anyway, my last two bloodworks have been 100% normal. This is due to 4-hour long iron infusions every 2-3 months. I will need them for the rest of my life, but this is the longest I've gone without needing one! It's been since February. So now I can get some exercise. The only thing else I have going on is an eyelid that is fluttering and driving me nuts. I get this fairly often and it lasts for days... help.
Hubby's job update is next. We have decided to just really tighten our belts and have him stay home this whole month. I feel a lot better not worrying about him at work right now, or when they will let him back. His boss(the wonderful "friend")hasn't even called since the foreman(scumbag asshole)sent him home! Isn't he wondering how we are going to make it with hubby out of work?? It's unreal. BTW Diva, he isn't union, there is no state disability in Arizona, you have to be disabled for a year to get Social Security Disability and have it be provable... which at this point the only documentation is what he's had done since July. Even though he had a debilitating condition with his foot his whole life. Our only recourse at this point is the ADA, but I am holding off on that for now until I talk to the bastard (friend/boss), because threatening law suits could cause them to let hubby go for good. And yes, Harmony, they are a bunch of idiot fucktards.
Mother-in-law update... she is in San Diego, living in a 5th wheel that she bought and we never hear from her. Which is the best thing that's ever happened to me, but is very sad for hubby... who feels like he lost both his parents. It makes me cry, how cruel she is to him.
Update about me. I am pretty good. It's getting hot here again, but I think it's the last hoorah before fall really sets in. It was so nice and cool last weekend, I can't wait for it to be like that every day. I'll be able to take the doggies to the dog park, and for walks.... which I need desperately too, so I can lose some weight! I've gained 40 lbs in the 2 years since I was diagnosed with Iron Deficiency Anemia... which sapped my strength and at my worst point, caused me to sleep 18 to 20 hours a day! Anyway, my last two bloodworks have been 100% normal. This is due to 4-hour long iron infusions every 2-3 months. I will need them for the rest of my life, but this is the longest I've gone without needing one! It's been since February. So now I can get some exercise. The only thing else I have going on is an eyelid that is fluttering and driving me nuts. I get this fairly often and it lasts for days... help.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Meme: 5 rad things about me, myself, & I
Given my state of mind lately (just call me Negative Nellie), this is going to be a bit of a challenge. But as Peter Pan says on his ride at Disneyland (over and over and overandoverandover while you're stuck in line), "Come on everybody, here we goooooooooooo!"
1. I am very compassionate. This makes me a good caretaker of people, and very good with any, and all animals.
2. I have a great work ethic. I have had only 7 jobs in 27 years, and that's counting summer or part time jobs when I was a teenager. The longest I've held a job was for 14 years at a veterinarian's office before we moved here. Even though I spend most of my time at my current job surfing the 'net, and blogging- ha!, I always make sure my work is done first, and my office is clean, neat and organized. There is so much down-time that I'd go crazy if I didn't have my computer here. But work always comes first.
3. I am very good at spelling, alphabetizing, and reading. I hated the first two subjects in school (always loved reading, though), but most of my jobs involved alphabetizing and so now it's second nature to me. I've seen how bad spelling can affect a person's view of someone else, and it's super important to me to spell correctly. If I don't know the correct spelling, I grab my dictionary right away! Guessing isn't an option!
4. I'm not a quitter. I've fought and persisted my way through unbelievable amounts of crap in my life. Not the least of which has been my marriage. We've been through so much. Not between the two of us, so much, but suffering through outside interference time and time and time again. I love my husband, and that's enough for me to stay with him forever. I will also stick with a project, or chore, until it's done. No matter how hard, tiring, or frustrating.
5. I (like to think I can) make people laugh. It's HUGE to me, for people to think I'm funny. I also have to have people who make me laugh in my life. I don't have many friends here, so thank God I found all you bloggers who crack me up every day.
**Bonus rad thing**
I'm very organized. I love to take a messy space and go to town on it. However, while this is a rad thing overall, it can be dangerous. I can get way anal over it. Like cleaning the house, for example. I'll end up cleaning for like, 8 hours straight when I get on a roll (which, thankfully, isn't very often), and just collapse (but not until it's done!!).
I'll tag 5 other people, but I don't know who reads my blog enough, except for Harmony, so if there are lurkers out there and you feel like it, I'm taggin' ya! Also, if you'd want to say hi in the comments, I'd sure like to meet you!
1. I am very compassionate. This makes me a good caretaker of people, and very good with any, and all animals.
2. I have a great work ethic. I have had only 7 jobs in 27 years, and that's counting summer or part time jobs when I was a teenager. The longest I've held a job was for 14 years at a veterinarian's office before we moved here. Even though I spend most of my time at my current job surfing the 'net, and blogging- ha!, I always make sure my work is done first, and my office is clean, neat and organized. There is so much down-time that I'd go crazy if I didn't have my computer here. But work always comes first.
3. I am very good at spelling, alphabetizing, and reading. I hated the first two subjects in school (always loved reading, though), but most of my jobs involved alphabetizing and so now it's second nature to me. I've seen how bad spelling can affect a person's view of someone else, and it's super important to me to spell correctly. If I don't know the correct spelling, I grab my dictionary right away! Guessing isn't an option!
4. I'm not a quitter. I've fought and persisted my way through unbelievable amounts of crap in my life. Not the least of which has been my marriage. We've been through so much. Not between the two of us, so much, but suffering through outside interference time and time and time again. I love my husband, and that's enough for me to stay with him forever. I will also stick with a project, or chore, until it's done. No matter how hard, tiring, or frustrating.
5. I (like to think I can) make people laugh. It's HUGE to me, for people to think I'm funny. I also have to have people who make me laugh in my life. I don't have many friends here, so thank God I found all you bloggers who crack me up every day.
**Bonus rad thing**
I'm very organized. I love to take a messy space and go to town on it. However, while this is a rad thing overall, it can be dangerous. I can get way anal over it. Like cleaning the house, for example. I'll end up cleaning for like, 8 hours straight when I get on a roll (which, thankfully, isn't very often), and just collapse (but not until it's done!!).
I'll tag 5 other people, but I don't know who reads my blog enough, except for Harmony, so if there are lurkers out there and you feel like it, I'm taggin' ya! Also, if you'd want to say hi in the comments, I'd sure like to meet you!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Could someone tell me where the bright side went?
GRRRRR..... I am so mad right now. I guess this is a classic case of "that's what you get for complaining". Yesterday hubby called me at noon and told me that the foreman at his work told him he wasn't getting around fast enough (he's in a wheelchair!!), or getting enough work done (you can only grind metal so fast), so he had to go home "for another few weeks until he is walking around!"
***F-bomb alert***
What the FUCK is that about? That isn't what we were told! They knew he'd be in a wheelchair or using crutches for 12 to 16 weeks! And that was before the wound happened! It's only the 5th week! I don't know what we're going to do for money now! Damn, damn, damn.
Meme has to wait again, I guess... I'm too mother-fucking pissed.
***F-bomb alert***
What the FUCK is that about? That isn't what we were told! They knew he'd be in a wheelchair or using crutches for 12 to 16 weeks! And that was before the wound happened! It's only the 5th week! I don't know what we're going to do for money now! Damn, damn, damn.
Meme has to wait again, I guess... I'm too mother-fucking pissed.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Tiiiiimmmeee is(n't) on my side....
Lordy, I can't believe I haven't posted in over a week now. I have been so dang busy with work and Dr. appointments and taking care of hubby, that the time is a-flyin' by....
Quickie foot update, then I'll get to the cool Meme that Harmony tagged me for.
I *think* it might be getting better. Last night when I changed the dressing, I wasn't as horrified as I've been, and I'm hoping that it's not because I am getting used to seeing it. Hubby is now on Cipro, which is the hardest-hitting antibiotic there is. The Dr. and I still don't think the wound is infected, but he took a culture on Friday just to be safe, we'll find out the results today. Poor hubby had to have it debrided (scraped out) on Friday evening, he had an appointment at 11:30, and the Dr. took one look and said, "Come back at 5:00 and make sure you take a few pain pills!" Oh, man. Anyway, he got his cast changed and the wound treated and it was pretty bad, but not agonizing this time. He is very brave. Especially since he is so afraid of Dr.s and needles. Anyway, we go see the Dr. tomorrow and get the verdict on if he has to go back into the hospital for a debridement under anesthesia! I am so hoping he won't have to. He went back to work yesterday, which created a whole new set of stuff I had to figure out and do. His wheelchair is extra large, made of very strong steel and very heavy (about 100 lbs). I have to put it in the back of our (giant, lifted) truck by myself, then get it out again to wheel him up the (long, steep) ramp to his work. It takes forever and I am exhausted by the time I finally get to work. Last night I went grocery shopping and left there with two carts of groceries that I had to load in the truck, unload at home and put away all by myself... after being at the store for almost 2 hours. There are a ton of little things that I have to do now, in addition to everything I did before. Showering is a nightmare. Laundry has tripled. I am awake 4-5 times a night for his various needs. So yes, I will be so glad when hubby is all better... mainly for him and his new life, but also (finally admitting it here) so I can have some help. I'm getting worn out!
I had no idea this post was going to go in this direction. I feel kinda bad, but it is what it is, I guess. I probably should just do my Meme tomorrow!
Quickie foot update, then I'll get to the cool Meme that Harmony tagged me for.
I *think* it might be getting better. Last night when I changed the dressing, I wasn't as horrified as I've been, and I'm hoping that it's not because I am getting used to seeing it. Hubby is now on Cipro, which is the hardest-hitting antibiotic there is. The Dr. and I still don't think the wound is infected, but he took a culture on Friday just to be safe, we'll find out the results today. Poor hubby had to have it debrided (scraped out) on Friday evening, he had an appointment at 11:30, and the Dr. took one look and said, "Come back at 5:00 and make sure you take a few pain pills!" Oh, man. Anyway, he got his cast changed and the wound treated and it was pretty bad, but not agonizing this time. He is very brave. Especially since he is so afraid of Dr.s and needles. Anyway, we go see the Dr. tomorrow and get the verdict on if he has to go back into the hospital for a debridement under anesthesia! I am so hoping he won't have to. He went back to work yesterday, which created a whole new set of stuff I had to figure out and do. His wheelchair is extra large, made of very strong steel and very heavy (about 100 lbs). I have to put it in the back of our (giant, lifted) truck by myself, then get it out again to wheel him up the (long, steep) ramp to his work. It takes forever and I am exhausted by the time I finally get to work. Last night I went grocery shopping and left there with two carts of groceries that I had to load in the truck, unload at home and put away all by myself... after being at the store for almost 2 hours. There are a ton of little things that I have to do now, in addition to everything I did before. Showering is a nightmare. Laundry has tripled. I am awake 4-5 times a night for his various needs. So yes, I will be so glad when hubby is all better... mainly for him and his new life, but also (finally admitting it here) so I can have some help. I'm getting worn out!
I had no idea this post was going to go in this direction. I feel kinda bad, but it is what it is, I guess. I probably should just do my Meme tomorrow!
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