I has an owie! Muddlings of a one fingered typist
Come on drugs!!!!
Be warned. I.m going to only correct the worst of the typos. 😉
- Woke up this am in major pain; must hav bumped arm.
- holhing it cradled onpillow whike typing w/ 1 finger
- grunting every once in while
- left arm also hurts cause i’m doing EVERYTHING with it
- literally sweating whle i type this. glad i’m not female; i’d never have kid!
- NOT LIKE PAIN
- not like at ALL
- room is mess
My pre-op is Monday afternoon. Surgery is Wed morning. I have to be @ hospital at 7:45 am EEEEK. Depending on my roomate/Best Friend who is a saint to get me there. Mike is his name. Sweet guy. He’s single btw…primo husband material
ouch arm twinged…
looking forward to having cast cause will be able to do stuff again and will be off these DRUGS
love / hate drugs
I’m taking Hydrocodone/Acetaminophen 7.5mg/325 mg
Can take up to 2 every4-6 hrs will take 2nd here in minute if i have to; probably will need to really hurts this morn.
pillow for supp[ort really helps but fingers swell if left ther too long
hate the drugs causew they either knock me out and i sleep day away orthry slow everything down… thoughts, body both go into slow motion like hitting mental quicksand/ molasses
Step right up folks.. see the dancer on drugs! He bee Funnee!
I do have an education…
But it must not reside in my left hand. LOL My left hand seems to be my remedial side. Bad hand! No bisquit!
No, I don’t deal with pain very well…
yes, I admit it I’m a big baby when I ain’t feelin well.
Drugs have kicked in now but brain is now wrapped in cotton and bubble wrap and fuzzt slippers and oatmeally mush
life is good in other words
Next six months
Gonna be interesting. Time to either ackshually accomplish my goals or give up.
I vote in favor of kickin things in high gear and being the me i wznt to be
This whole broken wrist episode is going to make a great chapter in my book
Some Travel pics from New Mexico
Just for fun here are some of my best shots from my trip. Stories behind the pics later when cast is on wrist
Brain and arm are now stoned and numb
time to fall asleep now
See ya on the…… snzzzzzzzzz
“As the Boots Turn” Episode #4, Depression, Drugs and Medical Varmits!
[cue the music, cue the opening credits, cue the announcer]
We join the hero of our tale as he continues his quest, seeking answers that may not exist, seeking rest; seeking respite; seeking resolution of that eternal enigma:
“Is the glass half full or half empty?”
Previously on “As the Boots Turn” our hero had lost his job but had, in turn, gained the opportunity to rest and recover from the stresses imposed by that job and the horrid drivers in the badlands of the Dallas/Fort Worth highway system.
It appears that our hero is close to an answer, getting healthier every day and pursuing his dream of dance.
[cue dramatic surge in music, announcer’s voice deepens]
Will he succeed? Will he find the answers he seeks? What dangers await him? What fiends lurk in the shadows? Only time and a few commercial breaks will tell…
Time to rest… Time to think… Time to plan…
Time to dig myself out of a hole…
For those that are keeping track, yes, we’re still talking about Number Two (on the list) (That joke never gets old does it?) Kinda like farts. Farts have been funny since time began. Even the word “Fart” sounds funny. Now where did I put that T.P.? 😉
One of the first things that I had to do when I became unemployed was to visit my doctor, my Primary Care Physician.
“Why? Pray tell.” I hear the teeming mass of eight people reading this blog ask…
I’m glad you asked! 🙂
(Hey it’s my fantasy world and I have a great time there!) Read the rest of this entry