tired

i'm sleepy today. i think the day after day use of the vicodin is really starting to melt my brain. i went to sleep before 1 a.m. last night and couldn't get my butt out of bed before 11 to save my life. and why is it if the dog has to go out at 8 and i'm up for that, i can't get up and stay up? in fact if i do fall back to sleep it makes it even harder to get up two hours later. i find it annoying.

i also find the many birds in this building annoying. people should keep their pets confined to their own homes. you don't see me bringing my dog down here. although now i think i will. he's probably cleaner and quieter then those stupid birds.

i think the pills are also making me more irritable at work too. but not at home. what's that about? usually home makes me irritable.

and now i just heard her say she's sick.

i hate it here!

the end.

so much for being independent

short and sweet.

last night jen was out and teak was in the garage getting loaded with his buddies and i needed to take my many pills. some of which i can open no problem, however others require two hands. well my pain meds i can't do on my own. and if you ask me they are the most important. so i made a plan.

i took one of those rubber grippy can/jar opener thingies and put it on top of the pill bottle. i then proceeded to push and twist the bottle with the gripper on various parts of my face. yes my face. i took my one good arm and jammed it on my cheek and forehead and chin until it opened. i don't remember which face location finally opened it but i took the pill and went to bed.

well it wasn't till this afternoon till i noticed this.

see all those tiny red dots on my forehead? those are from the rubber grippy thing. guess i wasn't as smart as i thought huh?

the end.

trials and tribulations of the one armed princess

well it's official. have constant use of only one arm is bullshit. for starters i can't scratch my left arm and right now it really itches.

work is hard. i spent most of today tracking down people and their addresses. that meant a lot of writing which isn't bad but it also meant a lot of typing. and typing with one hand is hard. and not a quick task either.

i did not get to leave work as early as i would have liked, but i did get to go out to dinner with friends and that was nice. i had salad. yes on purpose. i had to think of something i could eat that would be easiest. so a burger was out, and when i wanted to share in the appetizer i had to have some one cut me a piece. just like a child. grrrr.

my after dinner activities proved to be somewhat exhausting. i had to go to the store to purchase a gift for my friends son. he's going to be three on monday. jen was kind enough to drive me to the store. starting the car and putting on my seat belt is hard work so it was nice of her to take me. she hates the store. after spending 30 minutes or so in the toy isle we finally landed on the fisher price little people castle which is too cute. i like the catapult and the fact that the dragon is purple. i also purchased some conversation hearts because, hell it's almost valentines day and they are my favorite.

upon our return home i thought i was ready for bed but seeing how i want to get this package in the mail tomorrow it seemed there was some wrapping and weighing to do. so first we weighted the package using the wii fit balance board (it weights 5 lbs give or take) and then i had to measure the box. blah blah blah boring boring boring. and then the fun began. it was time to wrap it.

you ever tried to wrap a gift using only one arm? not just one hand but only one arm. it's interesting and i suggest you go have a friend tie your arm behind your back and try it right now.

i think i did a pretty good job all things considered.

but now my arm is killing me more then ever. i think it's been too much excitement for it. now i just have to see if jen remembers to bring me a box and i hope it fits in it.

time for pills, yogurt and an ice pack. only my favorite ice pack busted today. sad. luckily it's cold enough i'll just put my other hand on my elbow.

so there. that is a day in the life of the one armed princess. or at least today.

the end.

a short bedtime story

my arm hurts right now
my husband is an ass-hole
time for sleep. the end.

alright so maybe it's a bedtime haiku?

clumsy party of one

it's official. i'm an idiot and clumsy.

yesterday, while trying to do the right thing by putting away the dishes so we'd have some clean parts of this house, i smacked my elbow on the microwave. and damn did it hurt. the only time i have ever felt pain anywhere near that bad was in 2004 when i fractured my coccyx. only that pain was a 10. this was like an 8.

so after a slew of owwwww's strung together i went on with my day. did laundry, made the bed, showered, ate perogi's, hung out in the internet. it was a pretty normal day. but my elbow never stopped hurting. in fact my shoulder was killing me by the time i went to bed. even the tylenol p.m. didn't help with the pain.

when i woke up this morning everything hurt still. and worse. i couldn't believe the i could have hit my elbow so hard that the pain was worse and now my whole arm was throbbing. but i sucked it up and went to work.

all day my arm was killing me so i finally looked up some info on the internet. after reading and doing a few simple tests i called the nurses help line. they told me i need to seek medical attention in the next 4 hours. so that was that.

once work was over i drove myself to urgent care where i was poked (in the butt with pain meds) had x-rays done and was given a sling.

diagnosis: the x-ray didn't show any breaks or chips. it could be a very small hairline fracture but in order to determine that for sure they have to send my x-rays out tomorrow.

even if it is a small fracture they won't cast it. so now i'm in a sling. for at least 48 hours. more if i'm still in pain. (typing with one hand is a pain. does that count?) i have vicodin (yay), a six day treatment of steroid anti-inflammatories, this sling, and a ice pack plan. and a bruised ego cause i feel like an ass for fracturing my elbow while doing the dishes.

never again. i am off dish duty.

i need ice.

the end.

tiny boxes on a hillside

tiny boxes made of ticky-tacky. tiny boxes on a hillside and they all look just the same.

only one of them is in my living room and contains my cats ashes.

today was long long long long. and i'm considering going to sleep now. does that make me an old lady?

we got up early this morning (well early for me) and brought the kitty in to be cremated. the people who own the crematory (not crematorium or even crematory-yum) may be the nicest people ever. i kind of want to be friends with them. they answered all my weird questions and gave us a tour of the facility which included the actual machine. it was pretty interesting. and morbid. and fun.

and i'm tired.

they promise a same day service, which is apparently not something everyone does. so while trying to decide how to spend the next 8 hours while we were waiting for the cat to be done i suggested driving an extra 30 minutes to see the parents. jen thought this would be a good idea since we were thinking food and they would feed us for free.

so we had a nice day of food and sleep at the parents while waiting for the cat.

once we picked her up and got her home we placed her in her semi-permanent resting place.


next to the heater vent. she spent plenty of time on or near the vents while alive so i figured that'd be a good place for her to end up.

lets see if any one messes with her cause we may need to move her.

who knows.

the end.

the end

last night was long. and i didn't sleep very well even though i did go home at midnight. i went back at 7 this morning and was tired. and all i did was serve breakfast and sit on my butt. but at least i got to come home and take a small nap. and by small i mean i think it was only 30 minutes tops.

saw my dad today. he came into town to take me to look at tools. now yes on any given day there are 2-3 tools running around here at least but i was looking for specific tools. craftsman tools. a ratchet set to be very specific. so my afternoon was consumed with a sears-craftsman-ratchet set scavenger hunt. and after two stores i found almost exactly what i was looking for. the set i found on-line was nicer and had more pieces and came in inch and metric but, the set i got in the store will do. for now.

after a failed attempt at a nap after the scavenger hunt the husband came home and i convinced him we should to the craft store to purchase some knitting supplies. he's usually not so willing to come along for that sort of thing but tonight not only was he willing but he was also willing to go out to eat. hooray for mini un-planned date night.

and then we came home. jazmine had gotten herself onto the floor some how and for some reason and she was barely breathing. when i went to pick her up i knew this was it. and now she's dead. it's been a good 16 years with her and tomorrow we'll bring her in to be cremated. as long as she doesn't start decomposing over night all things should be fine. that will be left to be seen.

bye kitty. the end.