Tuesday, December 12, 2017

lather, rinse, repeat

Since I'm off the grid, so to speak, my days and nights are mine to squander.  I manage to get a bath every day and catch a ride to the store when necessary.  Mamye makes a food run daily and assures that I'm alive.  The girls aren't coming until Christmas which is probably a good thing.  I would trip over big girl Reaves in her chair!  

Hulu keeps me entertained.  So does Facebook.  I had to make a payment arrangement with ATT today on the DSL so that I'm not cut off from the world.  That would be bad.

Ya'll holla if Trump gets stupid and the missles are headed our way.  Leave a message at the beep.

^j^

Monday, December 11, 2017

the good patient

When I had shoulder surgery three years ago Lauren was my nurse and she swears I was a holy non-compliant terror.  As best as I can remember she's right.  This time around has been different because I'm alone.  Every step is measured and careful.  I keep moving to reduce the chance of clots and to keep the arm in a small amount of motion so it won't lock up.  I took my first whole pain pill last night and slept for 16 hours.  That felt good.  The night of surgery I was on the way to the bathroom at Regina's and felt myself going down so I just slid into it.  She helped me up and we carried on.  

I got a message this morning that an old friend died yesterday.  He was by far one of the most brilliant men I've ever known.  
I will never forget the only time I ever appeared as a witness in court and it was for him.  He said he probably wouldn't need me to nail the case so I sat outside the courtroom for hours until I was finally called.  It was obvious on the faces of the other party and his attorney that my little story hadn't even been thought of us ammo for a custody trial.  He was an avid domino player and lover of the high life.  And he will be missed, especially at the kudzu bar.

It's gonna be a long ten days until I see Leigh Ann for removal of stiches and asessment of function.  Then time with Gay will commence.  Merry Christmas to me!!  Meanwhile, there's always Hulu for entertainment.  The Handmaid's Tale is like a freakin' train wreck....horrible but you can't look away.  

Another day, another terrorist attack...this one unsuccessful.  Why do they hate us?  I've never figured that one out except that it's always been thus and so.  So Trump and Roy Moore are about the only accused molesters still standing.  What's up with that?  Can't we fire them like the networks fired Lauer? Just a thought

Teach your children well~





Sunday, December 10, 2017

just a slinging

Third day post-op is supposed to be the worst and I am still pretty wonky but not hurting.  The dressing is off and I'm hanging out in the sling.  Work just flew over and I'm grateful not to be on board.  I am in my own little world here with folks checking in and out.  Patrick went to the store for me before church.  I knew I needed something new to watch and got a taste of The Handmaid's Tale" at Regina's so I promptly got HULU and that's my entertainment for now.  I'm missing my girls pretty bad.

Got a certified letter announcement from the IRS yesterday like I don't know that I owe them my refund.  Take it off the top boys.  I'd hate for Trump to miss out on a buck for his wall. I may be crippled but i'm still full of snark.  

Pain has been minimal thank you Lord.  My voice is squeaky so I'm not sure what that's about except maybe intubation?  Plus my eyes are swollen.  Probably all expected after surgery.  There's a lot of bruising all the way down my boob because it flows south I reckon.  I can't imagine how bad it would be had I not laid off the NSAIDs for a week.

Thanks for all the encouragement and prayers.  Last night I successfully and safely washed my hair in the sink and took a sit down bath.  It was heavenly to be clean!  The world is twirling without me and I'm perfectly okay with that.  

Peace ~

Saturday, December 9, 2017

day two

Mamye picked me up this morning for a ride to the 'gentral for basic food stuff.  I chose easy like microwave.  I'm not in much pain which is a miracle.  My next goal is to undress the surgical site and take a shower.  Tomorrow.  

Score at the dolla store:  snacks and house shoes.  My next purchase will be a Snoopy tree from Lowes if there's anything left.  Maybe one strand of lights if there's rosemary left.  

One day at a time ^j^

Friday, December 8, 2017

the day after

Surgery  went well but the surgeon wasn't able to completely repair the tears so there's that to deal with.  I'm looking forward to Gays magic in a week or so.  Mamye dropped me off and Regina picked me up afterwards.  Many prayers have come my way and the blessing is felt.  They did a nerve block in pre-op which made me pain free until this morning.  My entire left arm and hand were numb so we had a heckuva time last night tryin to figure getting in and out of the damned thing. I'll be wearing it for several weeks.  

I get to be the Princess here, so to speak.  Gigi is taking excellent care of the one armed lady.  Her little dog Bella is in doggie jail so we are walking around her little gate thingie.  She can move the thing across the room just by pushing from the inside.  

Today's treat was getting to see Ed Sheeran on two of the morning shows.  What a talent he is.  Regina is working her her office wbere she operates her appraisal business. I'm entertaing myself here at the kitchen island sorrounded by Christmas.  I'm loving it.  Can't wait to see my girls next week.

It's time to heal now and nothing would lift my spirits more than anything is having Lauren and Reaves coming for a visit.  I have bought ZERO presents for them but there's still time. Hopefully we will spend Christmas together.  Reaves is smiling and happy in a lot of pictures we have compiled by smart phone since her birth in September.

I don't know what's the news because I'm still kind of wonky and can't concentrate.  It's all bad news with the media outlets so I seek out news on a conservative liberal sort of thing.  I guess you'd call that Independent like Bernie.  

Mamye is dog and cat tending until I get home.  Probably tomorrow.  They chased us down the lane because Mamye was taking their Mama away.  Tell me they're not protective!  They are a great burglar alam because they bark whenever  cars come up the lane. Plus I got a knife and "i will cutchoo" in a heart beat if you try to take on the old lady.  

Over and out from Casa Regina ^j^













Wednesday, December 6, 2017

bite the arm that feeds you

Oscar was horribly abused physically before he came to live with us.  He has flourished here and turned into quite a little lover.  Except when he's asleep and you scare him.  Or course they sleep with me so I've learned to move carefully so that I remain next to a dog but with space to move.  Last night when I moved Oscar dug in one spot deep.  Thank the lord I'd had something for pain.  He's not mean...just damaged.  

I've got the sage burning to blow off bad vibes and stress prior to surgery.  I'm ready to get it over with and move on.  The girls are coming to see me for a coupla days on Tuesday and that's a blessing.  The one armed woman and a baby.  UCMTSU

Prayers are always appreciated.  I can feel the power ^j^

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

i give

There ain't enough opiates in the world to fix this and function at the same time.  Therefore, I will work tomorrow and get it "fixed" as one friend said.  I've already done it once and survived.  As long as I don't catch MRSA things should be swell.  

Amazon exceeded my expectations with shipment two days early for only 12 bucks.  Christmas online is what's up.  I ordered something for Reaves not realizing that it's a pre-publish thing so she'll get it for her first birthday.  Mama's clock is chiming as I type.  Joy to the World!  

I said goodbye to a friend and co-worker today and found myself in tears.  He has been a good friend during very hard times and I'll miss him.  He told me his favorite memory of me is how we got all those puppies adopted.  You can't make that stuff up.

The plumbing team came by today to make sure the pump won't freeze during the arctic weather.  I'm grateful for that because I've been froze up for days.  It's the renter's responsibility to make sure that doesn't happen.  And I'm a single girl.

I'm getting daily pictures of Reaves who is growing like crazy and smiling up a storm.  Lauren is back at work and loving it.  Hopefully we'll arrange some kind of visit soon.  

Noel ~