Nine days into the new year, let’s get this January over with so that we can get through February! Man! I can’t wait until pitchers & catchers get on those planes for spring training!
I keep going back, in my mind, to that damn waiting room yesterday. People standing all over the damn place. That doctor had no time for me. I’ve got so many questions still. I think I’ll just ask my primary care physician. He’s always got time to answer my questions. And he’s so dang smart, what with being a lawyer first.
I wore the wrist brace the doctor made time to give me (all 30 seconds of it) because my wrist was killing me! I’ve had chemo, I know what Killing Me feels like!
Nugget and I were finishing up the first season of Homeland (god damn you, Saturday Night Live, and your spoof of the show that had me cracking up whenever the annoying daughter showed up in a scene!) and my wrist was hurting something fierce! So I took a pile of Advil and slapped on that brace. Why is it that my right wrist wishes to be contained all the time?
I wore the brace to bed and I popped a Sleep Aid, sleeping through the entire night, thank god! (And no, it’s not the jewelry making that’s hurting my wrist. Well, not yet. My wrist hurt horribly while I was making no jewelry at all and really has been less painful since I’ve gone gluten/wheat-free. It was the cortisone shot that was killing me last night and still some today).
My wrist is better today. I was even able to make a few jewelry pieces but it’s more painful than it was before I went to see the Overworked Doctor. Hopefully she didn’t make it worse!
I spent a fortune at the grocery store today. A fortune! My cart was overflowing so it makes sense but my god! Groceries are expensive! And they turn into poop! Which makes you think that maybe you should return your poop to the store and tell them what their over-priced groceries did!
Or maybe not. That was really gross.
And yet, I don’t edit.