old-monia

Me at Girls Camp, no reason.

For your information: ulcers + asthma noes not = pneumonia

It does, however, equal pain. Also taking mucinex for a chest cold that you don't have, can give you a belly ache. Add ibuprofen to the already precarious mix and voila~ ulcer flare up, or some such painful burning in the gut and chest area thing.

And lucky you, I won't even charge you a $40 co-pay. How's that for generosity? Charitable and nice and all, but don't you agree?

There is some good that came from all this: it was not in fact pneumonia so I am all set to hang out with Mommy Motherington -her rightfully earned title- it's kind of like a duke or an earl, you know.

Seeing as I have so very much planned- being quarantined from her would ruin all of said carefully laid plans. Can't have an icky sicky around the immuno-compromised, or so they say. What do those oncologists know anyway, right? Actually a lot more than I do, so I'd better listen for Motherington's sake.

End information transfer.

*I cannot be held accountable for what is contained in this post as my newly acquired medicine makes me feel like I've ingested 45 red bulls all at once. Salt, people, and more then just a grain.

pain and torture part 1

I started p.t. for my elbow today, it took an hour and a half- 30 minutes of which was painful and slightly torturous. Ok so only part of it is torture- when I get to have a whirlpool for my arm, that's nice, and even the ultrasound is warm and snugly. The exercises aren't bad either.

It's the part where the therapist stretches my arm and gets it to flex and extend beyond what it has been doing for quite sometime, and then the ice. I hate the ice part.

Even after I've been pulled and stretched further than I can go by myself it still feels good. Then they put the ice on for 15 whole minutes and therein lies the torture. I feel like it solidifies again- just after I worked so hard to even get halfway to the consistency of a jelly fish. Wasted effort when the ice goes on it's right back to the tin man, you know, squeaky and in-need-of-oil-hinged.

I must lather, rinse, repeat 3 times a week- hopefully for no longer than 2 weeks, apparently I haven't met my deductible yet.

The good news- I touched my shoulder today, first time in 8 weeks, not by myself though. that's my goal- touch my shoulder before my next session.

lefting

Left is hard. let me explain... I am a right handed person, but I think I used to switch back and forth- I have vague memories of my kindergarten teacher repeatedly putting my pencil back in my right hand, left handers were of the devil (seriously- I grew up in rural texas-she was a bit of a bible thumper) I also remember stripping to the underoos to lay in front of the air conditioner and getting busted, but that's for another time.

So lately I can't get my right hand to do quite what I want it to- the elbow thing again! And let me tell you brushing my teeth with the left hand is a strange and awkward thing, also I spill a lot of my food on myself too. I feel very ungraceful about it all. I'd like to know why it is whenever I get myself all banged up it's always on the right side- right shoulder, right side of the face and back, right big toe- it's a little uncanny.

There is one teeny tiny good thing about all this crazy arm thing- I can't vacuum or sweep/mop it hurts too much, so my darling husband and daughter get the joy of those jobs for a while, and I'm all heartbroken about it can't you tell?

p.s. Dear the Schroeder, I tried to sweep and mop yesterday- I only got the sweeping done, would you please, please mop it in the next day or two? oh and the vacuuming too?
Much love- Smarty Pants

Had my elbow checked by the soon-to-be Dr Gibson (aka Emilisq's scout master). It was just what I was thinking, and afraid of, torn tendons and ligaments. Not completely torn, just a little torn, but still painful.

As the good doctor was doing the evaluation on the traitorous elbow, I started to get that dizzy I'm going to pass out kind of feeling. a vaso-vagal reaction (aka spinny room barfy feeling). If I were anywhere else I think I might have been embarrassed, but Em made me laugh (by chastising Sean for hurting her friend) so it helped to focus my mind elsewhere.

A huge thanks to those cool Gibsons, you guys rock- especially since it was 9 am. I owe you a huge one!
p.s. Dr. G you'll be a great pain and torturer I mean physical therapist- same thing though right? Good luck on the boards.