Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Wednesday Wrandom Wrambling's
I'm so over these crutches. Really. I'm uncoordinated as it is, throw in these bad boys and just watching me try and get down the hall is comical. For reals. Sometimes I laugh so hard at myself I pee a little. Sometimes the bathroom is REALLY far away.
So my left leg has been turning colors and swelling whenever I get up. Ever since the bone scan that showed the stress fracture. I saw the doc today. They did an ultrasound to check for blood clots. Nothing, that's Good news. Don't know what's causing the obvious circulation issues. That's bad news. Oh well. Whaddya do?
My baby is 18 in 2 days. Where in the fetch does time go? He used to be this shy, little, quiet, easy peasy child. He is still shy. And easy peasy. And quiet. He is not little. He is on a date while we speak. With one of my YW. Weird.
Three more months until Elder L comes home. For that reason, I would gladly like time to speed up. 6 months until we go to Cancun. See previous sentence.
Poor Splenda Daddy. Dude has had to do EVERYTHING! Laundry, cooking, cleaning etc. Everything. Freakshow was sicker than a dog (pun totally intended) yesterday and puked too many times to count. Splenda had to get the carpet cleaner out and scrub the carpets. Then the wind knocked down our 25 year old fence. So between the inside house crap, me, the sick dog, and Sissy on the weekends, he now is dealing with repairing the fence. He needs a vacay.
Tried the gym the last couple of mornings. Jury is out. Not totally sure about it. Does it make me feel better to go and do at least SOMETHING or is it just like rubbing salt in the wound when I see everyone else doing the fun stuff, and I'm bobbing in the pool?
Did I mention that crutches totally blow?