I know when I list off the stuff I’ve been doing it won’t seem like I’ve been too busy to blog, but I’m gonna do the round-up anyway.
Much of last week was spent trying to get everything in order for Matt to leave for a three week long trip to Singapore. (Read: I was doing a metric crap-ton of laundry.)
I was also grounding Corwin for his usual offense of not doing his damn homework. Once a quarter, the kid goes rogue and either does it and doesn’t turn it in or just doesn’t do it. Needless to say, there was some “child management” going on.
Thursday morning, I brought Matt and one of his colleagues to the airport to head to Singapore.
Thursday afternoon, I lived up to my reputation of being the Klutziest Klutz Who Ever Klutzed. I got out of the car at the gas station and managed to slip and fall. Not on ice. No, that would actually be understandable. No, this chick slipped and fell on the damn sidewalk salt used to melt the ice. No ice in sight.
Yeah. I have no idea either.
However, what I do know is that I sprained my left ankle and right wrist, bruised the hell out of my knee, gouged the palm of my left hand and hit my head on the pavement. Because I’m just that clever/stupid/talented/adjective of your choice.
Since then, I’ve had a fair amount of insomnia – I don’t sleep well when Matt’s not home. It doesn’t help that Angus thinks that 3:30 am is a perfectly reasonable time to play fetch with his sparkly pink puff ball. Of course, last night, there was no puff ball in sight. Just me lying awake from 3 am until I had to get up at 5:30. Shoulda just gotten up and worked.
Yesterday, I got a cortisone shot in the wrist in hopes of alleviating my chronic carpal tunnel numbness and pain. It was kinda freaking to feel the doctor wiggling the needle around in there. And my arm was really weak afterward, so I’m super grateful that Brynn drove me to and from. But I’m not sure the shot’s doing any good. It might be because of the sprain. I’ll probably try another one and see what happens.
See? Doesn’t seem like this should have kept me away from blogging. But it did. Sigh.
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If it makes you feel any better, my cocker spaniel decided to get me up at 3am this morning…and by 3:30, I decided I wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon, so got up and watched my DVR'd TV shows. Went back to bed at 5….and overslept, even though the alarm began going off at 6am.
And I slip on calcium chloride also!
I never sleep well when my hubby is gone. I understand very well.
Hang in there!
OMG! This nearly caused coffee spew on the computer–> “Klutziest Klutz Who Ever Klutzed”. I hope things are improving sweetie!
My goodness, woman! You didn't let on that your fall was so bad on The Twitter! 🙂 The sprain could definitely have something to do with the shot working slowly.
But what about the good stuff that has happened?! YOU HAD GOOD STUFF HAPPEN.
*wraps carefully in double layer of bubblewrap*
Hope you feel better soon…