Color me stoopid. About 7:00PM yesterday, after taking my shower, I decided to change the sheets and comforter, freshen up the bedroom. Gordy was asked to help, but was too slow in coming to my aid for my patience, so I got gobs o' covers and sheets, and walking out of the bathroom, into the bedroom area, I put full force of my stepping forward weight onto something that managed to go up into my foot, and HURT! Youch! Not only pain, and ambulatory issues, but I bled over stuff, and then we went to the ER. I anticipated a tetanus shot, but Dr B said no need, and he approved of my cleaning job. They irrigated it, and said no stitches despite the length and deepness of the laceration. They didn't take xrays, cuz I told them I thought it was on wicker, later to find at home that it was plastic and metal..but oh well for now. He didn't see anything to worry about, and cleaning it prolly did the rest if something got in. So, no sleep last night at all, and the night before maybe 2-3 hours? Am on adrenaline. I bled through the dressing they put on, so I did my own last night, but later /earlier? this AM, I did it again cuz is hurting and I saw more blood. I've also been icing it. So, to state the obvious, I (we) didn't get to go to the Street Dance at Mukilteo Coffee Co where Robby works. Dang. So, I'm not happy, it adds to the "Excuses" /reasons? to not do the treadmill, for a while. I go to see Linda again about my CPAp machine, my nose gets icky and dry so it's not working or helping. Hence I postponed the follow up sleep study. Speaking of follow ups, I have to get my 6 month diagnostic mammogram - I'm nervous of course. Mom's day is coming up fast. When I saw her Tuesday, despite her better "mood" and appearance, as we drove home, I had a huge cry. I'm not sure exactly where that is coming from, maybe another b'day w/out her, or just hating the environment she's in [not the people -- I like them, especially the "night shift". Last time there were 2 screamers. I love her. I just drifted a sec, and saw Mom in a suit looking damn goodand she said something I can't remember. I have to bid y'all adieu, I can't even finish a sentence I'm writing. I hope I can get to sleep. Later y'all, peace! ##
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