Category Archives: Who Cares?

Let’s Play a Game!

What do I detest more than being sick?

 

Nothing.

 

You?

There Must Be Cookies

You know how you are always seeing the “Come to the Dark Side, We Have Cookies” meme?

Okay, maybe I’m the only one always seeing it, but back in the day it was the cat’s pajamas..or something.

Anyway, it’s true.

You see my once only-bad back apparently couldn’t hold out against the cookie temptation and went completely evil a week ago last Sunday.

And here you thought I was just lazy about updating my blog.

But, no…I was battling the forces of EVIL in my spine.

I was cooking dinner, I stepped back one step and was frozen in place.  I could not move in any direction without pain that is what I imagine a lightning bolt shooting down your spine, through your ass, and into your legs feels like.

Not that I would know about lightning bolts, nor do I wish to learn, but it’s a white hot thing and so was this pain.

White. Hot. Exquisite (my word for pain that’s a 12 on a scale of 1-10).

The only ‘comfortable’ (and I use that term verrrrry loosely) position, was standing up with the top half of me bent over and resting on something…anything.

And walking? Fugeddaboudit!  I looked like the old man from Laugh-In, the one Ruth Buzzi was always smacking with her purse…ummm…anyone remember that?  Sigh….I’m old.

Anywho…I dragged my ass to the doctor on Monday, and had an MRI on Tuesday, and the bottom line is this.

My spine is fecked-up..totally FUBAR’d, screwed…in other words…a mess.

A hot mess.

A hot, painful mess of facet syndrome, ruptured discs (4), stenosis, arthritis, etc.

The doctor told me to take the week off (which I did and could get used to), and gave me assorted drugs to take to relieve pain and inflammation (again, I could get used to) and so slowly but surely as the week wore on I felt a little better.

Then, I drove to work this morning.

Forty miles.  Forty painful miles.

And sat at a desk all day.  After the first hour, the pain was excruciating…even with the delightful pain medication I was given.  Of course, one can only take so much of that and function.  I’d like to measure dosage in ‘handfuls’, but cannot find those instructions anywhere.

Go figure.

Injections have been suggested, but since 2001 I’ve had eight of those with zero results.  So, thanks but no thanks.

I am waiting for someone to mention the “S” word soon, and not it’s not “S” as in Sam Winchester, because I’d be all yessssssssssssssssssssssss to that even though I prefer Dean, but hey if Sam is offered then Sam I’ll take.

No, “S” as in surgery.

This too, is not an option.

Dontchewwannaknowwhy?

It’s because of the relatively low success rate, relatively high failure rate, and all that lies in between.  If I’m going to have  a fecked back, then fine I’ll deal with it.  I don’t want some knife-happy surgeon trying to ‘fix’ me.

No, I’m not gonna go there.

Unless, of course, there’s cookies.

 

 

 

 

And Then There Were Two, But You’ll Have to Take My Word For It

Remember the squee-fest over the t-shirt?

And then, the incredible irony?

Yeah, well guess what showed up in my mailbox?

The original wandering t-shirt, and the replacement t-shirt that the good folks at 6 Dollar Shirts sent me.

And every day since then I’ve forgotten to take a picture of the two of them side-by-side to have for this post.

Every. Damned. Day. For. Over. A. Week.

I suck at picture taking, and apparently hate my own blog because I’ve also been meaning to post this for over a week.

So, anyway, now I have two t-shirts.

Take my word for it, because if you wait for pics…

Nothing To See Here

This isn’t a post. Well, not a real post.

It’s a post about why I don’t have time to post, which is taking time that I don’t have right now.

So, really nothing to see here.

Move along.

It’s A Tragedy of Epic Proportions

I live in N. Texas, and the airwaves, paperwaves, and every other waves imaginable are currently inundated with a tragic war of words between CBS and Time Warner Cable.

Time Warner Cable laments that CBS wants a 600% increase in programming charges, for something they send out free over the airwaves.

CBS counters, evidently looking to garner sympathy from the viewing public, with this;

“Attention Time-Warner Cable Customers, no more “Under the Dome”, no more “Big Brother”…blah, blah..blah…”

Uh…CBS, you say that like it’s a bad thing.

And you keep saying it, over and over.  I don’t think it means what you think it means.

So far the score is TWC – 1, CBS – 0

All of this will change with the beginning of Religion #475 (football season) around here.  The fit is gonna hit the shan then.