Horrible night followed by frenetic morning. I’m a wreck.
**FCD **started yesterday feeling great. Then the residual anesthetic wore off and his knee really started hurting. As a result, he had a terrible time sleeping, ergo I had a terrible time sleeping. Then I had to take him to work, after wrapping up his knee so he could shower. (The plastic wrap worked great - it clung to itself, then I topped it with a plastic bag held on with packing tape. Dry bandages - yay!) Not only did I have to help him dry his lower legs, then help with the sock and shoe on the bad leg, I also had to get the dog fed and pack a lunch for my sweetie, and, oh yes, don some clothing that wouldn’t get me arrested if I was in an accident on the way back from dropping him off.
But he’s safely ensconced at his office, and I’m home, showered, and fed (didn’t have time to shower before we left.) I’m thinking after I get all caught up with my morning reading, I may lie down and snooze a bit.
Meanwhile, it’s only 41 damned degrees out there and we won’t see 60° today. The furnace came on!!! We’ve got tickets to the ball game tomorrow night and I hate to throw away $27, but it’s going to be cold and I don’t want to be sitting out there freezing. Dammit.
Other than that, life’s a bowl of freekin’ cherries!
I’ve been going to a lot of my friend’s recitals (not rectals! ) and there are still more to go to. The reason there are so many concerts at this time of year is that many of my university music student friends are required to give public recitals as part of their grade. And I get lots of free concerts, so yay. Today’s recital is a flute recital. I’ve always liked the flute.
Need to get back to work on that music arrangement too.
Shortly, I will don shoes and head down to pick up my sweetie from work. He said his knee is starting to swell and ache. I’ll take an ice pack with me and he can chill it on the way home. And I can make a slight detour to Food Lion for milk. The trip will be a two-fer!
Back from fetching my sweetie. He’s in bed - hope he gets some sleep. I should join him, but I’m wide awake and I’d just keep him up. Maybe I’ll watch some Netflix - that might put me to sleep…
Ummmm… Howdy Y’all! First off, thanks for all the concern. I can’t even begin to tell y’all how much that means to me. It’s been a really strange past seven days for me. Without gettin’ into too much at least as of yet, I have been dealin’ with a personal crisis that came to a head Thursday of last week. I’ve spent the past week workin’ through it, and, though I still have a ways to go, I do feel much better now. A combination of therapy and some medication are goin’ a long way toward gettin’ me back on track.
I have read a bunch of this week’s MMP but have retained little so far. Thanks MOOOOOOM for makin’ contact with Fr. Jay, AKA YP. He told me you had sent him an email and also told me what he said in response. He was kind of hesitant to do so but he’s heard me talk about the Dope and knows I hang out here so he decided to respond. I told him I am grateful to him for doin’ so. Oh, and flytrap, interestin’ you found St. Stephen’s bein’ as it is no longer a church, well mission, cause that’s what it was. Still cool that you thought enough to make the attempt. It makes me feel good to know you all cared enough to attempt to find out.
I may not be real talkative over the next little while. Please understand that it may take a while for me to get back to my usual self. The support I have from y’all and the support I have from OYKW, YP, JDD and Partner, and many others includin’ family has been and will continue to be a huge source of support.
It’s been rough, [Buddy from Night Court]but I’m feeling much better now![/Buddy from Night Court]
I was >< this close to actually taking pen to paper and sending you a card. :eek: I can’t speak for the rest of Mump-land, but my imagination went to all sorts of bad places when I realized you were so long absent. Glad I was overreacting and glad YP told us you were OK, that is, not in traction somewhere.
Take care of yourself, you old fart!!! I lurves ya, yanno!