Friday, February 27, 2004
Stupid..stupid..stupid!
Oh my dear sweet blog how I have missed you normally I update quite often, but lately due to lack of readership and time, I haven't been. As I sit here and wonder what things I want to write, I am suddenly filled with wonder of how I have actually been pretty good at updating something highly unexpected for me.
I am a very disorganized, and have been rather preoccupied lately with bills, work and other concerns.
Now anyone who has been reading this will probably have noticed that I am a klutz, I fall almost every weekend I go out, or I bang into something, or hurt myself in some way.
So I broke my foot................ Yea that's right I broke my foot! I was drunk, I was dancing, there was melted snow on a hardwood floor and I came down, slipped and snap.............. That was Saturday night at about 3:30 am, (well technically Sunday morning I guess), I went to work on Monday, walked on it (well hobbled) and then went to outpatients after work with Ericia. The doctor looked at it, and said "It's probably broken, come back in the morning and get an x-ray". Now I am NOT a morning person but I woke up at 9:45 am to go to the hospital to get the bloody x-ray, I hadn't gotten to sleep till 6 am cause my foot was throbbing. I had the x-ray done by 11 am and proceeded to wait till 2:10 pm in the waiting room, and went to check with the nurses because I had to be to work for 4 pm. They said I was the next one in, at 3:05 pm when I checked back they again told me I would be the next one in, I said nevermind it can't be broken or I would've been called in, I'll come back after work, at 1 am. The nurse looks at me with this smirk on her face and says in a snarky tone " you are going to go to work with a broken foot?" I looked her square in the eye and returned her snarky tone " Well I did YESTERDAY!" One of the other nurses asked me to come in on my lunch, I said I would be back at 5 pm.
I was at work by 4 pm, I went to a meeting, explained to my General Manager that I probably would not be roaming, and joked that I may have a broken foot. Well I went back on Lunch got in to see doctor and he took one look at my x-ray and said sure enough it's broke, he drug me into the casting room and proceeded to dig out all the supplies, I whined, complained and argued with him NOT to put a cast on me, I could drive, walk, shower, bathe, work, sleep with a broken foot, but NOT with a broken foot with a cast on it!
I lost the argument, I have a cast and crutches, I am stuck at home for the next 6-8 weeks, I go see a specialist next Friday because he is off this week, I may take a Leave Of Absence from work.
There were a ton of other things I have been meaning to write, and hopefully I will get to them all tomorrow.
here is something I started writing a few days ago......
I have so many jumbled thoughts in my head. My values are changing, my morals have changed, I am getting old and I don't know if I like it. Not the fact that I have been on the earth X number of years, but the fact that I am becoming logical, I consider the price of things before I buy them, that when making a career decision it is not as spontaneous as it used to be. Though I am wiser, I still have no regard for finances, I believe family is important, and friends are true treasures. I am starting to become distrustful and thinking about finally settling down for a while..... strange isn't it.
Ta Ta for now!
I am a very disorganized, and have been rather preoccupied lately with bills, work and other concerns.
Now anyone who has been reading this will probably have noticed that I am a klutz, I fall almost every weekend I go out, or I bang into something, or hurt myself in some way.
So I broke my foot................ Yea that's right I broke my foot! I was drunk, I was dancing, there was melted snow on a hardwood floor and I came down, slipped and snap.............. That was Saturday night at about 3:30 am, (well technically Sunday morning I guess), I went to work on Monday, walked on it (well hobbled) and then went to outpatients after work with Ericia. The doctor looked at it, and said "It's probably broken, come back in the morning and get an x-ray". Now I am NOT a morning person but I woke up at 9:45 am to go to the hospital to get the bloody x-ray, I hadn't gotten to sleep till 6 am cause my foot was throbbing. I had the x-ray done by 11 am and proceeded to wait till 2:10 pm in the waiting room, and went to check with the nurses because I had to be to work for 4 pm. They said I was the next one in, at 3:05 pm when I checked back they again told me I would be the next one in, I said nevermind it can't be broken or I would've been called in, I'll come back after work, at 1 am. The nurse looks at me with this smirk on her face and says in a snarky tone " you are going to go to work with a broken foot?" I looked her square in the eye and returned her snarky tone " Well I did YESTERDAY!" One of the other nurses asked me to come in on my lunch, I said I would be back at 5 pm.
I was at work by 4 pm, I went to a meeting, explained to my General Manager that I probably would not be roaming, and joked that I may have a broken foot. Well I went back on Lunch got in to see doctor and he took one look at my x-ray and said sure enough it's broke, he drug me into the casting room and proceeded to dig out all the supplies, I whined, complained and argued with him NOT to put a cast on me, I could drive, walk, shower, bathe, work, sleep with a broken foot, but NOT with a broken foot with a cast on it!
I lost the argument, I have a cast and crutches, I am stuck at home for the next 6-8 weeks, I go see a specialist next Friday because he is off this week, I may take a Leave Of Absence from work.
There were a ton of other things I have been meaning to write, and hopefully I will get to them all tomorrow.
here is something I started writing a few days ago......
I have so many jumbled thoughts in my head. My values are changing, my morals have changed, I am getting old and I don't know if I like it. Not the fact that I have been on the earth X number of years, but the fact that I am becoming logical, I consider the price of things before I buy them, that when making a career decision it is not as spontaneous as it used to be. Though I am wiser, I still have no regard for finances, I believe family is important, and friends are true treasures. I am starting to become distrustful and thinking about finally settling down for a while..... strange isn't it.
Ta Ta for now!
