Laa Laa
And now I have screen doors, too!! Yippee! Ugh...it soooooo doesn't make up for the last ten months of hell we've put up with from Home Depot, but the screens are in. The final step with installation of the flush bolt - which the Home Depot guys dropped off this morning, and they said we would hear from them or the installers "soon". Whatever that means.
I can't believe it's Friday already. This week went really fast. This weekend I want to do some yardwork. Errr...Let me rephrase that - I want Lyndon to do some yardwork. I can't do much becuase of my wrist, so unfortunately, outdoor work falls on him which means it never gets done. We'll see how the weekend goes.
Speaking of my lame wrist, I think I might have to look into finding an orthopeodist again. For those of you who don't know, I have nerve damage in my left wrist from a field hockey injury when I was 13. For about four years I went to a million different doctors and hospitals, had tests out the wazoo, and was basically told that the only solution would be surgery that had about a 75% success rate for the existing pain, with a 30% chance of moving the pain elsewhere, and about a 10% chance of making it worse. I didn't like those odds, and since it has been a manageable level of pain, I haven't seen anyone about it since I was 17.
Well, Kira is only 5 months old and already I can barely pick her up. I've been wrapping my wrist about 3 out of 5 nights while I sleep, and icing it down a couple times throughout the day. I can handle it the way it is RIGHT NOW, but Kira's only going to get bigger and I really don't think I can handle it worse. Not with the constant lifting and carrying...up and down. And I want to have another one within a year or so. It will be hellish.
*sigh*
I really don't want to start looking into treatments again. I am hoping that the odds of surgery have improved in the past six years, but if they haven't, I still won't have it done. It's not worth it to me, especially when I can manage (albeit, with constant pain) without.
Truly, my body hates me. Between my head problems and my bum wrist, it really makes it hard to be a productive person. But I soldier on because, well, I LIKE being a productive person. My head has been good lately, and my wrist has been manageable for years, like I said...I guess I was just kinda hoping things would stay that way. I knew there was a possibility that this was going to become an issue when I decided to have a child, but I was kinda hoping that it wouldn't.
I think I'm going to ask Lyndon to pick up Thai food on his way home from the office. Yum.
I can't believe it's Friday already. This week went really fast. This weekend I want to do some yardwork. Errr...Let me rephrase that - I want Lyndon to do some yardwork. I can't do much becuase of my wrist, so unfortunately, outdoor work falls on him which means it never gets done. We'll see how the weekend goes.
Speaking of my lame wrist, I think I might have to look into finding an orthopeodist again. For those of you who don't know, I have nerve damage in my left wrist from a field hockey injury when I was 13. For about four years I went to a million different doctors and hospitals, had tests out the wazoo, and was basically told that the only solution would be surgery that had about a 75% success rate for the existing pain, with a 30% chance of moving the pain elsewhere, and about a 10% chance of making it worse. I didn't like those odds, and since it has been a manageable level of pain, I haven't seen anyone about it since I was 17.
Well, Kira is only 5 months old and already I can barely pick her up. I've been wrapping my wrist about 3 out of 5 nights while I sleep, and icing it down a couple times throughout the day. I can handle it the way it is RIGHT NOW, but Kira's only going to get bigger and I really don't think I can handle it worse. Not with the constant lifting and carrying...up and down. And I want to have another one within a year or so. It will be hellish.
*sigh*
I really don't want to start looking into treatments again. I am hoping that the odds of surgery have improved in the past six years, but if they haven't, I still won't have it done. It's not worth it to me, especially when I can manage (albeit, with constant pain) without.
Truly, my body hates me. Between my head problems and my bum wrist, it really makes it hard to be a productive person. But I soldier on because, well, I LIKE being a productive person. My head has been good lately, and my wrist has been manageable for years, like I said...I guess I was just kinda hoping things would stay that way. I knew there was a possibility that this was going to become an issue when I decided to have a child, but I was kinda hoping that it wouldn't.
I think I'm going to ask Lyndon to pick up Thai food on his way home from the office. Yum.