Whoa
Proof of my clairvoyance:
Manning Picks the Broncos
Why didn't I dream of lotto numbers? Or that I was going to be able to get my shit together sometime soon? Or something even vaguely relevant to my life? Still, it's kinda cool that I predicted this 2 weeks ago.
In other news, it rained a TON early this morning, though nothing really cool like lots of thunder and lightning (the stormier the storm, the better, IMO). We're supposed to get another batch of rain today. I think it's absolute CRAP that the CNN morning meteorologist mentioned just the tornado southwest of San Antonio (which is in Devine, in Medina County, and which NO ONE seems to be able to pronounce. It's "Devine" as in the synonym for "heavenly," and Medina pronounced med-EE-nah. I wouldn't think it's that hard. But I heard both Di-VEEN and Med-EYE-nah this morning. Idiots) and then all of the rain in Oklahoma and Dallas. Austin got their ass kicked last night, and we got something like 3" of rain in just about three hours this morning. But that's not newsworthy. *grumblewhine*
Finally, my medical whine of this post! YAY! I know you were waiting for it. Anyway... I did something to my right hip. Something bad. Something that's definitely at least muscular and probably tendon/ligament-related. Basically, every time I put weight on my right leg, it feels like someone is stabbing me in the hip with an ice pick. I've found that sitting cross-legged makes it worse. Which really sucks for me, because I live in my room, on my bed, and thus I spend most of my time cross-legged typing on my computer, or knitting. Reclining back onto the pillows only makes me sleep. Arg. And it's bad enough that I haven't been able to sleep on my right side for over a week now. I don't know if y'all have this, but I only can fall asleep on my right side. I think it's something to do with the hyper-vigilance PTSD thing (my right side faces the door and thus I can see as soon as someone enters), but since I can now sleep in the dark with just my ocean wave sounds instead of with the lights and TV on, I think the right-side sleeping thing can slide for the moment. However, falling asleep on my back causes snoring that interrupts any deep sleep, and I have mainly night terrors when on my left side. Which means I basically haven't gotten a good night's sleep in 2 weeks. Needless to say I'm all over the place mood-wise. One day I'll be super sensitive, and the next I'm kinda giddy. And I'm constantly exhausted. I've discovered that if I do the old-lady-with-a-walker-with-tennis-balls-on-the-bottom shuffle, I can get around with the least amount of pain. Sis yesterday sang a rendition of "Walk Like an Egyptian A Penguin." Speaking of Sis, she just started a new pain med, which is basically a super-strong NSAID (like advil but hopefully stronger). She was crying the first two days because she couldn't be on anything but tylenol while it built up in her system and she was in a crazy amount of pain. Yesterday, it started to finally make a dent in her pain. But then she got a side effect: blurry vision and eye twitches. So she had me drive her to/from class last night. I was happy to do it, even though it KILLED my hip. Thankfully, the blurriness is gone and Mom and I can rest today. Oh, right. Monsieur tripped Mom on her way to her room last night and she fell, landing on her left hip and torquing the hell out of her back. I told her that together we make one full working body and that we should just do kind of a three-legged race-type thing to get around. We're a really pathetic group of people.
Okay. To rest and read and probably sleep again.
Manning Picks the Broncos
Why didn't I dream of lotto numbers? Or that I was going to be able to get my shit together sometime soon? Or something even vaguely relevant to my life? Still, it's kinda cool that I predicted this 2 weeks ago.
In other news, it rained a TON early this morning, though nothing really cool like lots of thunder and lightning (the stormier the storm, the better, IMO). We're supposed to get another batch of rain today. I think it's absolute CRAP that the CNN morning meteorologist mentioned just the tornado southwest of San Antonio (which is in Devine, in Medina County, and which NO ONE seems to be able to pronounce. It's "Devine" as in the synonym for "heavenly," and Medina pronounced med-EE-nah. I wouldn't think it's that hard. But I heard both Di-VEEN and Med-EYE-nah this morning. Idiots) and then all of the rain in Oklahoma and Dallas. Austin got their ass kicked last night, and we got something like 3" of rain in just about three hours this morning. But that's not newsworthy. *grumblewhine*
Finally, my medical whine of this post! YAY! I know you were waiting for it. Anyway... I did something to my right hip. Something bad. Something that's definitely at least muscular and probably tendon/ligament-related. Basically, every time I put weight on my right leg, it feels like someone is stabbing me in the hip with an ice pick. I've found that sitting cross-legged makes it worse. Which really sucks for me, because I live in my room, on my bed, and thus I spend most of my time cross-legged typing on my computer, or knitting. Reclining back onto the pillows only makes me sleep. Arg. And it's bad enough that I haven't been able to sleep on my right side for over a week now. I don't know if y'all have this, but I only can fall asleep on my right side. I think it's something to do with the hyper-vigilance PTSD thing (my right side faces the door and thus I can see as soon as someone enters), but since I can now sleep in the dark with just my ocean wave sounds instead of with the lights and TV on, I think the right-side sleeping thing can slide for the moment. However, falling asleep on my back causes snoring that interrupts any deep sleep, and I have mainly night terrors when on my left side. Which means I basically haven't gotten a good night's sleep in 2 weeks. Needless to say I'm all over the place mood-wise. One day I'll be super sensitive, and the next I'm kinda giddy. And I'm constantly exhausted. I've discovered that if I do the old-lady-with-a-walker-with-tennis-balls-on-the-bottom shuffle, I can get around with the least amount of pain. Sis yesterday sang a rendition of "Walk Like an Egyptian A Penguin." Speaking of Sis, she just started a new pain med, which is basically a super-strong NSAID (like advil but hopefully stronger). She was crying the first two days because she couldn't be on anything but tylenol while it built up in her system and she was in a crazy amount of pain. Yesterday, it started to finally make a dent in her pain. But then she got a side effect: blurry vision and eye twitches. So she had me drive her to/from class last night. I was happy to do it, even though it KILLED my hip. Thankfully, the blurriness is gone and Mom and I can rest today. Oh, right. Monsieur tripped Mom on her way to her room last night and she fell, landing on her left hip and torquing the hell out of her back. I told her that together we make one full working body and that we should just do kind of a three-legged race-type thing to get around. We're a really pathetic group of people.
Okay. To rest and read and probably sleep again.