I realized about 10 minutes ago that the reason things hurt is that I hadn’t taken any pain relievers since 8 a.m. And that I’d planned to take some more at lunch, but then promptly forgot.

It’s made for a semi-cranky demeanor, not to mention the fact that all the other muscles are a little irritated to be carrying more than their load. I appreciate the sympathy & concern – and had there been a glimmer of worry that it was in fact broken, I’d have gone to the doctor. I still will, if it doesn’t continue to improve. According to my at-home physician (JWo) (who is assisted by Nurse Tripper – boys are nurses too!), the swelling had gone down a fair amount in one day. It does still hurt, but I did the “Is Your Ankle Broken” checklist, and as long as there’s improvement, I should be fine. I do love, however, how every one of these online checklists incorporates something like, “Do a visual check, and if there are bones protruding from the skin, seek medical attention.” Oh, really? Ya think? I’ll get to the doctor right after I’ve recovered from puking and passing out from SEEING MY BONES coming through my skin. Fuuu-uck. I love how our litigious and Darwin-Award-driven society has removed all semblances of common sense. (Obviously, my 1,000 mg of pain reliever has not kicked in yet. Hi, Grouchers!)

I will end on a high note. I’ve saved this in my Bloglines, because it makes me grin every time I see it. And given the footwear, it feels vaguely appropriate. Except I’m pretty sure this hammy doesn’t actually walk around in doll shoes.

(From Cute Overload, natch.)

I’m seriously thinking my last moment in life will involve me in the tub. Taking a header. Isn’t that a pretty common way to go? My lack of grace and sprained ankle have left me incredibly frustrated today (and in a fair amount of pain that isn’t getting deadened from the handful of anti-inflammatories…) I stayed home today & kept up on things at work via email (thankfully!) and now I’m mustering the strength to go out and get myself some gimp-helpers, namely an ace bandage & possibly an air splint. Oh, and if there are any vicodin lying about on the ground, I’m going to pick those up, no matter how much it hurts at the time.

I did put some DPN holders into my etsy shop, and have quite a few more to put in there, so I’m not skipping the big alert/update, I just want the people who are interested to have a full selection! I need to get some more elastic, but …. the gimp thing again. Sigh. Frustrating! Tripper thinks it’s awesome though, because he’s gotten to sleep out in the living room all day, instead of in his crate. At least one of us is having an awesome day!

Well, I’m off to hobble through the CVS. If you see me, I’ll be the pissy lady brandishing a sporty blue cane. In other words, keep back about four feet!

It just got nuttier after that last post. Yes, I got my timesheets done. And then I decided to go back to the copier before I left – it was about 6:00 – and what happened? I tripped on the carpet, grabbed at my white board (which, let it be clear, offered NO support) and fell and sprained my ankle. And people were still there, and the huge white board crashing down caused a few faces to poke their heads in out of concern.

Excellent. I’m so graceful and now I’m a gimp to boot.

But! I have a lovely husband. He went and got dinner, waited on me all evening, and offered lots of sympathy. And I finished packaging & photographing a whole bunch of DPN holders, so tomorrow & Thursday, I’ll be stocking my Etsy shop!

And muttering under my breath, “I’ve fallen! Goddammit!”

I totally want to blog but the CFO is telling me to do my timesheets before I leave today.
BLEAH!
More later. Hopefully.

I was delighted to get linked on Stephanie Japel’s blog for my DPN holders! I already have a couple people who want to be alerted when my stock is replenished – if you’re interested, leave a comment or email me at plazajen AT gmail (dot com, of course). I’ve got an etsy account & shop setup, but no goods to hang in the windows! Soon, though, very soon, I promise.

On daily life, it’s been an interesting couple of days – the Royals home opener was yesterday, and it was horrid weather. I skipped the game, but got my fill of the spirit by tailgating – plenty of fresh air, bbq smoke, and officemate camaraderie (oh and gusting, freezing winds and rain). This morning was my annual doctor’s appointment (I always hear the song, “Back in the Saddle Again”, in my head when I’m getting ready to head over there for that appointment….) My doctor is not even 5′ tall, a little Vietnamese bundle of energy, and I adore her. We talked knitting, and she just had a baby last year, so we also talked parenting skills/style (I figure three dogs count for something) and also James’ teaching experiences contribute to the conversation. Hey. Anything to ignore what’s going on, I say. They have an awesome phlebotomist at the office, but sadly, she didn’t quite get all the alcohol wiped off my arm before starting the draw… I’ve never had that happen before. I tried not to overreact, especially with a needle in my arm, but I finally said, “So…..should it be burning like that?” It subsided eventually, but she was concerned and asked me several questions to make sure it wasn’t something else. Finally, I said, ok, am I in danger of my blood leaking and filling up my arm? (I was trying to imagine what the absolute worst case scenario would be.) The answer, fortunately, was “no.” (It would have started to happen already. Gulp. I thought I was coming up with an impossible scenario…)

So now I have some crazy work projects to knock out, and a few things to get crossed off my to-do list so I stop the maddening cycle of “OH YEAH – I’ve GOT to get that done” and then promptly forgetting to do it. In fact, I keep hopping out of this box to do other things & then I remember, “DUH! I didn’t hit ‘Post’!” Welcome to my world. At least it isn’t boring!