Saw new Doc today, I actually shaved for this visit since he was looking at my veins. Yes, they suck, but he can't say that's what my problem is, so back to Ortho's problem, which means it's still my problem since Ortho doesn't give a shit. I did go get some shiny new stockings, which kill my left leg and that's probably not good, but at least I have them.
It's pretty bad when you're hoping for a blood clot, which will hopefully show up in the ultrasound I'll have Monday. At least that will be grounds for I can't go back to work, because there's still no way. If I have to I will, and hang around till they fire me because I'm not gonna be able to do much. The other problem is if I can do anything, I need a few hours to make it worthwhile for me to drive out there. At least something is better than nothing. I guess. I'm kicking myself for not trying for temporary disability, but I'm a pessimist, I really don't think that was gonna happen, and given the state of affairs in my state, I'm probably right.
I'm waiting till Monday to talk to work, get the test done, and that'll give me another week because they won't make the schedule until Saturday of next week, so I'm buying as much time as I can.
Off to sleep because I had to be up at the crack of dawn today and I've gotta do shit tomorrow whether I like it or not. Later.
Friday, August 28, 2015
Saturday, August 22, 2015
Funny What You Remember
I was looking at ads, figuring out the grocery shopping and whole chickens are 59 cents a lb. For some reason that triggered a memory. As a kid I never knew you could buy chicken in parts. Mom always bought the whole one and we cut it up, and that was dinner that night.
I used to be a much better cook, when I was 12 lol because I cooked a lot. Mom worked so I was in charge of dinner most nights. During the summer I also did breakfast and lunch. We had pancakes a lot because they were easy, so I thought, back then I made them from scratch instead of from a mix, and obviously they were edible. We had eggs a lot for awhile because I'd seen someone crack one one-handed, so I had to learn how. I still do them that way.
Ok, funny shit to me, lots of memories in that cooking that I haven't thought about in years. I'll have to tell Mom about it. She'll get a kick out of some of it.
I used to be a much better cook, when I was 12 lol because I cooked a lot. Mom worked so I was in charge of dinner most nights. During the summer I also did breakfast and lunch. We had pancakes a lot because they were easy, so I thought, back then I made them from scratch instead of from a mix, and obviously they were edible. We had eggs a lot for awhile because I'd seen someone crack one one-handed, so I had to learn how. I still do them that way.
Ok, funny shit to me, lots of memories in that cooking that I haven't thought about in years. I'll have to tell Mom about it. She'll get a kick out of some of it.
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
The Good, Bad, and The Weird
The good. Annie talked me into The Dive Friday night and The Assholes showed up. We threw a whole 3 games of darts and had a good time. I didn't hurt until Saturday, Sunday and today. Still, it's progress so I'm down with that.
The bad, besides my typing because I really need to cut my nails again. I found out someone I know passed away Saturday. I was thinking she was older than me, but nope, just had a harder life I guess. I've known her for years casually since her husband is a bartender/ manager. We hung out with a lot of the same people through the years. She was usually the one we made fun of because she was always too drunk to function.
Then I went to work at HellMart and she was there. She was always pleasant, professional and very cool. I revised my opinion, but never told her, or anyone about what I thought before.
I don't know what happened for sure, someone said she'd been sick. My opinion is she drank herself to death after HellMart fired her not long after she came back from medical leave. That thought hurts my heart, and I wish I'd told her how much I did appreciate her when I had the chance. She was a good woman with a horrible problem (I say as I sit here drinking another beer and shot of tequila).
I guess the weird is how much her death has bothered me. Hell, I cry at TV sometimes, but don't get all torn up about real people enough. I want to go to visitation at least, but it's way out there and I don't drive very far, and don't really have gas money, and I'm making excuses. So I may or may not.
Anyway, that's pretty much that for today. Our regularly scheduled "My Psychotic Ass" will return soon. Later kids.
The bad, besides my typing because I really need to cut my nails again. I found out someone I know passed away Saturday. I was thinking she was older than me, but nope, just had a harder life I guess. I've known her for years casually since her husband is a bartender/ manager. We hung out with a lot of the same people through the years. She was usually the one we made fun of because she was always too drunk to function.
Then I went to work at HellMart and she was there. She was always pleasant, professional and very cool. I revised my opinion, but never told her, or anyone about what I thought before.
I don't know what happened for sure, someone said she'd been sick. My opinion is she drank herself to death after HellMart fired her not long after she came back from medical leave. That thought hurts my heart, and I wish I'd told her how much I did appreciate her when I had the chance. She was a good woman with a horrible problem (I say as I sit here drinking another beer and shot of tequila).
I guess the weird is how much her death has bothered me. Hell, I cry at TV sometimes, but don't get all torn up about real people enough. I want to go to visitation at least, but it's way out there and I don't drive very far, and don't really have gas money, and I'm making excuses. So I may or may not.
Anyway, that's pretty much that for today. Our regularly scheduled "My Psychotic Ass" will return soon. Later kids.
Friday, August 14, 2015
Just Because
Frankenfoot was behaving for a bit, not so much this week, and I don't know why. It's frustrating as hell. I made a point of telling Annie how it was good Monday after getting out and about. Maybe that was it. It blew up Tuesday, and yesterday I went to dinner, by the time I got home you could see every strap from my sandal.
I'm supposed to lunch and throw darts with The Gnome tomorrow. We'll see if I do, and how things are after. Maybe it'll be awesome :)
I'm supposed to lunch and throw darts with The Gnome tomorrow. We'll see if I do, and how things are after. Maybe it'll be awesome :)
Thursday, August 13, 2015
I Told A Lie
Kinda, somewhat. Yeah, I guess I did. Someone asked if I was still blogging, told her No. Partly because she's FB friends with my Mother and we don't want any of that, and partly because all I do lately is whine, and she kicks my ass about the whining so there was no point in saying yes.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it Dammit.
The latest news in this odyssey is work wants me to come back! In shitty positions I can't do because I still have Frankenfoot, and a cane, can't walk, stand, or wear shoes for long so..... Back to the same old shit except now I have no income. It's about to get real up in here.
I went to The Assholes for dinner tonight since Annie was providing the fish, and it was in the freezer here so there was no point in her coming home to get it when it's closer for her to go there from work. We've swapped vehicles too since I can't clutch, Dammit. I wasn't happy about getting out, but dinner was awesome, and I'm tired of getting shit about my weight so I'm trying to eat more. I figure 10 lbs will shut everyone up.
Veronica is still hanging in there, eating like a Champ lately, so still not having that conversation. I was sitting outside earlier looking for meteors (not a one to be seen), and she was all head in lap saying Hi, or kill me now, I'm not sure. I don't think she's ready, but I know she's hurting, so I'm having a hard time with this one. I know Annie doesn't want to for various reasons, but we are gonna have to face it eventually. Let's just hope it's not today.
Ok, think I may have gotten everything out for now. Maybe. I'll go watch some stupid tv until daylight or so, and maybe sleep. I got used to sleeping a lot, but the last few days/nights, not so much. I have catching up to do.
Later kids.
Monday, August 03, 2015
Having A Day
Things are better, but still ugly. I made it to the grocery store today and took care of business, so I accomplished something, WOOHOO!
The other thing is Annie has left town for a few days and I'm scared to death Veronica is gonna die on me while she's gone. She's eating if I take the food to her, and apparently still going outside, but won't get up at all when I ask, and I can't pick her up, and I tried to have this conversation with Annie a couple of weeks ago and she pretended not to hear me, and yeah.
I'm really tired of being a Sad Sack, but Dammit. I've always been the strong one, physically at least, and I can't do shit. I can finally reach the floor to pick stuff up, but I have no strength or stamina, foot and leg are still shit, still better but not used to be me.
I want Used to be Me back. I miss her. She was an Asshole, but I liked her. She served me pretty well for most of my years.
These days I'm watching bad tv and having beer with a coffee chaser at 4am because my sleep schedule is completely gone. I may or may not sleep all day when I finally get there.
Fun times.
The other thing is Annie has left town for a few days and I'm scared to death Veronica is gonna die on me while she's gone. She's eating if I take the food to her, and apparently still going outside, but won't get up at all when I ask, and I can't pick her up, and I tried to have this conversation with Annie a couple of weeks ago and she pretended not to hear me, and yeah.
I'm really tired of being a Sad Sack, but Dammit. I've always been the strong one, physically at least, and I can't do shit. I can finally reach the floor to pick stuff up, but I have no strength or stamina, foot and leg are still shit, still better but not used to be me.
I want Used to be Me back. I miss her. She was an Asshole, but I liked her. She served me pretty well for most of my years.
These days I'm watching bad tv and having beer with a coffee chaser at 4am because my sleep schedule is completely gone. I may or may not sleep all day when I finally get there.
Fun times.
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