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Back to the Grindstone

Back to the grindstone. Thats what Will and his dad always say when they have to back to work after the weekend or a break. Well, I certainly am back to the “grindstone” - or at least to the daily gruel of life.

My mom and Will have had to trade off taking me everywhere, what a pain. I got out of my mom’s minivan (yeah- not even a “cool mom SUV“ or anything- she has the “loser cruiser“ as my sister and I have dubbed it) and just cringed. She yelled out, “I can walk you to class if you need me to.“ I just expected that any second she would jump out of the car, give me a sack lunch and kiss me on the head or something. AHHH! smile What a nighmare. smile It wasn’t that bad though, I just said no thanks and wobbled on.

Minus the tons of snide comments about my walking and shoes by my coworkers and classmates, it hasn’t been too bad. smile I walk like I don’t have to be anywhere until tommorw, and I take baby steps. But I get there, and that is what counts! smile I am ready to move on, get better, and most of all- STOP HAVING TO BLOG about this! smile Anyone who reads my blog regularly is probably shouting an exultation of “amen!“ So, unless I have a funny story to tell you about my situation (which is an everyday thing in my life anyway), or I got a good report (like, “hey hopalong, you can finally drive“), no more feet talk! Hurray! smile

The Easter Bunny visited me Sunday! Last year Will surprised me with an Easter basket, carrying on the tradition of my family always getting me one. Will has taken on so much to help me these last few weeks, so his help has been the best gift of all. Well, Sunday morning Will opened the front door to get the paper and there was the cutest pink basket outside filled with all sorts of goodies. How thoughtful. smile

My birthday is in a couple of weeks! how fun! I told Will that I just wanted his gift to me to be money towards our season tickets. I partially changed my mind. I have a gift card to Ann Taylor and found the cutest dress ever and am just going to have him pay for the rest of the dress. Here is the dress:

Thought it was cute and wanted to share. No matter what- I am fighting through pain and am going to wear that dress with cute shoes- such a rebel. smile

Enough for today! I better go. Have a great day! As always, more to come in my crazy life…

8 Days of Ugly

Today, like the rest of my post op days, has been uneventful. I actually started some home work so that was good.

And… they’re “letting me out” tomorrow! smile I actually get to get out of the house! But I’m not too excited, it’s another doctor’s apt. I’m kind of nervous! They’re taking my stitches out and… (this is gross) they are taking two screws they put in last week in each foot… without any pain killers! Agh! The doctor says I will just feel pressur because bone has no feeling- but I’m thinking,” HELLO! My skin has feeling and will feel that screw come out!”

I just pray they don’t have to make an incision to get it out. This sucks so bad, and I will be so glad when my life can go back to normal!

My title is 8 days of ugly- and boy has it ever been. I don’t think I have ever consecutively looked so bad in my entire life. I mean, I’ve had a few days here and there, but never 8 days in a row of looking flat out scary. I have been in nothing but sweats this past week because that is all these freaking shoe cast things will fit over! Then I haven’t shaved- I mean I know it’s winter and we are allowed to cheat, but it’s getting bad. And I haven’t worn a drop of makeup in 8 days or fixed my hair besides blowdrying and straightening. Its a scary sight. My eyebrows need a wax. Bad. I’m a scary sight to see. My self esteem will skyrocket after this whole stupid ordeal is over and I can simply put on real clothes.

Anyway, wish me luck on the scary appointment tomorrow!

This Sucks. It really Does.

So here is my last post (finally) before I put away and return tomorrow. This is going to be my venting and not so happy one- so if you are in good spirits, read tomorrow when I talk about my anniversary… but if you are not having the greatest of days- pull up a seat because I’m having a pity party and you are invited. smile

Why in the world would I choose to have surgery on both of my feet at the same time?? What a blonde. I mean, it is the practical thing to do- get it out of the way so I’m only down 6 weeks instead of 12- but it definetly isn’t the smartest. This is day 5 after my surgery and boy does this suck.

A normal 10 second trip to the bathroom now takes literally almost 5 minutes. Then I have to do this stupid butt scoot to the sink and pull myself up to the stool so I can brush my teeth and wash my face. That’s another thing (which I guess isn’t too bad) I haven’t “gotten ready” in 5 days. At first it was kind of nice, not having to really do my hair and makeup or get dressed- but now it sucks. I’m ready to get pretty. I’m ready for real shoes.

Baths suck. I really hate them. I’m sorry for anyone who likes them, but why?? Its like your sitting in your yuckiness! I have to take baths because I don’t get soft casts for a while- which I will need for a shower. Boy that is the worst. I will be sooo happy to take a shower. I will have to put a chair in their with me because I won’t be able to stand for a long time, but at least its still a shower.

Sitting sucks. My butt is sooo sore from sitting and scooting to get to places. The doctor didn’t think I would need a wheelchair- Dr.: you are WRONG! I’m supposed to keep them elevated until Thursday. That is sooo uncomfortable. There are only so many ways to stay propped up and comfortable. And then once you find the right spot you only have like a good 30 minutes because then your feet start to fall asleep! That is the ultimate worst- wearing these hideous shoes for 6 weeks will be pretty bad too.

What else? Oh yeah. Spring Break starts tomorrow. This is my last spring break. All of my friends are enjoying their last one, going places and enjoying the week… I am on strict orders not to walk at all unless I have to go to the bathroom… for 2 weeks at least. Wow, what a break. smile My mom and sister are flying into Kuwait to see my dad as I write and will get to see the Persian Gulf, and go to the dozens of malls, and see all of the sheik’s awesome yachts. Ugh! I guess I’m a little jealous.

I know you will be surprised to hear this- but I am REALLY trying to be optimistic. I just needed SOMEPLACE to vent all my feelings out. Just some of them. I could go on, but I won’t. I know in like 6 weeks I will be so happy that I got it done, but right now the light at the end of the tunnel seems soooo far away! I just have to trust that God will carry me through with the strength that I don’t have and everything will work out.

Today is my anniversary! That, at least, is very special. It isn’t exactly how I would have planned it, but I guess this is “real life” and things don’t always go as planned. Will is napping right now. His vacation started today, so he didn’t have to go to the church today. He is taking this week off too, so at least I’ll have some good company! smile I’ll let you know how our special day went! So far it’s been great, I’m sure it will finish the same way too!

Under The Knife

So its been a long time since I’ve posted. I have a lot of venting and catching up to do. I think I’ll divide everything into a few different posts because they will all be long! smile

The big surgery day. Ahh, I wish I never would have done it (But we’ll get to that later)! Will and I got there at 8:00 and my mom met us there. I went in the back and got to change into a WAY SEXY outfit.  A huge hospital gown, blue footie sock things, and the best of all- a blue hair cap thing like the surgeons wear. So that was glamorous. After I changed I sat in this warm recliner with a heated blanket, which was nice but it wasn’t relaxing as I’m sure is their intent of having them there.  Then came the IV. I have never had one before- they suck. I’m pretty wimpy, but I really hated watching the plasting thing get pushed up my vein. I sat in the recliner a little longer and then it was time to go. I said goodbye to my mom and Will and made my way over to the table. It was a TINY table! I was thinking it was made for like a kid or something! I felt something cold go into my hand and they told me it was the anesthesia. Then the last thing I remember was telling the nurse that the ceiling was moving and she said something like, “Yeah, we can’t ever get it to stay in the same place.” Then I was out. I woke up and was wheeled out to the car and got to my mom’s and slept. Thankfully my feet were numb for most of that day, so I could carefully walk to the bathroom and everything- but boy was I in for a crappy next day!  So that was my big day- more to come on how much I hate this!

Getting Ready For The Big Day

The weekend was nice. Actually, it was just “okay.” I was caught up doing homework and getting everything ready for my surgery. I am convinced I need to write out a detailed, numbered instruction sheet for Will on How to Wash Laundry, and How to Load the Dishwasher. Bless his heart, I know he thinks he is helping when he rinses the dishes, but I think he may be unaware that they don’t just “jump” into the dishwasher on their own… hopefully I won’t have a pile of rinsed dishes to place in the washer when I get home.

My big surgery “debut” will be tomorrow at 8:00. I am getting really nervous! I mean, I know the worst part of it will be the recovery, but I am still nervous about getting in a gown and getting an IV and everything else! Yikes! I am just glad that I will be too drugged up to remember anything afterwards.

So I am hearing this terrible rumor that I am going to have to wear these incredibly embarassing shoes afterwards for like 6 weeks. There is no way. Call me stupid or superficial if you want, but there is no way I am wearing these duckbill shoes for a month to school and work. I will hobble around in something, just not those PLEASE!  I guess I better see how my feet feel after everything is done before I go running my mouth about “never wearing those embarrasing shoes!“ Anybody have to wear these? I guess this surgery is common in women because we wear terrible, uncomfortable shoes on a constant basis… just because it completes our outfit.. without ever thinking of their practicality, or taking into consideration comfort.  I think it was Marilyn Monroe who said something like she wanted to hug the man who invented the high heel… sorry Marilyn… I love ya… but you could not be more wrong in this situation.

So anyway, that’s about all that is going on today. After my internship I am going to pick up our big wedding picture we finally got framed! I can’t wait to see it!

Have a good evening!!

Burning Calories and Trips to Walmart

Okay. So I’m thinking I would like to lose 3-5 pounds, you know the “just because I want to pounds.” I’m not overweight or anything, I would just like to lose a few to get ready for spring and summer. If I had known how impossible it was to lose weight, I would have started last year! smile I learned in my health class today that in order to lose just one small, insignificant pound you have to burn 3,500 calories! Are you kidding me!?  I walk/jog 3 miles 3 times a week and was thinking if I bumped up my workout time I could lose those pounds easily… but I don’t come even close to buring that much, even combined! smile I also learned why it is easier for guys to drop weight than girls- that is the ultimate worst! Anyway, I just thought I would vent about that today. I guess I will try to go a 4th mile tonight to burn some more calories… maybe I’ll lose 1/2 a pound (since that would be such a huge feat!… not! )!

I doubt I will get a good workout tonight though because of our busy church schedule tonight and then we have to go to ... dreaded Wal-Mart.  Does anybody else loathe going there as much as I do? Its not that I don’t like going there, you can’t beat the prices, but I think I just don’t like being there. I would have to believe most WalMarts around the country are the same. Will and I can go at any time of the day and be in a hurry and still see 3 people we know who all want to stop and chat. Then you run into the crowded aisles and such “friendly” people, who- like us- just want to get their stuff and go but hate the world and will let you know it as they reach for the last box of cereal you are just DYING to have!  Did I mention these trips bother me?? Then, no matter if we have written our grocery list in blood and budgeted 5 times, “mysterious” items make it into our shopping cart because we “really need” them (like we need a root canal). Anyway, so that will be the plan after church- to go meet the rest of southwest Oklahoma at Walmart to get a few things. Maybe I’ll get to burn some calories rushing through the aisles to get home.

Have a good evening

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