You just gotta love your real friends, right? And let's face it. At my age, I've gone through more friends than tampons. The real ones just keep coming back...just like your period. God, I hope I don't have any male readers, and if I did, I just lost them. Sorry boys.
My hair dresser tried to cheer me up and told me that I could just put Vodka in my saline flushes for my IV line and it actually perked me up considerably! Anytime things get old, or boring, or I just need a good drunk, I can flush and go! Brilliant!
I had to cut my hair this weekend since it is falling out in bucketfalls. It is pretty much see through. Good thing is I am saving a bundle on shampoo and I can dry it by sticking my head out the window on the way to work! Wheee! Promise to post a picture soon. I'm still trying to figure out to style this sum-buck, and I've managed to look like an 80's styled hippee, mix. I'm thinking of calling it the rattee.
It was so super nice this weekend, and I am DREADING the fact that I have to work all week. I loved bumping around in the yard and watching Pete and the kids work....while sipping my Mai Tai....getting my feet rubbed and eating bons bons. If you know anything about me, you know that most of that did not happen, but some of it did. Guess away...
Off to Lewistown this weekend with just us girls! Meaning BIG GIRLS. BIG GIRLS that can drink and gossip and get loud without their kids or husbands being embarrassed or humiliated. It's gunna be fun!
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Jealousy.....
My new PICC line....don't be jealous!
Yes, I have osteomylitis in my back. The vertebrae right above the fusion that had the ginormous salmonella abcess. Coincidence? Don't think so my dear friends.... iiiitttt'ssss baaaacccckkkk. Uggh. will this ever be over? Or will I always know all my of 7 doc's by their first name, the names of all of their nurses and their kids, and get directed straight to the head physician with one phone call (I'm on the St. Vincent's frequent user program...I can feel you all turning green with envy!).
In other random news...I finally read the Hunger Games trilogy. Each book took me one day. Sheesh. They were that good! Still have some nightmares that have to deal with bees and birds, but other than that, I think the underlining meaning drove itself home. I've been eating non-stop ever since. Pretty sure fat wino's won't have their kids thrown into a deadly arena. My theory, at least. I'll let you know how that goes.
Yes, I have osteomylitis in my back. The vertebrae right above the fusion that had the ginormous salmonella abcess. Coincidence? Don't think so my dear friends.... iiiitttt'ssss baaaacccckkkk. Uggh. will this ever be over? Or will I always know all my of 7 doc's by their first name, the names of all of their nurses and their kids, and get directed straight to the head physician with one phone call (I'm on the St. Vincent's frequent user program...I can feel you all turning green with envy!).
In other random news...I finally read the Hunger Games trilogy. Each book took me one day. Sheesh. They were that good! Still have some nightmares that have to deal with bees and birds, but other than that, I think the underlining meaning drove itself home. I've been eating non-stop ever since. Pretty sure fat wino's won't have their kids thrown into a deadly arena. My theory, at least. I'll let you know how that goes.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
No news is bad news, eh?
I am finally pulling myself out of my sad and pathetic state of feeling sorry for myself. I have a little bump on the recovery road and I decided to drown myself in high fat food and depression. Now I have an extra 5 pounds and some serious acne to try and get rid of. Nice discipline Bob...reeeeeeaaal nice.
So now I'm back on my PICC line with anti-biotics twice a day, and they look like I'm walking around with my own personal pee bag. I'm sure this will not only drum up some sympathy, but will also keep the pan handlers at bay. No one wants change from someone who holds liquid bodily waste in a pouch in their hand. I am sure I will also have lots of time to think of other fun ways to use this to my advantage. I'll post pictures later, just so you all get to know what we are dealing with here and so you all can add your own thoughts and suggestions!
I have also come to the conclusion that I'm going to have to start working out soon. Not that I'm gaining weight all that much, however, the "jiggling" factor has seemed to creep up. And I have this nice roundy type belly going on that is begging for a sit up or two. So I may have to "think" about hitting the gym, ever so lightly, and reintroducing myself to the world of "fit" once more. Boo. I'll probably eat nothing but ice cream for a week after that.
So that is what has been going on in Mwah's life. The name of this blog is certainly accurate when talking about Bushman being busted (up). But I'll be running, lifting, and being ever-so-sassy sooner rather than later, so watch out.
Oh Wait! I can't believe I did this, but I finally read the "Hunger Games" even though I vowed I wouldn't ever read them, ever, never. It.was.awesome. Seriously. Can't wait to to read the next two books and check out the movies. SO GOOD!
So now I'm back on my PICC line with anti-biotics twice a day, and they look like I'm walking around with my own personal pee bag. I'm sure this will not only drum up some sympathy, but will also keep the pan handlers at bay. No one wants change from someone who holds liquid bodily waste in a pouch in their hand. I am sure I will also have lots of time to think of other fun ways to use this to my advantage. I'll post pictures later, just so you all get to know what we are dealing with here and so you all can add your own thoughts and suggestions!
I have also come to the conclusion that I'm going to have to start working out soon. Not that I'm gaining weight all that much, however, the "jiggling" factor has seemed to creep up. And I have this nice roundy type belly going on that is begging for a sit up or two. So I may have to "think" about hitting the gym, ever so lightly, and reintroducing myself to the world of "fit" once more. Boo. I'll probably eat nothing but ice cream for a week after that.
So that is what has been going on in Mwah's life. The name of this blog is certainly accurate when talking about Bushman being busted (up). But I'll be running, lifting, and being ever-so-sassy sooner rather than later, so watch out.
Oh Wait! I can't believe I did this, but I finally read the "Hunger Games" even though I vowed I wouldn't ever read them, ever, never. It.was.awesome. Seriously. Can't wait to to read the next two books and check out the movies. SO GOOD!
Monday, April 2, 2012
3 month anniversary
Yes folks, it's my 3 month anniversary from my back surgery, so my docs want to see me for 5 minutes and collect their $1200 per visit to make sure things are healing. I am semi nervous about going into see my ortho pedic surgeon this afternoon. I've had some back pain and pain makes you wish for crazy things.
Me: "My back freak'in hurts man! I can't bend over to paint my toe nails and they look like shit now! How the hell am I supposed to drink beer on Friday nights with my girlfriends in cute sandals if my feet look like Shreks???"
Doc: "Oops! My fault, let me give you a little tweak here and walla! Your back is all better and I just made you lose 10 pounds and 5 years of crows feet~! On me! Here's a glass of wine for all your troubles!"
Ok, so that's probably not going to happen, but a girl can dream andhide single serve box wine in her purse for the ride home hope for the best.
Funny how the spring sets the mood for the outdoors and forces you to be in a good mood. I can't help but love our neighborhood that is full of kids playing in streets and yards and riding bikes and scooters. We have a very secluded subdivision and their are about 5 billion kids. I love it here. I just wish we had a pool, with a cabana boy, that looked like Brad Pitt, in the "River runs through it" years. I keep telling my husband how much money we would save because we'd all be living in our swim suits and the laundry would be cut down to nothing...but he doesn't believe me....
Me: "My back freak'in hurts man! I can't bend over to paint my toe nails and they look like shit now! How the hell am I supposed to drink beer on Friday nights with my girlfriends in cute sandals if my feet look like Shreks???"
Doc: "Oops! My fault, let me give you a little tweak here and walla! Your back is all better and I just made you lose 10 pounds and 5 years of crows feet~! On me! Here's a glass of wine for all your troubles!"
Ok, so that's probably not going to happen, but a girl can dream and
Funny how the spring sets the mood for the outdoors and forces you to be in a good mood. I can't help but love our neighborhood that is full of kids playing in streets and yards and riding bikes and scooters. We have a very secluded subdivision and their are about 5 billion kids. I love it here. I just wish we had a pool, with a cabana boy, that looked like Brad Pitt, in the "River runs through it" years. I keep telling my husband how much money we would save because we'd all be living in our swim suits and the laundry would be cut down to nothing...but he doesn't believe me....
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