A lot has happened in the last couple weeks. Some good, some bad. But the best news of all is that I’ve felt a lot better over the past few days – I think I’ve felt better this week than I’ve felt for most of the past three months. Progress!
The reason for that, at least partially, is because I’m on some fun drugs because I had surgery on Tuesday.
I went in to get a crazy thing on my finger removed – I thought it was going to be a fairly quick in-and-out procedure – but in the process I received anesthesia and a nerve block. I’d never even heard of a nerve block before, much less gotten one, so that was… an experience. For 24 hours, my arm from just above my elbow down to my fingers didn’t feel like it belonged to my body. I thought it was straight, and I’d look down and find it bent at some weird angle. I hit it off of just about everything and had zero control over it – I couldn’t wiggle my fingers no matter how hard I tried, and I couldn’t even lift or lower my arm without forcefully moving it into place with my other arm. It was wild. Apparently I hit myself pretty hard in the face when I came out of surgery, but I don’t remember it… the nurses thought it was hilarious, though (and so did I when they told me about it). So yeah. It’s been an interesting few days.
As a result of surgery, I can’t really do anything with my right hand for two weeks, which means I can’t write / eat / drink / shoot / bartend / do yardwork (aww, shucks!) with it. I also have a prescription for oxycodone, which I just took about a half hour ago and mixed it with acetaminophen, which means I just made percocet in my mouth (a fact that I proclaimed triumphantly and loudly to everyone in the office, so I guess I’m that girl). Whatever. I feel glorious. My hand still hurts (as well as my arm, since I hit it off of every known surface over the past two days), but otherwise I feel stupendous.
Not being able to write was really awesome yesterday when I got my new car. That’s right, Smokey Robinson has returned to the mothership and I have a new love in my life. World, meet Tallulah, or Lula for short:
All of my paperwork looks like scribbles, so if I decide I don’t like her, I can probably just deny that I ever signed for her. 😉 I don’t think I’ll have that problem, though – so far I love her!
And finally, capping off the news of the past few weeks, I graduated from CERT this past weekend. CERT is the Community Emergency Response Team, and we had our classes and final exam at the fire training academy. During our final, I got to hang out with these guys:
Yes, those are fire dummies. I think the dude made out of fire hoses is my favorite.
So now I’m able to respond to local disasters again, and I get to be involved in some cool programs. Yay!
That’s it for now – typing is a challenge when you’re only using one hand. Have a great almost-Friday, everyone, even if you don’t get to take fun drugs! 😉