The Wedding & Therapy day 3

So therapy is going better.  Last visit I had a new student. Sabrina.  She made me do all kinds of crazy things. I was even jumping on  a mini trampoline.  Hello…. I don’t think I’m supposed to be doing this stuff.  All is well.  I couldn’t move the next morning, but it’s getting better.  I still haven’t gotten to the bottom of the workmans comp directive of “No more than 6 visits”  THEIR DOCTOR prescribed 12.  I’m not complaining I don’t really want to drive that far with the gas prices as they are.  It’s not like they sent me somewhere close.  ahh well.  Oh yeah  I forgot to mention I think I have Sabrina now cuz I wore a turtle neck to therapy last week.  HAHAHA  gotta cover up the girls.

I went to a wedding a few days ago and of course I the future planner bought a dress months ago that my new weightloss program would have me looking fab in.  Insert broken foot and sitting on my arse most days.   OOPS.  not to mention shoe crisis.  I wore the dress.  And some high wedge winter boots that went just below my knees.  The grooms mother (my friend)  says to me  ohh you didn’t have to come, well yah I did and woman look at my feet I’m wear gosh darn winter boots for christsakes.  hehe.  Small simple wedding I didn’t even stay for cake.  My feet hurt and my buldges were showing.

My Therapist doesn’t listen

Why is it some people are just incapeable of listening?  I had my first therapy appointment with John  however from now on I’m going to call him Peter (you’ll see)   He is  a 40ish male, average.  Total suite kinda guy.  Doesn’t understand *working class* people.  That’s ok.  He starts to massage my ankle.  Does this hurt, over and over and over again.  No dumb ass my foot hurts (like and inch below the toes)  I explain it to him.  He doesn’t get it.  But your paper work says ankle.  Well I couldn’t care less what the paperwork says  It’s my foot and I know what hurts.   grrrrr. 

After awhile he came up with some exercises.  Hey I got a silver resistance band, so I could  practice at home.  It works fabuouls on you arms too (hehehe)  Also for snapping hubby. (evil laugh)  I choose not to explain the welt on my arse right now LOL we had quite a fight.   

 So back to Peter,   the entire time I couldn’t figure out why he kept looking at me and just not LISTENING.  As we leave the office, hubby says    he thinks its because when I dropped a dollup on vanilla yogurt on my chest this morning it kinda got into the ribbing of my shirt I forgot about it.  It was just a cute little hoodie shirt and I was comfortable.  Well it was a low cut shirt, I take that back, it was a low cut shirt when I bend over doing foot exercises …………………. PERV.   Hence his new name Peter.  They really arn’t much to look at.  I’m no Pam Anderson/Dolly Parton by far.   

 Now I’m going to do some arm exercises so I can give him a good punching by the end of my sessions.

 

Physical Therapy Day 1 Yeah…

I’ve been away… I’m a bad blogger.   This week has just sailed by.  I am back to work at my real job. FINALLY.  witchy boss was grateful, she is swamped and really needed me back. Besides I was sick of shredding paper. My mind was starting to go numb. 

 Doc said get that darn boot off your foot.  You should have had that off already.  hmmm. I guess I was just supposed to “know” that, no instructions.  The day I saw him I couldn’t care what he said, I was in so much pain.  BUT I took my hubby so he could tell me all about it later.  He just looked at me in disbelief  when the doc said it should have been off.  Well the new restrictions include 

• Limited standing
• limited seating
• no climbing
• no stairs
• flat shoes
• walking no more than  30 Feet at a time,  what  30 feet  you’ve got to be kidding.  He said 30 minutes but wrote 30 feet.  I called him and asked for clarification and his assistant said  30 feet is all you can do.  

I mentioned he put me back to work 5 weeks ago,  right.  I can’t even get to the building  from my car.  

grumble grumble grumble.  I’m a big girl I can do what I want those are just suggestions ……. 

Boot came off  and yeah I agree 30 feet is all I can do  I HURTS LIKE HE**   I am so ready to be well again.

I start physical therapy this afternoon, let the fun begin.  

It’s been a good Saturday

I am just days away from getting my cast off my foot.  It’s really a boot cast but none the less it comes off. Happy dance time.  Although I doubt it if I’ll be dancing anytime soon.  I had a great shopping day yesterday.  Racked up mucho savings at rite-aid and walgreens.  I am totally obsessed with rebates now.  I need to get all the free stuff I can.  I thought the first thing he needs was some anti-monkey butt.  It’s powder but I loved the name.  $4.99 – 4.99 rebate = FREE.  Son goes off to college in August. No time like the present to get stockpilling some items.  I just searched for a *list* of stuff he might need.  Yikes.  I really left alot off the original list.  I just don’t know all this stuff.  I didn’t live in the dorms.  We lived very close to the college so I just don’t know all this stuff.   I also got in on the Aveeno wrinkle campaign this week,  I wonder if they are trying to tell me something.  hmmmm.   Free samples, whatever, I’ll attempt to erase the wrinkles. 

Is this my life

  I’m working a different job everyday with different bosses. The game changes everyday,  Monday off.

tuesday shredding papers,  Wednesday phones,  Thursday and Friday  scrubbing ratchets, (we haven’t discussed this job.  I’d rather not talk about this job, I had more grease on me than an average auto mechanic! I actually threw away my clothes when I got home.  I had to put my hands in this unknown solution (no one could answer me) then they gave me gloves.  Guess what.  It melted them.  total disinegration.  I feel so great.  I told them if my hands fell off I’d be calling in sick on Friday.) Monday I’m back to shredding and Tuesday I get to go back to my promotions job *maybe*  fingers crossed xx  I want to get off this cycle of nonsense.   My foot is still killing me and I’ve decided to dump the meds.  I’m med free for 3 days right now and although my foot really hurts, the fog has lifted in my head.   My boot is causing indentions in my leg which is starting to bruise.  Yeah I should take it off more often,  but I can’t.  I’m a mom of 4 with schedules and I work full time.  No rest for the wicked.   Hoping my weekend is fantastic.  I am really beginning to hate the week.

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It’s easy to Sign up for Ebates if you have not already. Use the link at the top.  It takes like 15 seconds and all you need is an email addy.
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They’re 2 for $6, but when you’re checking out, type in these codes:
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Hurry since the supply won’t last long and the codes might not work all day!

Yipeee I got the pom poms booties for my girls What a great deal. I hope you were able to grab some too!

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