This wrist thing is really starting to bother me.
First I am in constant pain.
Second I am missing meeting up with some awesome ladies in DC next week because of this stupid wrist and an Orthopedic appt for it. I don’t know what the crap we are going to talk about at the appointment because I don’t start Occupational Therapy until the 8th. So, I will drive the 20 miles to Parma so they can say “Yup, looks like your wrist is still there, come back in 2 weeks.” Really glad my appointment isn’t like right now, because I may or may not come unhinged on that poor PA I have been dealing with. (PA=Physician’s Assistant, geez, I am not that bad yet)
Third, it is getting to the girls. They hate picking up the slack around here. Granted most of the slack belongs to them, but they hate it. I can’t say I blame them in this department. But not listening to me unless I am yelling (which I hate being the yeller) or just totally ignoring me and doing whatever they want anyways, whining, or giving me dirty looks and/or nasty comments……well. I may have just come unhinged with them a few minutes ago.
I know that I am PMS’ing right now, so that with the whole pain in the wrist thing, two very hormonal girls who happen to be on the same schedule with PMS’ing as I am and a hubby who has been gone 80 hours this week. Well, when he gets home I am just going to bed. But he is gone so much that I doubt I will be awake when he gets here.
I hate being that whiney blog, but here I am. I am writing about life and right now it seems to be a bit harder. I promise to not whine tomorrow. Hopefully I will be celebrating my wins for the BFL, or at least celebrating Cleveland’s win. But we shall see.
I am going to end this on a happy note. Go and Wish Redneck Mommy a Happy Birthday, she will probably like that!!