Weird blog title huh? Well you might as well call me that. Here I sit, blogging with my arm in what I call a sling. I refused the doctor yesterday when offered a sling from the doctor's office. She gave me the option of using a scarf and making one myself for fashion purposes if I wanted LOL. I chose to be fashionable..pfft. So no scarf used here, and dont laugh because Im fashionably crippled now. Ive used an i'e and NO I dont look ghetto, I know what you're thinking!
So Im sure you wanna know WHY Im in a sling. The answer is simple, I have tendonitis in my left elbow from softball and its insanely excruciating. I was told I cant play ball for 4-6 weeks to let it heal, was offered physical therapy, and WONDERFUL pain meds. I took the pain meds with no hesitation. So, I wont be playing ball for a while and if you know me, Im super sad about it, softball is everything, well not everything, but you know what I mean. I LOVE SOFTBALL and to not be able to play for a while kills me.
On a side note my mom told me Im a wuss and thinks I should still play. I love her to pieces but it really hurt my feelings when I told her coming home from the doctor's yesterday that Im in real pain and I was told not to play and her reply was (with attitude if you know my mother), "so I guess that means you're done with softball basicall right?!?!?" I was floored! She's always been that way though, not comforting at all unless Im in the hospital. Of all things though, she called me a wuss because I wont play ball? WOW! She's permanently damaged her shoulder and arm because she played through the pain and I told her I have nothing to prove by playing injured. Id rather take a month off to heal and be able to play the rest of my life than to play injured and risk never being able to play again. Im still hurt but I guess I shouldnt be surprised, thats my mom and I know her well enough to know that she loves me but will never change.
By the way, Bruce has been helping me get dressed and all that jazz, he even has put up my hair for me for work. Needless to say its frizzy and looks like Ive been lounging around at home all day but he tried and its not like I can really fix it lol! I cant wear makeup either, well I can but no eyeliner...dag nabbit! So I guess I have to look natural, not like I wear tons of makeup anyway but you know what I mean...I can only have mascara and fix my eyebrows. I feel naked..... :(
Alright thats all I got for now, secretly hoping that my vicodin pops up in my purse somehow but drats...I left it at home.
Love you all!
1 comment:
Ya your moms a softball soldier. When she was playing through her injury, you should of seen the way she was typing at work. We made fun of her because she looked like a robot.
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