had a good weekend for the most part. Did some modeling (very carefully), did some photographing (also very carefully), there was an Etheracide show (and more Smirnoff than I should probably be allowed on morphine) in Spring City, and good night, UPenn Museum, and a fantastic rpg session with Ryan, Rich, Kris, and Zak (thus boosting my effort to see them more often, because I miss them). More to come..just an update.

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to answer questions I've received....yes, it does hurt like hell and if you remember my post about rollerskating...that's how i fractured it....oh, and i've heard my fill of "pain in the ass" jokes, hah.

has it really only been 4 days? It feels like 40. There's so much I could be doing with a week off. Cleaning, organizing, scrapbooking..whatever.....but I'm stuck. I can sit here at the box for a few moments, I can wander into the kitchen for 30 seconds, or I can read 3 pages before I feel nauseated. Other than that, I can sleep and sleep. Oh, and then there's sleep. I have another appointment tomorrow. Hopefully I'm cleared to go to work Monday. Even if I'm still hurting, I need to try. I have no idea how I'm going to pay the already mile-high bills without this week's hours.

ok, time's up...off to ice my ass and nap before I attempt a shower and a site change.

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fractured tail bone
ouch
oxycodone
not really helping
makes me nauseas
blood sugar keeps crashing
ouch
no work today

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SO....yesterday started out....earlyish....we were all awake (still) at about 8am, so we decided breakfast was in order. After a trip to Old Country Buffet, w found ourselves back at home in nap land....which means we were late picking up the baby AND getting the rest of what we needed for the holiday party. It was great to spend some time with Lyam though, and we only got to the party a couple hours late. Hah. We got there just as they were threatening to take the food away. We weren't the only latecomers, so they left it up a little longer. The park was gorgeous all dark with the only illumination coming from a giant sign welcoming the company. The party was a nice change of pace with people from work, and I have to say we looked pretty damned good all dressed up. So good, in fact, that it could not be wasted on a party ending at midnight. In the end we decided to go strip clubbing, since that part of the plan had been omitted from Friday night's activities. Thus, the adventure begins. A cell phone Google search eventually inspired us to visit Show and Tel out on Columbus, a choice that would probably make the night. We got there and got comfortable with the place, and not long after Ryan undertook a mission to get me a lap dance. A while later I was approached by a blonde dressed in camo and escorted to my booth. I have to tell you...I've been hurtin' for some female attention and this girl was definitely enjoying herself. This wasn't the cute kissed-on-the-cheek-by-a-stripper situation from our last excursion. No. I got tongue on this one. Unfortunately the large bruise on my ass (in my ass crack really) was RIGHT where she decided I needed to sit. I was fine until she started to sit on me and grind...there were almost tears, but it was worth it. When it was all over it it became apparent that we needed to go home immediately or my head was going to explode. As frustrating luck would have it....a soon as we got home and ate a little bit we both fell asleep, the last couple days finally catching up with us.

Today is our do nothing day. We're gettin a couple movies and relaxin all day. I'm still sore from top to bottom, and really concerned about work tomorrow. I picked up the baby yesterday and it was apparent how much lifting sucks. Just my luck I'll be at the ticket counter all day. So far the pumps working pretty well. Once the numbers are adjusted it'll be great! I really like it.

Anywho, I'm going to try and drag Ryan out of bed so we can eat and get movies. Have a good Sunday all! Be safe!

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Man...you'd think I'd sleep on my free day, right? Wrong. I got up earlier than usual today with hopes of getting some things accomplished. I made it to CBoP, even had time to wander through Barnes and Noble before I realized I had 20 minutes to get the 10 blocks from Rittenhouse to Colette's office. Normally not an impossible feat, but today it was raining sideways. I thrust my new book into my backpack, as books and rain are not exactly BFF's, and ran...er briskly walked....to 8th and Spruce. I was late, but so was the Animas lady. For the next few hours I learned the ins and outs of my new appendage, the Animas 2020 insulin pump. Joy! It's going to take a little getting used to since I'm now wired, but it's not bad at all. After that I picked up my order at CBoP, which came out beautifully. Let me tell you, if I had the time I might get into scrapbooking. I do, however, hold a full time job and then some, so SOMETHING has be trusted to someone else. CBoP has a program that prints out templated scrapbook sheets, which is spectacular! I was very pleased with my results! From there I headed to the mall for a few things, and that's where I met up with Ryan so we could head to his mom's for a haircut. Shortly thereafter we met up with his cousin and decided it was a good idea to go rollerskating. Now, I haven't been skating in years...we're talking probably a decade or more since my feet have been inside rollerblades. We did rather well last weekend on the ice, so what the hell...rollerblades it is! We got there, realized there was only half an hour left, and decided to skate anyway. Hey, what harm can be done in half an hour? Aside from the lack of ability to glide I adjusted to wheels pretty well (we'll omit the part where I went to tighten the clasps on my right foot and rolled right off the bench I was sitting on...yeah, I fell before I even had the damned skates on!) I took a few laps before Ryan decided to be cute and affectionate, which would've been fine had I been fully back into the motions or had he not pushed off using my butt as a base, because in doing so he pushed my feet right out from underneath me. What resulted was a loud "thud" and my tail bone, back, and shoulder blades smacking the
hardwood floor like they'd been separated at birth. I hit, spasmed, and panicked. My body didn't know whether to cry, scream, or suck it up...but the latter wasn't really an option until my back stopped spasming and I stopped feeling the urge to vomit. Eventually I cried a tearless cry, screamed under my breath, and tried to get up as swarms of kids tried to offer me baggies of ice. It was then that I realized I was the old person in the room and probably did not belong in a roller blading rink to begin with. I tried to skate a little more, but the pain eventually overwhelmed any desire I had to roll to Billboard hits I've never heard, the second sign of the night I'm getting old, or at least need to invest in a radio.

So here I am..unable to sleep...still in as much pain as I was at 930...wondering how I'm making it through the holiday party tonight...Hurts to be horizontal or vertical...so I lean..hah...

I think theres a rumour about breakfast. OCB?

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We woke up an hour and a half from flight time yesterday morning...oops! After a hectic running we got there with a few minutes to spare, but there were no seats for us, so we decided breakfast at Denny's was a great idea. Not so much, but it was yummy until it made me sick. We did make the second plane, actually got to sit together, and finally we made it to Chicago! It was great to see Cat and the baby. We had dinner at a Mexican place near he apartment, which was yummy, then Ryan and I headed downtown for a while. We wandered for a while, took a few pictures, then Ryan decided we needed to go ice skating. Now, Ryan had never been ice skating, so this was an adventure! He did really well and looked cute flailing about on the ice. Hah. By the time we got home we were both pretty sore, but we really did have a LOT of fun. This morning we all headed downtown to wander about. Nicky was in incredibly high spirits, so it was a good day. He can say my name now, which is awesome. Every time I go out there I'm floored by how much he's learning and how fast he's growing. Every time I leave him I miss him dearly. I think we almost had Ryan convinced he wants to move to Chicago. Hah. We JUST made the flight home, and now we're back and ready to relax before the work week starts again. My week is only 4 days this week, but Friday and Saturday will both be extremely busy days. So there you have it. I'd write more, and this would've probably been better written (I feel like my writing is deplorable and a bit boring lately) but I've got little time or energy, and we've got movies to watch before we pass out. Gnight all!

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