Up And About

It's alive!  And by "it" I mean me.  And by "alive" I mean able to go grocery shopping and do laundry again.  It may sound like a small thing, but it's an exciting moment, people. 

When I went to the grocery store, I could finally pick out the tomatoes I like.  The cheese and chicken that looked the freshest.  I got a nice fresh baguette.  It's the small things in life that bring me joy.

I'm in the middle of doing my laundry.  It's surprisingly nerve wracking.  I'm trying to avoid the very place I fell last time, just to be on the safe side.  I am walking very slowly (partially because of physical limitations, the other because of psychological reasons I suppose).

Aside from that, nothing really going on.  I'm rereading Order of Phoenix.  I think I've realized why this is my least favorite of the series.  Have any of you seen Three's Company?  They have reruns on now, but that still doesn't ensure that you have.  It had John Ritter and Susanne Sommers...well anyways, I hated that show.  I hated it because every episode involved some sort of stupid miscommunication or misunderstanding, and you KNEW and saw it coming that bad things would ensue.  Bad things that didn't need to happen but that you had no control over.  And that's exactly how I feel about Order of Phoenix.  The WHOLE time Harry is extremely lame, and Cho is lame (lame lame LAME!) and the whole Umbridge thing and Snape thing is so unfair...there's no justice in the world!  Eugh.  Be glad you don't have teachers like that.  Eesh.

On a happier note, I have apple juice!  I love juice.

The Official List

I haven't had much time to update recently.  Added to that the fact that I'm not sure if people are actually checking this site.  Well...at least 257 have at this point, but...yes.

Since there has been so much curiosity, I thought I'd post the official list of maladies.  There is in fact a story behind nearly all of these wonderful happenings.  But to tell them all in proper detail takes far too much time.  The longer you know me, the more of these stories you will know, I suppose.  Here goes:

1.) Sulfa Allergy

2.) Fake Dimple

3.) Electrocution

4.) Hit by an iron gate (which led to a black eye)

5.) Birth mark surgery

6.) Broken right arm

7.) Broken left arm

8.) Ulcer

9.) Fell down a mountain

10.) Sprained finger

11.) Attacked by carnivorous bees

12.) Broken leg

13.) Mono

14.) TMJ

15.) Sinus Infection

16.) Thing in my head

17.) Complications

18.) Sprained ankle

Oops I Did It Again

I had just finished painting my coasters for a poster I'm making for 4th grade, and fetched my laundry in my cool rolling hamper.  I loaded it up, and was walking back past the leasing office.  Funny thing about the leasing office.  The walkway is made up of these slippery stones and, yes that's right, I fell.  Both my me and my hamper went down.  So I got up...and then sat back down and rested my ankle as it immediately started to swell. I knew it wasn't broken but I thought to myself great, I've just sprained my ankle.

I took two steps, using my hamper as a walker, and decided I was not going to get back to my apartment that way. So I hobbled into the leasing office and announced that I had just fallen and I asked for a lift for me and my hamper back to my apartment. This woman looked awfully put out and finally helped me into one of those little golf carts. She did NOT look happy to have to pick up my hamper. Heh.

So she parks in the handicapped space (which is like 30 feet from the curb of the walkway that goes to my apartment), doesn't help me with my hamper or anything, and watches me take these tiny gimpy limps back toward my apartment. Eugh. I got to my apartment, grabbed an ice pack, and elevated my leg.

Tip: When you hurt anything, ice it immediately.  If it's a leg, elevate it.

As I lay down I searched for an urgent care place. Two broken arms, a couple sprained fingers, and a badly broken leg has taught me that when I can't shake it off it's time to go to the hospital.

So I drove myself to the emergency room.

I told them I had sprained my ankle. Hours later, after x-rays and questions and blah blah blah, they came back to tell me I had a sprained ankle. So I have a cast. And crutches (eugh).  And did you know that there are transportationologists? They're the people who wheel people around in wheelchairs.

Anyways, you guys won't see me until Wednesday at the earliest.  I'm not to walk.  I'm not to really do anything except ice my ankle and keep it elevated.  FUN.

I want some juice.  Sigh.

Back in Action

All right, so this isn't really "over vacation" anymore but since people seem to still be visiting (either that or one person keeps coming to check it over and over?) I thought I'd put in a word here and there.

It has been a busy start.  I actually really hate starts, I think they're incredibly boring.  I'm glad we're finally getting into the playing part of class because I absolutely abhor all that first day talky-explaining stuff.  My voice is usually hoarse the first week of school or so due to my incessant instructions.  Ick.

Today I am exuberant because I got the Vista Verde 4th grade results and...apparently my shameless support of one particular instrument worked.  I have....get ready...are you ready?  Really?  I have 21 violins, 9 cellos and as for violas....you ready?  I have twenty one violas!  I did a little dance of joy upon being informed (literally), and in my excitement I might've said that the violas should form an army and take over the world.

Twenty one.  Mr. Ghiassi and I just looked at each other in disbelief and were rendered speechless for a few seconds.   And then came my dance.

Well I hope you guys aren't overwhelmed by the new demands from all your new teachers.  Let me know if you need anything.  Unless it's candy.  I won't give you candy.  But anything else, just holler!