Sunday, November 22, 2009

Hip Pain

When I had my bladder suspension surgery and tubal clamp in August of 2008, I woke up in recovery in extreme pain... in my hip. The nurse asked me if I hurt anywhere and I said that my hip was killing me. She was confused because the surgery itself had nothing to do with my hip. Even the maximum amount of morphine didn't totally cut the pain. Now, over a year later, I am in pain daily. Sometimes it's more on the mild side, sometimes it's extreme and I often take 2-8 robaxacet for the pain.

After having xrays and discovering that there was nothing appearing to be wrong with my hip, the doctor sent me off to a sports injury doctor who manipulated my hip and ruled out a bunch of various possible injuries. What it came down to was that he believed that I have a labral tear in my hip socket. Basically what this is a a tear in the lining of the hip socket that causes pain in the joint. Unidentifiable by xray I need to have an MRI to determine if this is what has happened... but the doctor is quite confident that I do have a tear.



The fun part? The only way to repair it is to have either an debridement or to repair the tear. Sometimes you need to do both - the MRI will determine that but given the fact that I have had hip pain for several years but regular pain for just over a year, I may be looking at both procedures. I am hoping for the best though.

Recovery time for the tear repair (arthroscopy) is typically 3-4 months. For the debridement, it is around a year. In both cases, I am likely looking at a month on crutches with limited weight bearing and physiotherapy. In reading more about people's experiences following these types of surgery, it seems that many people end up on one or two crutches or canes for quite some time depending on the amount of pain that they are feeling although it is often just to use as a support when walking... something that I find that I wish for when I am in a lot of pain just to ease the pressure off of the joint. True recovery times vary of course, depending on the person.

Should be tons-o-fun. Will do some updates when I have the MRI and see what is really wrong.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

I just can't help myself.

1. What was the last thing you put in your mouth? Do you really want to know that? Oh, wait it was a shirt. Nevahmind.
 
2. Where was your profile picture taken? I don't have one but the pictures on my blog header were taken at Harrison Park


3. Can you play Guitar Hero? Never tried. Never will. The whole concept just bores me. *yawn*

4. Name someone who made you laugh today. What was it about? No one so far but it's still early so just you wait.

5. How late did you stay up last night and why? 3:00 am. Went to a party and woot it was fun

6. If you could move somewhere else where would you and why? I am not sure but I have always been partial to the concept of moving to Britain somewhere

7. Ever been kissed under fireworks? Yep

8. Which of your friends lives closest to you? Frankie but even then she is half an hour away

9. Do you believe ex's can be friends? With benefits? Sure they can I am friends to some degree even if its just on a hello goodbye basis with most of the men I have dated. With benefits depends on the circumstances

10. Do you like Dr. Pepper? I sure do

11. When was the last time you cried really hard? Umm... a couple of weeks ago maybe? It happens so rarely that you would think that I would remember it but I don't

12. Who took your profile picture? Geeky

13. Who was the last person you took a picture of? Lee and Hurley on Halloween

14. Was yesterday better than today? Why? Yes but the day is young as I mentioned before.

15. Can you live a day without TV? Absolutely.

16. Are you upset about anything now? Nope.

17. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it? It depends on the relationships... oh wait, this is asking about relationships. Well, my relationship with Geeky certainly is. With others in the past, not so much.

18. Are you a bad influence? It's possible. *evil grin*

19. Night out or night in? Usually a night in but I can be tempted from my hole on occasion

20. What items could you not go without during the day? The internet, my journal, a good book to read.

21. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? Frankie. She was so stoned that her eyes were wandering in different directions and she randomly told Snuggs that "sure you can have a banana!"

22. What does the last text message in your inbox say? "You're grounded for a month"

23. How do you feel about your life right now? I love my life. Yes, things get hard sometimes but I always seem to land on my feet. I am looking forward to the future, a little freaked out because I am started in depth therapy today, hopeful that I will find the right medications to keep me balanced, loving my family and friends and happy with my relationship with the Geek.

24. Do you hate anyone? I never thought that I was capable of hating someone - I had gone through my entire life never feeling that way and then Mr. X started his bullshit and now I hate his pathetic ass.

25. If we were to look in your Facebook inbox, what would we find? Not a thing. I really don't do the whole facebook thing although I am on it and use it to keep in touch with a few people that I really don't want to put out too much of an effort to seek out.

26. Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass? Of course

27. Has anyone ever called you perfect before? A few people. They were just delusional though. Just sayin.

28. What song is stuck in your head? I don't know what it's called but its from a scene in "Witness" with Harrison Ford when he is fixing his car in the barn with the Amish woman and they start dancing. "I don't know much about science books. I don't know much about the blah blah blah. What I do know is I love you and I hope that you will love me too because what a wonderful world it would be...."

29. Someone knocks on your window at 2 a.m., whom do you want it to be? Anyone but the police because they get all pissy when you yell at them for bugging you at 2 am

30. Do you (or did you) want to have grand kids before you’re 50? No thank you. Now go erase that thought for your head before you jinx me! Oh wait, Lee can have a child before I am 50. Snuggs may not. So there.

31. Tell us your Saturday night. Made myself all prettified, went to visit my preciousssss, went to value village (got a nice shirt there too!), had supper at Taco Bell/KFC, went to the boozaholic store, tried to find tiles my daddy needs in two different stores without any luck and then hit up the party. Was a good night :)

 
32. Do you think too much or too little? I think too much. In fact, I often over think things.

33. Do you smile a lot? Yes actually I do.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Contemplations

Out to a party tonight - hair dyed, eyebrows plucked. Must remember to shave my lip. Wearing make up for a change and a sexy shirt... I know that I am going to feel irresistible even if I am not.

When plucked said eyebrows I found at least 6 white hairs so I dyed those, too. Looks quite snazzy if I do say so myself. Figured if I started to pluck the whites, I would have to pencil the brows in and go out as a white Whoopie Goldburg, perish the thought.

Harboring a secret that I am dying to tell but I promised.

Best friend Frankie fell and broke her ankle - had to get plates and pins and is off work for a year. She is going mad not being able to drive or be weight bearing on that side and I am going mad not being able to be there and help her since she moved.

Lee is moving out in less than 10 months and I am already dying inside.

Snuggs is cracking me up more and more - her sense of humour is developing nicely I must say.

Geeky applied for a job a month or so ago and resume submissions ended on Friday. We keep hoping that he will get an interview. Personally I think that he is a shoe in because he is the only local lawyer not practicing either with a firm or with their own firm. We intend to stay in this area if possible and he has the right personality to work with the legal clinic. I just hope that he has a chance to show them that.

Ironically, he has been gaining new clients so someone must be spreading the word about him.

Snuggs doesn't want toys for Christmas unless they are webkins or a wii. When did she grow up so quickly?

Have emailed Mr X's father about getting the rest of my property from storage but he hasn't responded. I am hoping that he is away because if not, I am going to have to fight with him. Again. I guess having a court order just isn't good enough?

I want to skip Christmas this year for the first time ever - and I love Christmas normally.

I am sending hugs and love across the miles to E.

Hair is now down to my waist :)

Lee's friend came over a month ago and found out a few days after she left that she had H1N1. We didn't even get sick.

Am currently watching all the seasons of Jericho.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Great.

Snuggs came onto this blog - something that I have asked her not to do and read the post below... most of it anyway. She got to the part where she was going to have to see him again and that she should just get used to it and had to click it off because she was so afraid that what he was saying was true.

An hour to calm her down and reassure her that no, over my dead body would she have to see him again and she is considerably better. Me, I want to go and kick some ass of Mr X and his parole officer. What a bunch of fuktards.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Seriously now?

So a letter arrived from Mr X for Snuggs the other day. His parole is very clear that he isn't to write without first receiving prior written permission from his parole officer and victims services hadn't been in touch with me so I made some phone calls. Turns out that the PO told him that he could start writing but never informed me or victims services of that fact. The thing that pisses me off the most is that it doesn't appear that they considered Snuggs in all of this. Mr X verbally and physically abused myself and her older sisters. It stands to reason, does it not, that he would eventually do the same thing to her?

I don't care what therapy he has gotten or how he says that he has changed, I can see from his letter that he hasn't. Veiled threats and innuendos about how I may have made things within the house seem worse than they truly were isn't the writings of a changed man. A changed man would admit to the shit that he has done to us and not down play it. A changed man would consider the feelings of his child and not basically TELL her that she was going to be seeing/talking/writing to him. A changed man would concern himself with how she is feeling and what her needs are and not his own. She is happy and she is thriving but she is still afraid of him. She still wakes up with nightmares. She still freaks out if she sees someone that even looks like Mr. X. She has come SO FAR emotionally despite the issues that she has and in one letter he could undermine and destroy all of the work and love that we have put into her.

She might be 9 but she understands the things that are being said underneath the words of his letters. She was only 6 when I left him but she wasn't an idiot. She saw and heard things in that house that no child should ever have to see or hear. She witnessed pain and anger between her parents and from her father to her sisters. She lives with a lot of guilt that he didn't abuse her the same way that he did her sisters. She feels that she was the special one (and she was) and that he wasn't fair to her siblings when he treated her differently. She keenly saw the difference between all of the children in the way that he treated each of them.

If she saw the things that he wrote, she would be scared, angry and hurt. He mentions seeing her despite knowing that via a family court order I have full discretion as to any contact that he has with her. I have clearly informed our mutual contact of this fact on more than one occasion. He tells her "we can see each other" as if the family order and my decision doesn't even exist. He tells her that if she wants to see him, she should tell me, putting her right in the middle of adult decisions and making her responsible for negotiating his ability to be part of her life.

He says:  
"There is no reason why we shouldn't visit each other. If you want to see me, you should tell your mom. I know you may be upset, possibly angry, confused and anxious about talking to me and seeing me again. I am sorry that you have to experience these feelings, but this is part of your life and there is no avoiding it. This won't be the last time you have these feelings and wish they would just go away. You may think that you can make them go away by not seeing me or putting it off. The fact is that they won't go away and we will meet again."

Then he says that he didn't intend to write and discuss grown up things but that he didn't have a choice because they haven't talked or seen each other in so long and that there is no reason why they should be writing letters when they could be talking on the phone or in person. He then goes on to add:

"Remember the good times in ________. Most of the time there was fun, productive and happy, but sometimes a few bad memories or stories about bad things can make what really happened seem worse than it was"

Gee. Stories? Really? One more way of him hinting about how I am the one that is filling her head with things that aren't necessarily true. Where is the accountability there? Way to make a 9 year old question her memories and place her, once again, in the hot seat. Bravo for making attempting to make her believe that she is wrong about how she feels, that she should question me and anything that I have done to protect her.

To finalize, he makes one more hit on myself and Geeky:
"... yes, I am your father, your dad and always will be. My blood, along with your Moms, runs through your body. No one else can say that"

Well, he is right that it is his blood and mine that runs through her veins - or at least he contributed his portion of the DNA that assisted in creating her but it is MY blood that runs through her veins. It doesn't take blood or DNA to make a father or a dad. It takes a MAN who is kind and caring and who loves her like his own to do that and if he could see my sweethearts together and the way that they care about each other and interact together, he would see what a real DADDY is.

If he thinks, for one second that I am going to even hint to my baby that he is writing he can think again. I will do whatever it takes and fight in whatever way possible to keep him from her because I and everyone else around me believe that it is in her best interests. This isn't just me talking out of anger or revenge for heaven's sakes. This is CAS, the courts, my family and friends. Surely we ALL can't be wrong.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Wow

A month or so ago I googled Mr. X and somehow managed to find this website with his name linked to it - the entire thing in Chinese... or Japanese or something like that. I followed that link to a page for the company who had posted the listing and even though I didn't find his name referenced there directly, I decided to take a chance and let the Family Responsibility Office know where I believed that he was working. They issued a garnishment order that same day and today I received my first child support payment.

The bills are now paid in full and there is actually food in the cupboards, fridge and freezer. I didn't know what to do with myself in the grocery store getting whatever.I.wanted. It was like utopia. Seriously.

H1N1

I haven't been all freaked out about the H1N1 virus. I am not a person that gets all worked up and worried over things like that because I figure that you can just do what you can to prevent it and whatever happens after that is going to happen no matter what.

A 13 year old boy died in Toronto recently from the virus and that is what has gotten me a little concerned. Maybe he had underlying complications but the autopsy showed that he had the virus so of course they assume that is how he died. He was healthy - just finished playing in a hockey tournament this past weekend. He was healthy one day and died the next.

Up until now I have been telling myself that generally speaking the virus kills those who are ill, elderly, very young or immunodeficient. Now, however, I am looking at this young man's picture and thinking that maybe I should be at least a little concerned...

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Fall!

I love fall it has to be my favorite time of the year. This fall has been really wet so I haven't enjoyed it as much as other years but nevertheless, I love the fact that the cold is settling in and our home is warm and cozy. I haven't done any baking since the spring - laziness, the house gets too hot or whatever my excuses were - so yesterday I set about making some low yeast family bread.

The best part about this recipe is that I can use half the yeast, the yield is four loaves and you make and knead the dough in the evening before setting it to rise overnight. That meant that this morning I was able to sleep in a little and then wander downstairs punch it down, reknead it and shape it to rise again. I can put it into the oven to bake in an hour or so and have everything done before noon. While I love making bread (I had forgotten just how much, actually) it can sometimes put me off thinking that I have to wait for so long to bake it if I make it all within one day.

I am thinking that maybe cookies are a good thing to work on later...

Friday, October 16, 2009

Hey there Doc

(for lack of a better title)

So I waddled off to the doctors office today to give him a report on how my new medication is working on top of my other antidepressant. I love these visits... they are the kind that make you evaluate yourself.

So here's me as I am waiting, talking to myself like a crazy person:

Do I tell him that I am feeling better? I AM feeling better but I am still not great, you know? Should I mention that I am tired all the time? If I do, he might stop my sleeping pills and omg I totally need those for those nights when I am up the whole damn time wandering around the house in the semi darkness. Wait, if I tell him that I am feeling better I had better tell him that just because I am feeling better doesn't mean that I am okay. I have to make that clear to him otherwise he will leave my medications where they are and I will up them to a whole pill instead of a half and he will wonder what the hell I was thinking doing it without his supervision. Oh! I also have to remember to ask him about seeing that shrink... what was his name? I can't remember. I just hope it wasn't that flaky chick that he had me see last time. She was an idiot. My hip. I also have to remember to tell him that my hip hurts every day. Last time he asked me where the pain was and I couldn't tell him. It's in my HIP I wanted to say but nooooo he wanted to know WHERE in my hip. How do I explain that it hurts, way deep inside the bones? Dammit if he sluffs me off because I am too young to have pain all the time and says that its the muscles I will scream because it's not. I know it's not. It is, like, way down in the joint. Is that guy coughing? OMG dude, use a tissue or your elbow for chrissakes I don't need your damn cold. I hate the doctors office everyone is hacking and gagging and dying in here and then I want to bathe in hand sanitizer when I leave. How much do you want to bet that he has that pig flu thing? Figures. Don't sit next to me either buddy. DO NOT SIT NEXT TO ME. Great. How do I move without being conspicuous? Why can't they get some good magazines in this place? Should I go out to the car for my book? How much do you want to bet that if I leave for, like, that half a second they will call my name? Look at that kid. Wow, he is kinda funny looking. Hahahaha check out his mom looking around as if to ask the whole room 'see my kid? Isn't he cute? Aren't you going to comment on him?' Not gonna happen lady. Attention whore. Oh now that baby is cute. I could comment on that baby. The other kid looks all sticky and his shirt is dirty. Damn woman, clean your child up before you take him out and gross his nose is running. Holy crap, here's a tissue. I hate that. Okay, so I have to remember to tell the doctor....

I am really not that crazy you know. Okay, maybe just slightly but I am not totally losing it yet I swear.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Most Me Too's

Check it! My confession is listed as having the most me-too's!

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