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One Down, Seven to Go
Nov. 23rd, 2003 12:44 amYep, back at work. I can't wait until 7 a.m., as I am already bored.
I dashed home this morning, fed the dogs (which was thankfully uneventful ~ no fights, no hard feelings ~ YAY), crawled into bed and curled up next to my Llewellyn. It was a little before 8 a.m. and it only took me about 20 minutes to enter into sleep. It was fitful at first, one of those sleeps in which your limbs jerk involuntarily. I think that happens when you're so tired that your body sleeps before your mind has totally realised it needs to sleep too, so the mind makes the body do odd things. It's like falling in a dream and jumping awake just before you hit the ground.
I slept a little less than 3 hours, then rose to make coffee and oatmeal. Llew ate oatmeal and I had one of my favourite childhood treats: coffee and a butter sandwich. Apparently, he'd never heard of such and gave me the hairy eyeball for daring to eat such a disgusting thing. This, coming from a man who puts peanut butter on his egg sandwiches...whatever! So, I told him, "dude, it's basically just toast and coffee" and he has a culinary epiphany, dubbing my butter sandwich "raw toast". He's such a hoot!
We spent the day just relaxing, chilling out, and vegging, which was pretty cool for me since I have felt like a zombie all day long. We ended up watching the special features for the new "Tomb Raider" movie, then watched a fair amount of "The Road Warrior". It still amazes me that the blonde chick wearing the football gear is the same one who played Zhaan on "Farscape"! As for "Tomb Raider", I was surprised and awed by the fact that Angelina did most of her own stunts and would have done them all had it not been for the insurance companies preventing her being at risk for major harm. I think I am starting to really like and admire her.
I just remembered that I had a bit of a scare this morning on the way home. The car in the lane beside me had a hubcap that was a little off, so it made the wheel look like it was wobbling and about to fly right off the car. In my zombie state, I was fairly alarmed and hung way back, hoping that I wouldn't see the vehicular travesty I was certain was about to happen. It was only later that it occurred to me that the hubcap had created a very scary optical illusion.
Tomorrow, I think I'm going to call Jean at Dr. Ross' office and see if they can't go ahead and give me a surgery date. That way I can get ahead of the game a little since all signs point in the direction of my swift approval by UHC after the first of the year. Another thing I need to do is make a list of some of the supplies I'll need for post-op. The sooner all this happens, the better, because I really don't want to have to deal with healing in any way during the warmer months in SC. Having wounds in Southern Summers is absolutely no fun and should be avoided at all costs.
Damn, only 45 minutes have passed since I started this post and taken a few calls. It's going to be a long.......long.......night......
I dashed home this morning, fed the dogs (which was thankfully uneventful ~ no fights, no hard feelings ~ YAY), crawled into bed and curled up next to my Llewellyn. It was a little before 8 a.m. and it only took me about 20 minutes to enter into sleep. It was fitful at first, one of those sleeps in which your limbs jerk involuntarily. I think that happens when you're so tired that your body sleeps before your mind has totally realised it needs to sleep too, so the mind makes the body do odd things. It's like falling in a dream and jumping awake just before you hit the ground.
I slept a little less than 3 hours, then rose to make coffee and oatmeal. Llew ate oatmeal and I had one of my favourite childhood treats: coffee and a butter sandwich. Apparently, he'd never heard of such and gave me the hairy eyeball for daring to eat such a disgusting thing. This, coming from a man who puts peanut butter on his egg sandwiches...whatever! So, I told him, "dude, it's basically just toast and coffee" and he has a culinary epiphany, dubbing my butter sandwich "raw toast". He's such a hoot!
We spent the day just relaxing, chilling out, and vegging, which was pretty cool for me since I have felt like a zombie all day long. We ended up watching the special features for the new "Tomb Raider" movie, then watched a fair amount of "The Road Warrior". It still amazes me that the blonde chick wearing the football gear is the same one who played Zhaan on "Farscape"! As for "Tomb Raider", I was surprised and awed by the fact that Angelina did most of her own stunts and would have done them all had it not been for the insurance companies preventing her being at risk for major harm. I think I am starting to really like and admire her.
I just remembered that I had a bit of a scare this morning on the way home. The car in the lane beside me had a hubcap that was a little off, so it made the wheel look like it was wobbling and about to fly right off the car. In my zombie state, I was fairly alarmed and hung way back, hoping that I wouldn't see the vehicular travesty I was certain was about to happen. It was only later that it occurred to me that the hubcap had created a very scary optical illusion.
Tomorrow, I think I'm going to call Jean at Dr. Ross' office and see if they can't go ahead and give me a surgery date. That way I can get ahead of the game a little since all signs point in the direction of my swift approval by UHC after the first of the year. Another thing I need to do is make a list of some of the supplies I'll need for post-op. The sooner all this happens, the better, because I really don't want to have to deal with healing in any way during the warmer months in SC. Having wounds in Southern Summers is absolutely no fun and should be avoided at all costs.
Damn, only 45 minutes have passed since I started this post and taken a few calls. It's going to be a long.......long.......night......
