Okay...so I've been rather
remiss in my blogging duties of late. It's been a long week!

Yeah, yeah, I know that by the time you all are reading this it will be a new week...but things have been...well...lemme just fill you in.

We we last chatted, I was waiting for my pain meds to kick in. Well, they didn't. Things just got worse. I went to work on Thursday and I musta looked pretty bad, because person after person kept asking "why are you here? You look awful!" Finally, one of the pharmacists took my work from me and pretty much ordered me to go home. See, at my job I am the "funny one"...the one with the snarky comment or smart-alleky remark (not that YOU ALL would know anything about that side of my personality...ahem). But on Thursday it took everything I had to concentrate on work, so I wasn't saying a thing to anyone. Therefore it was apparent that I really wasn't feeling well and I was sent home.

So..I come home and I feel even worse than I had before. So, to the doctor's office I went. Actually, I went to the Urgent Care clinic..less waiting. The doc who tried to do an ultrasound announced "your ab mmuscles are like sheetrock. No wonder you're in so much pain..you're having stomach cramps similar to a charlie horse!"

Yeah, I can believe that. Because the cramps were HORRIBLE! I've never had cramps like that in my life.

Anyway, the doc gave me some Vioxx and asked if I had air conditioning in my home.

"Yeah, I do."

"And do you work in an air condtioned office?"

"Uh huh".

"Well there's your problem. All that AC is wreaking havoc on your ab and uterine muscles. Kill the AC in your house and use a lap blanket at work and you should be fine. But, just in case, you might want to get a script for the Vioxx."

Like he needed to tell me twice!

Anyway, I headed home, the Vioxx kicked in and things have slowly gotten better. My muscles are still sore..but the cramps are pretty much gone.

My apologies to those who are now squirming on the floor. I'll move on to happier events.

MY BABY'S HOME! MY BABY'S HOME YAYAYYYYYYYY!!!!

I went to WV and picked her up today. If she ever wondered if I loved her, she shouldn't wonder now considering what I went through to pick her up today. Yeah, there's a story there -- isn't there always? LOL

On my way out of town, I stopped to get gas. That was uneventful, 'cept the cashier needed me to prepay because she couldn't see my license plate. Eh, whatever..I guess that station gets a lot of drive-offs...and with the price of gas these days, I can see why.

Anyway, after getting gas, I stopped at my bank to cash a check. I would have used my debit card, but it arrived in pieces on Thursday and I don't have the replacement yet. I recently switched banks...but that's ANOTHER story...for another day.

My new bank wouldn't cash my check because, although they knew full well I opened two accounts and made deposits on Friday, they hadn't posted yet, so they could not release any funds to me. So now I had to make a 5 hour round-trip drive with $3 and two starter checks. AAARRRGGGGHHHHH!

But I wanted my kid...so off I went.

I got about half an hour into the trip and my car started to make strange noises. So, I stopped at the nearest exit. I noticed that my front driver's said tire was a bit low so I put some air in it and got back on the road.

A half hour after that, it started making the same noise, but now it was shaking. So, again, I pulled off the road. At first I couldn't see anything...but then I saw it...a HUGE goose egg on the tire I had just put air in. I had two choices: I could turn around, wait til Monday and get the tire fixed, or I could buy a can of fix-a-flat and make my way to my parents house so my dad could put a new tire on the car.

Did I mention I wanted my kid back?

So, I continued down the road. The noise got louder and the shaking got worse. I was 50 miles from my parents house -- no stopping now. I babied the car...didn't drive over 55 miles an hour (the speed limit was 65) and obviously I didn't pass anyone.

Fifteen miles from my parents' house, a piece of tire flew off. I sighed and turned on my hazzard lights, and took the next exit.

The tire was completely flat. Not even the fix a flat would have helped. So, I got the jack and donought tire out of the trunk. yes, I DO know how to change a tire...it's one of the things my dad taught me when I was a kid. I also know how to use a flamethrower...but that's another post entirely. LOL

So, I'm jacking up the car when a nice man came to assist me. I was at a public rest area and there were lots of people milling about...several of which stopped to see what I was doing, but kept going. Anyway, the man asked if I needed help, and I told him that I knew how to change a tire, but I wasn't sure if I could get the lug nuts off. So he finished jacking up the car, I took the lug nut cover off the tire (he was afraid he would break it...me...well, I didn't care at that point...couldn't change the tire with it still on there) and he changed the tire for me. I offered him the last few dollars I had, but he declined. There are still nice people out there...thank heavens. I mean, I would have gotten the tire changed myself eventually, but it was nice to have someone do it for me. I'm such a girl. LOL

To conclude a LONG story, I finally get to my parents house, and my parent's car is gone. I knew my dad had gone in search of me...and I'm sure it was at my husband's prompting. the front door was locked but open...so I knocked. And I knocked again. And again...and again...and again...for 15 MINUTES I knocked. I assumed my mom was asleep...and if that were the case, she would never hear my knock, yell, or scream so I sat down on the porch to wait for my dad to come back home.

Fortunately, the phone rang...which woke Mom up..and she let me in the house. Half an hour later, Taylor and my dad showed up. We talked for a few minutes...then Dad, Taylor and I loaded up the car with Taylor's stuff...that kid has a lot of stuff!

Anyway, we made it back here, overstuffed car, donought tire and all. The kid was worth the hassle. I just tucked her in (she was frowing the whole time, but she catered to my need to be maternal) and gave her a huge hug and kiss. I feel complete now.

Okay...that's enough for now. I'll post again later.

Thanks for reading..you may go about your lives now.
- posted by Kim @ 12:15 AM