[Sept 25] Choob's Ice Cream Social

Dan and I attended our first preschool function along with The choob and his new pumpkin he named "wallet". He goes to the best little preschool and has the best teacher in the whole world.

I was all hopped up on painkillers so of course I had a WONDERFUL time despite my robot posture.

All the families bring dinner and picnic together on the lawn. The classrooms were open for us to see and they served big ol ice cream sundaes at the end. Of course no picnic would be complete with out an appearance from The Kraken.

How cute is that little cubby of his?

He likes to sit in the chair and read. With wallet by his side. All in all a wonderful night!

Meet My New Best Friends

SOMA

PERCOCET

WARNING: flying down the longest zipline in the continental US four times a day for six months can result in serious injury.

On Friday I injured my neck at work. During our morning test ride I busted my neck upon contact with the "braking system" (aka crashing into three metal brakes)

The medic sent me to a clinic of his choice to be x-rayed. I never realized how important C5 and C6 vertebrae are until I hurt them. I now know how the tin man felt, unable to bend or turn his head. Off to physical therapy I went that same day to be tortured for another 30 minutes. Finally I was sent home with ice/hot packs, a neck log, and some drugs that were supposed to cure me.

They did not.

Being that it was the weekend and I couldn't get a hold of the clinic doctor, I did what any logical patient would do: Self medicate! I started taking Dans heavy duty muscle relaxers. They did not work.

Unable to administer an epidural to myself, I turned to the next best thing: NyQuil and my secret vicodin stash (which I acquired from Dans wisdom teeth removal) so I could sleep at night.

Went back to the doctor on Monday looking like a robot. He stated, "we are going to go after this quite aggressively now," and handed me a prescription for pure bottled magic.

After FOUR days of constant immobility and pain I was given the gift of percocet and soma. These little friends made it possible for me to walk, go to the bathroom on my own, brush my own hair, hug my baby before he left with Dan for preschool, and sit and type this blog. Miraculous. I LOVE modern medicine!

Sometimes I love things a little too much. Let's not forget my addiction to nose spray and Mt. Dew. Perhaps Dan will be checking me into rehab by the end of the week. But for now it's "doctors orders" and I couldn't be happier to hang out with my two new friends all day, every day until Thursday.