Protected: Crisis Averted
Yesterday started to get better after I wrote my blog entry. In particular, looking at the photo I posted with the entry, an angry little girl in her red sequined outfit, made me laugh. My friend, Jennie came over and we walked over to a local restaurant for an early dinner. There was nice outdoor seating and it was sunny but not too hot. We had a really nice time.
This morning, John woke up and told me that he “feels 20 times better than yesterday.” Hooray! We are going to the new Chihuly glass garden at Seattle Center later this morning.
Protected: Stay-cation: Oh Well, We Tried
Dear Surgical Drain,
By now, having sit for a few hours in the exam room waste receptacle at the True Family Women’s Cancer Center, you have realized that I’ve left you and moved on with my life. I imagine this was a shock to you as it was rather sudden on my part. To be honest, I just wasn’t that into you. I mean, I needed you for awhile for your draining function but once you’d finished the job, I was dried out and done with you. I want to wear semi-normal clothes again without having to disguise your lumpy presence with blousy tops with wild prints. Yes, you embarrassed me. Frankly, your contents were kind of gross. Don’t despair, I will need you again in a few months when I have my TRAM surgery. We can catch up on old stories. Just remember this time, that this a TEMPORARY relationship of limited scope. I am a married woman, after all. But I do thank you for coming to my aid when I needed you most.
Sincerely,
Elizabeth
(Note: I meant this post to be funny but now I am feeling ridiculously and irrationally sorry for the surgical drain. After being off work for two weeks, I have this back log of empathy and I’m applying it to plastic! No wonder my high school creative writing teacher taught us not to anthropomorphize objects. It’s not only bad writing, but it is dangerous! Don’t try this at home!)
You should be so glad that I screened out the grosser images of Jackson-Pratt drains, which came up in my Google images search. This one is unused and straight out of the package. You’re welcome.
Protected: Hangin’ out with Drag Queens
Protected: Super Week with Super Friends
Protected: Out of Exile
Protected: Visiting Planet M
Okay, the aforementioned “Big Day” of Tuesday was even bigger than I thought. I rested all of Wednesday and felt more energized this morning. So I got back to the business of doing laundry, to which I had not paid attention since Monday. Now I’m pooped again. To make things worse, I overestimated my energy level when I stripped the sheets off of the bed and washed them. Although I am still sleeping on the couch, due to John’s cold, I wanted to give him some clean sheets, especially since he installed a portable A/C for me this morning! Yay! But now I must chaperone the sheets through the washer and dryer, in a timely manner so that I am not making the bed at midnight tonight. And to answer your question, I don’t exactly know why we don’t have more than one set of queen sheets. It’s a mystery. Okay, we do but they are for the guest bed and I am silly. I prefer the sheets that are in the wash right now.
I’m just going to sit here a little while longer than take a peek at the laundry.
My Eyes Are Up Here 