Sprain Pain

So... I'm ready anytime my left wrist is ready to be completely healed from the sprain I got in June.

Yeah, it still hurts.

Probably because I spilled a t.v. dinner on it and had to stop doing the physical therapy while that injury healed. Happily, the burn seems to be healing at a miraculous pace!

I'm just really, really annoyed that I'm still in pain from that blasted sprain, and that my right wrist hurts too because I baby the left one so much.

However, it is a relief to not wear the brace anymore. I took it off after the burn accident and don't feel the need to put it back on.

So, I keep doing the physical therapy, and hope that all will be well by Christmas.

PLEASE be better by Christmas! I love Christmas miracles!

While I'm wishing, I'd also like to not be sick again until February at least. I'm still recovering from the second virus I've had in three weeks. I loathe viruses. There's nothing I can do but treat the symptoms and sleep. So frustrating. I almost wish it was something like the flu or strep throat so that the doctor could give me antibiotics. Of course, that takes longer to recover from. Illness is never simple. I'm glad I'm not a doctor.

Woe is me :P (I'm totally kidding.)

No pain, no gain, but I'm tired of the sprain!

Meanwhile, look at how pretty my nails are right now. I feel pretty lucky they are as healthy and strong as they are, considering how long I bit them. In about a week they will be too long and I will need to cut them short, but for right now they look nice!

Playing Dress-up

So, I didn't get to wear the full fairy costume for Halloween, and the medieval/Lord of the Rings costume I ordered didn't come in time for Halloween either, so I decided to dress up last week just for fun! Seriously, though, someone needs to throw a costume party so that I can actually wear these outfits somewhere, because it will be hard to choose what to be for Halloween next year...

(Oh, and Yes, I did straighten my hair last week. It turned out okay and was fun to leave straight for seven days... but it was a relief to go back to curly!)

ensemble 1: What I should have worn as a fairy. What I did wear was cute, but this feels more magical!

ensemble 2: I wore this to work one day with my straight hair in a ponytail and felt like I belonged on a detective show. Detective Beckett from Castle anyone? Sassy!

ensemble 3: Medieval princess. It's one of Arwen's gowns from The Lord of the Rings. Sadly, it didn't arrive in the mail until last Wednesday... and is blue and orange. *eye roll* I still love it!

accessory: This hat was a birthday gift from my talented sister-in-law,  Lindsey. Isn't it adorable?! I wish I could knit! (I also wish that either my nose were smaller or my mouth bigger...but that's a conversation for another blog.)

ensemble 4: This is not a costume, but I bought this dress at Anthropologie on Saturday and wore it to church on Sunday. I completely adore the color scheme! And as a bonus: a teenage girl in the dressing area at the boutique told me twice that it looked great on me -- she just had to make sure I knew! 

 Happy Monday, everybody! xoxoxox!

Hugs

I need one.

Not because I'm sad. (I'm not.)

Or because I'm having a bad day. (It's too early to tell.)

Just because I do.

It's just one of those things.

Burned Hand update

Just in case y'all are wondering how my burned hand is healing, here's a little update: All in all, it's doing very well!

WARNING: The photos and descriptions that follow are pretty mild, but might not be appreciated by the squeamish.

Above: day 1 (or day zero, as in: the day I burned my hand). I soaked it in cold water for a good 5 hours and then rubbed burn ointment on it and covered the whole thing before going to bed. It didn't hurt at all while I slept!

Below: day 4. I wish I'd retaken a better picture, because this was when the blister puffed up the most. The blister was in an odd "G" shape.

Above: day 6. Never fear! The burn is merely slathered in Neosporin. I had to cover it with something because the protective blister covering the main part of the burn had torn the day before, so I removed the ragged-blister skin (by myself, using tweezers and my clumsy right hand -- totally hard core!) and consequently the raw, sensitive skin was exposed. I missed a few outlying sections of dead skin, though. The parts I couldn't pull off are ultimately what is going to scar. Grrr!

Below: day 7. Healing pretty nicely. I cleaned it up a bit more.

 Below: Day 15 (yesterday). See how nicely it's healing? I've stopped putting Neosporin on it as frequently and started leaving it uncovered. It isn't as sensitive anymore. In fact, I'm rubbing the left side and base of the mark so that the scars dissipate a bit more. I am being careful and making sure to put sunscreen on it, though. Must keep it protected from the UV rays so it doesn't burn worse!

Oh, and in case you are wondering: Yes. I am afraid of t.v. dinners now. I still eat them for lunch on most work days, but I am afraid every time I walk it from the break room to my desk, and right before I remove the plastic covering!

The most interesting part of this whole thing has been the fact that other than the initial shock I've pretty much taken this in stride. I'm lucky it wasn't a deeper or larger burn. If it had been I would have had to go to the doctor pronto. As it is, I was able to care for it myself, and when I visited my doctor yesterday she told me yesterday I did a great job. When I was cleaning up that broken blister I could have freaked out, but I didn't. I was totally disinterested and just did what had to be done the best that I could so that it wouldn't get infected. I like to think this was practice for when my kids get injured and I'll have to patch them up... although, I imagine seeing my kids injured will probably bother me more than my own injuries. I can look at myself with a clinical detachment, but I don't necessarily like to see other people get hurt. Just another reason why I didn't become the heart surgeon my mother wanted me to be...

Peanut Butter and Jelly song

My friend Carrie introduced me to this little ditty by InsideOut A Capella, and I am completely enamored of it. Upon hearing it I immediately went online and bought the song for my iPod. Just listening to it makes me happy.

(This music video reminds me of the old-school skits on Sesame Street or Mister Roger's Neighborhood. Cute song, cute video. Cute! Enjoy!)

Halloween space cadet

Well, my Halloween plans went a bit awry, and all because I'm such a space cadet lately! It doesn't help that I'm sick again. I was really excited to buy parts for a fairy costume from my darling Stephanie M, and then I didn't get to wear it anywhere... sigh. At least I got to hang out with her for a bit :)

I did have a lot of fun!

Friday, we had an office party/potluck... and guess who was the only person who dressed up? Yep. Me.  (I thought about Mitchell in this week's episode of Modern Family all day!) However, it was easy to just not wear the fairy wings and crown and tutu during the work day. Couldn't hide the blue hair and glittery eyes, but I didn't mind too much because they looked freakishly awesome.

That night I had plans to see Thriller at Kingsbury Hall with my friends Carrie, Mandie, and Liz. We were supposed to all meet there. Of course, I was running behind getting out the door. I was actually halfway down the stairs in my building when I realized I didn't know the address, so I ran back inside and looked it up. Then I grabbed my purse again and headed out the door. As soon as the door closed I realized I didn't have my keys in my hand. Neither my car keys or my house keys. And the lock on the door knob was set to "lock." So, I was locked out of my house, and couldn't get into my car (where I'd left the fairy wings).

I called Carrie and asked her to pick me up. We ended up being about half an hour late to the show, but she was a complete angel and didn't let me feel badly about it. It helped that the show was fantastic! And I didn't miss my favorite dance, a pas de deux between Frankenstein and Frankenstein's bride! I love going to events like that with people who dance! We'd watched the dancers do crazy things with their bodies and we'd all freak out ("whaaaaat?! Oh my gosh!!") Liz, Carrie, Mandie and I had a great time at the show and at Chili's afterward. Did I mention we looked great? Carrie had gone all-out with a Rainbow Brite costume, Mandie looked gorgeous in her 1930's socialite get-up, and Liz looked darling in her cavewoman outfit. I looked okay without the wings, though I felt a little silly.

After Chili's, Carrie drove me to a place where I have spare keys and I was able to get inside again. Crisis over.

...Or so I thought.

Saturday I left the blue hair in all day! I wore my jack-o-lantern pajama pants and Harry Potter t-shirt, an outfit Kate jokingly referred to as my "Harry Potter fan who has blue hair from reading in the closet all day" costume (love it!). I was a big hit at rehearsal that morning:

Boy, do I look tired in that photo.

That night, I drove over to Kate's house, and when I got out of the car and shut the door, ONCE AGAIN I realized I didn't have my keys in my hand. Nope. They were on the front seat of my car.

Gaaaaaaaaaah!!

So, Kate drove me back to the place where I have spare keys and retrieved them (thankfully, I had returned them earlier that afternoon -- so glad I didn't have to call Triple A). Then we grabbed some hot chocolate and went back to her place to watch Monsters, Inc. with Brandon. Hooray! That's the kind of monster movie I like! They were very nice to indulge me.

I am very grateful that I had friends to help me out this weekend, since I apparently needed taking care of :P

I'll have to put on my FULL costume and have someone take a photo. At the very least, now I have some fairy wings -- I've wanted them for quite awhile!