Sunday, March 29, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
So here I am with my black and blue - not bionic- butt, doing my exercises, wearing my anti -blood clot stockings, taking my anti -blood clot medication and scaring the begeezus out of the cat by tearing around with my super bad-ass deluxe racing walker. Actually, my sister's cat since I'm staying with her until I am rehabbed enough to be able to get up the steps into my house.
Of course, there's always a silver lining in every cloud. I don't have cable in my house, but my sister does. I've getting to watch all the Law & Order I can possibly handle as well as all the old sitcoms I haven't seen in years. I've also discovered a whole new world of tv shows out there as well. I'm ashamed to admit that I've been watching Real Wives of New York and Millionaire Matchmaker. (That last one was because I lost the remote and didn't feel like getting up to change the channel.) It's just amazing what they are putting on tv now. This does, however, inspire me to have my own tv show - can you imagine? The boundaries are endless. Real Goats of Dallas Bay. People are going to love it!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Ok.....well I'm not really on the edge now, but it has been that kind of day. You know your world really ain't right when you decide the best picture for your profile on Facebook is the one that doesn't show the zit on your chin. Forget how the rest of the picture looks. So until a better zit-free picture comes along, this is the one.
Tomorrow is a big day. I'll be leaving for the hospital at the butt-crack of dawn for surgery. I'm getting a bionic butt. Well - half a bionic butt. Well, really it's just a total hip replacement, but it might be all metal so that counts doesn't it? I'm excited!! After almost a year of protecting the recliner from unwanted intruders - and I DO take my job seriously - this time tomorrow I'll walking around on a brand new half -ass. (I don't think there are any implications there - my doctor is the best!) The VanGoats are excited of course as they have really missed my presence out in the yard. I do visit them , but the visits are short and not many. I miss them so much. Talking to them out the window just isn't the same. I think they miss me too.