Just can't wait.
The house is so close to done I'm about to pop. They are supposed to be laying the hardwood floor in now, and it's being done through out the house. No carpet anywhere. YAY!
Right now I'm getting the luxury, well it would be luxury if it were not for this nasty abscess in my left inner thigh, of laying in the bed, trying to relax and getting to use my daughter's laptop to fart around on. This ones got me good too. All nice and nastily bruised up looking. I finally got fed up when the Tumeric and Zinc paste and warm compresses didn't get it to open up, and stuck it with a needle. I know it's a bad idea, but when your hurting, sometimes something has got to give, ya know. So much funky, disgusting stuff came out, and god did it smell. That's the one thing that still gets to me when I have to go have one lanced, the embarrassment from the smell the doctor is having to endure working on me. I could care less what he or she thinks looking at my hairy armpit, but it's embarrassing that someone else has to smell it too, and it's coming from ME.
Right now this sucker is thumping HARD. I've already taken a 10mg Percocet and an 800mg Motrin and..it's..still thumping. uggha mugga fugga...I just hope this one doesn't turn out like the one I had in my left armpit/breast area. It got to be the size of half a softball. But since I have so much fatty tissue there it probably will. I hope I can get my armpits done with some surgery soon so I can schedule a surgery to get this area done as well. I don't know if I ever will have anything done directly on my lady parts. For me, right now, it's like "Uh nah, no spank u very much.". Even with my flare ups being as bad as they have here lately, I can't even imagine a doctor cutting on me there.
Great mother in law is sitting in here in my room wanting to yak and I really just want everyone to go away so I can try to rest so maybe I can feel like doing something later. Damn my luck..and here I was thinking I was so lucky to be able to finally relax a little. That got shot all in the foot.
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20 minutes later and she still hasn't gone away. Why the hell can't I catch a break, even for an hour. Christ on a crutch. Now hubby is taking the kids to the book store, I just hope she leaves when he does or at least soon after. Please don't be leaving me here alone with her..shit.
Right now I'm getting the luxury, well it would be luxury if it were not for this nasty abscess in my left inner thigh, of laying in the bed, trying to relax and getting to use my daughter's laptop to fart around on. This ones got me good too. All nice and nastily bruised up looking. I finally got fed up when the Tumeric and Zinc paste and warm compresses didn't get it to open up, and stuck it with a needle. I know it's a bad idea, but when your hurting, sometimes something has got to give, ya know. So much funky, disgusting stuff came out, and god did it smell. That's the one thing that still gets to me when I have to go have one lanced, the embarrassment from the smell the doctor is having to endure working on me. I could care less what he or she thinks looking at my hairy armpit, but it's embarrassing that someone else has to smell it too, and it's coming from ME.
Right now this sucker is thumping HARD. I've already taken a 10mg Percocet and an 800mg Motrin and..it's..still thumping. uggha mugga fugga...I just hope this one doesn't turn out like the one I had in my left armpit/breast area. It got to be the size of half a softball. But since I have so much fatty tissue there it probably will. I hope I can get my armpits done with some surgery soon so I can schedule a surgery to get this area done as well. I don't know if I ever will have anything done directly on my lady parts. For me, right now, it's like "Uh nah, no spank u very much.". Even with my flare ups being as bad as they have here lately, I can't even imagine a doctor cutting on me there.
Great mother in law is sitting in here in my room wanting to yak and I really just want everyone to go away so I can try to rest so maybe I can feel like doing something later. Damn my luck..and here I was thinking I was so lucky to be able to finally relax a little. That got shot all in the foot.
*edit*
20 minutes later and she still hasn't gone away. Why the hell can't I catch a break, even for an hour. Christ on a crutch. Now hubby is taking the kids to the book store, I just hope she leaves when he does or at least soon after. Please don't be leaving me here alone with her..shit.
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Glad to hear work on the house is steadily going. You\'re going to have to get yourself a wet mop with no carpets in the new place! Sorry to hear about the \"monster\" on you thigh.
er....that was suppose to be \"your\"
lol thanks couggeny. I\'m no grammar Nazi, so no worries. XD Much love to you hon.