*skids into cafe.................*
Martini? GD needs a martini?? *Slips GD a blueberry martini through the wormhole and a big hug*
Hi, Everyone! Mr. WWM and I were up at 0-Dark-Thirty this morning and I took him to the outpatient surgical center for a cortisone injection into that pesky C4 vertebrae that is causing him so many problems. The doctor was wonderful and he said that he believes this one injection will take care of all of the problems including pain and the loss of strength and function in Mr. WWM's right hand. I sure hope so and we have our fingers and all other movable body parts crossed. The funny thing is that the doctor told me that these steroid injections can cause people to suffer some "menopausal symptoms" for a day or two like hot flashes or night sweats. Yes!!!! There is justice in the world that a man would get to "enjoy" those feelings!!! *maniacal giggling*
On the "Let's see how much pain WWM can stand" front..... I ordered a great mandolin slicer from Amazon and got it last week. I had one but it was a piece of junk and I got disgusted and threw it out. The reviews of the one that I bought on Amazon were great but several people mentioned that the blade was really sharp. They pointed that out but apparently my pea brain failed to process that valuable tip. Last night I was slicing sweet potatoes for french fries and was marveling at how it took no effort at all and next thing I knew...... OUCH!!!!! and lots and lots of blood. Not wanting Mr. WWM to realize what a bone head I am (as if he didn't already know) I cleverly wrapped my finger up in paper towels which were immediately saturated with blood, which of course he noticed. So he unwraps my finger and on the middle finger of my right hand I pretty much sliced off the tip of my finger and half of the finger nail. But I am proud of myself because I didn't whine :-) Mr. WWM gives this huge sigh and takes me off to the bathroom and applies a bandage about the size of a baseball glove. Tres chic! I have to say - it really does hurt and you don't realize how much you bang your fingers on stuff until you have a big owwie. Since the nail got sliced off there's nothing to protect my finger tip.
Of course, Mr. WWM, being ever practical, asked if I found the tip of my finger. Actually no, I didn't. But I told him not to worry because if we ate it by accident it was deep fried so it would probably be okay.
I think that I am constantly reinventing the definition of "dumb".......
Posted 1 year ago by WillowandWindismom #