I guess I'm not disappearing altogether. The proof? I'm sitting here getting ready to post something. That's because shit's happening, and when that is the case, I want to post. So. No I told you so's please. Thank you. First up Serge and Georgie sleeping on the sofa because the one day it was REALLY important for me to sleep, Serge mucked it all up dreaming about something and pawing me in the middle of the night. Then snoring like a mack truck. Ugh. Banished to the sofa the following day.
The thing that happened is that last week in the middle of the night, Serge woke up and his arm didn't work anymore. He tried to wake me, but apparently I was unwakeable, so he took a taxi to the emergency room and got some "care". I put that in quotes because the doctor told him he had "trucker's arm" and bound it with a cast and splint thing and told him to come back in ten days. Basically he was told that it would probably just go away on its own. Well, no. Since it was his right arm and he's right handed, everything became a chore. Not least of which was ass wiping. Writing, cooking, using a mouse, everything was difficult. So he went to see a physical therapist. But since he didn't have a doctor's referral, he had to pay. I don't think he should have to pay and hopefully he will not be spineless and complain to the doctor when he sees him again on Thursday. His problem is this: He can't tilt his hand upward, and he has difficulty raising his arm as well. The camera was brain farting when I took this shot, but he looks like a person with MS when he tries to pick up an ordinary glass of water.
That's it. He can't lift it any more and if he wants to drink it, he has to tilt his head down or use his other hand. I keep teasing him and telling him that I didn't sign up for life with a cripple. Mom told me to remember the "for better or for worse" part of the nuptials. I said, yeah, but we never promised to LIKE it. God I hope it gets better but it has only improved slightly in 9 days time. Fingers crossed for poor Sergie.
In other news, we've both succumbed to the reading glasses needing to be nearby all the time. I brought home a cord for me and Serge jumped on that so fast that I had to go buy another one for myself. Now we look like old men with our reading glasses hanging from our necks. This was one of the defining memories of the fabulous Europe trip. I finally gave in and had to use my glasses all the time. I kept declaring, "They've made all the maps smaller with finer print! How are we supposed to read this thing?" Then put on the glasses and all was miraculously well.
On the latest acquisition front, I got my sun box. I use it each morning as I'm going through the updates on the computer. 30 minutes a day and man that light is bright. The last two winters were really rough on me and I was sad and depressed for no reason on many days. Vitamin D supplements didn't do the trick so sun box it is. I'll let you know how that goes.
Finally, our Georgie boy who we have entered in the FIDO contest. FIDO is a cell phone company up here and they are doing a contest for doing a doggie commercial. If you want to help Georgie get into the top ten (He's gone from 8000th to 4500th already) then place your vote! You can vote once a day until the 17th. Ruff! Click HERE and vote!!!!