Category: whine

Well, it’s 7:26 a.m.  on Monday and I have my “morning after” hangover.  It’s the morning after we got home from vacation.  Vacation was great,and I can probably do a 15-part series on it, for your enjoyment! I’ll certainly hit some highlights in posts this week.

But at the moment, it’s back to reality.  All of our “luggage” is still packed and in the living room:

I have a terrible headache over my left eye, we have no groceries, and the big kids start swimming lessons this afternoon.

I think there needs to be a “step-down” program when you are coming off vacation.  I need baby steps, not to have to hit the ground running!

Well, I just heard Sophie’s door open, and the baby’s crying…time to get to work!

To get a preview of ONE of my vacation adventures, go READ THIS from my Uncle Paul!  It will get your Monday off to a good start, at least.

Since I’ve had baby Jonah five months ago (how can he be five months old already?)  I’ve had a variety of dumb maladies.  My body tends to attack me after I have a baby.  So, I had the c-section incision open up, the DeQuervain’s syndrome in my thumb/arm, and some painful “nerve problems” (I don’t know how to explain them, I had them after previous pregnancies also) on top of my left foot, the back of my left knee, an even my right butt cheek.

Yeah.

And now, a new malady, which has nothing to do with having been pregnant but is just one of those DUMB things that happens – I guess.

An infected hangnail.  A freaking hangnail!  Two weeks or so ago, I picked a hangnail on my right thumb.  I’ve picked or clipped about 4 million hangnails in my life and never had one get infected.  And I wash my hands about eleventy billion times a day, BUT  it should have been eleventy billion and one that day, apparently.

As you may remember, my husband had a little right thumb trouble of his own once upon a time. Which is why I jokingly posted this as my facebook status a few days ago:

Turns out that wasn’t so funny!  The infection got so bad the pain was keeping me up at night. THEN my thumbnail started to come off!

So Monday I headed to the doctor in a panic.  You know it’s good and infected when the nurse says “Ewww. That looks painful.”

The doc gave me a “high dose” of antibiotics and a pain medicine which turns out to be Vic*din. Who knew you could get Vic*din for a hangnail?

Anyhoo. I’m supposed to soak it in epsom salts and take my antibiotic and keep it wrapped and if that works, then he won’t have to do surgery on it.

Surgery.

It was a HANGNAIL!!!!!!!!!

Stay tuned for the exciting conclusion in this medical melodrama. I just *can’t wait* to see what’s gonna happen.

At least I got some Vic*din.

I guess every infected hangnail has a silver lining.

It is raining for the eleventy-bajillionith day in a row, Sophie doesn’t have school for the 2nd day in a row because they are testing the preschoolers this week and her day to go is tomorrow, AND

AND

AND

my coffee maker is apparently broken.

And no, it’s not a breaker. I have plugged it into every outlet in the kitchen, and tested other appliances to see if they work and…other appliances work.

My coffee maker does not.

So do I drag two kids out in the rain to get coffee, or do I just pretend Mountain Dew is coffee?

Or do I start sending smoke signals??

Blargh.