Sorry about the sporadic posting my dear minions. I've been either at the pool or here working out. I haven't had to do anything lately so that puts my ass in a wicked funk you wouldn't believe! Or would you. Well I do know a few of you would understand what I'm saying.

I'm going on my second year in a couple of months of posting on this blog and I feel like seriously quitting. I really started it to keep myself and a few of you that wander into my trap entertained. I could be pulling wings off flies now and then but this was mainly to keep me out of trouble.

I've been having trouble sleeping again and I'm getting so fucking moody that I feel like one day I might do something I may regret. I've been very snappish with poor David. I hate hurting his feelings. I love that man sooooooo fucking much! I have been having crying jags lately because I can't go back to work for at least another four to six months. I know it's my depression creeping in again. I've been pretty damned great about keeping that filthy bitch at bay. Goddess! Why am I saying all this shit!!  I need to go away for a while. Sorry my minions.

Just A Note Before The Weekend

I can't sleep so that gives me a great excuse to play like an old lady sitting next to you on a plane and tell you about all my operations and pain experiences and grand kids and such. In other words I'm back to bother the shit out of y'all.

Had the left knee totally replaced. Yeah, yeah. It's a pain in the ass right now but what can I say. I asked for it. I got out of the hospital on Thursday last week but I wished I could have stayed another two days. I felt like, wait, I FEEL like shit warmed over right now. Pain is unbelievable but I have my meds and can control the pain on my own. That's a good thing.

David is home for the whole week and hasn't watched a single episode of Jerry Springer *GASP*!  I know!!! It's like he's was abducted by aliens or something. He has been working like a mad man on the cabinets in the kitchen. He waits until I get up in the morning so he won't wake me up with all the sanding noise from the sander I got him six years ago. The man is just finding out all the cool toys I bought him when I was still working. I have a picture of one of the cabinets that he finished to show me how the rest of them will look. It's awesome! The light brown paint job on the outside makes the kitchen look bigger and brighter. I love it! 


David will be going back to work next week so I will be on my own. No more hand maiden to wait on me hand and foot. No more loud sanding on the cabinets and such. Whatever shall I do?? BWAAAHAAhaahahahahahahaaasnort! Sorry, I just had to get that evil out of my system. 

I'm Two Weeks Ahead

Hello my dear minions. I'm back.  So very sorry for the long hiatus that I took. I am ashamed that I left my friends and loved ones without letting you all know about it and when I would be back. But I am back for a while.

xray of knee replacements (not mine of coarse) notice staples in right xray

This past Tuesday I went to finally get my staples out of my right knee and got x-rays of it and the left knee. It was so fucking awesome to see something foreign inside my knee area even though it feels like I have a normal knee joint. It's going on four weeks now and I've been walking with nothing, no cane, no walker, nothing since the second week. My in home Physical Therapist said I'm two weeks ahead of myself in recovery, which is so fucking amazing to myself. But I'm going to slow it down a bit so I don't overdo it and end up back where I started three weeks ago.

To let you understand the pain, it's still like something on the maddening side of reality. I wouldn't wish this on my worse enemy except my sister Barb. Yeah, you bitch! But thank the Goddess for painkillers. My problem is to remember to take the little buggers before they wear off and I go insane. Those of you who had any kind of joint replacement like a knee or hip, know what I'm talking about.

For those of you who haven't, all this is an FYI to take care of your joints if you're young or if this is hereditary like mine, thank you mom, you bitch  then try to still take care of yourself and exercise regularly to keep the weight down because in most cases this is from keeping a large amount of weight. So I have heredity and weight on the bad side of me. Yippy! But I am trying to get the weight off. When I get the left knee done and the staples out I will be schlepping my fat butt over to the Wellness Center to not only work my knees but to work the weight off too.

Quick Note My Loves

I went to see the doctor this morning.  He will take the staples out for sure on Tuesday the 8th. In the mean time I am going through butt loads of pain and swelling. He said it was normal.

I'm totally on the cane now and going up and down stairs. My PT person is kicking my fat fluffy ass all over the place. I am really hurting right now so I am taking a couple of my meds and getting an ice pack. I will have pictures for you all on Freaky Friday MWAAHAHAHahahahahahaaaa!!!!!

Things That Go EEP In The Night

Has anyone ever tried to sleep with back and hip pain, on a heating pad, while Fat Albert gets in and out of bed, and the USA Olympic Hockey team is playing in your kitchen, and all the while your husband sleeps like a baby through it all?? Well bunkie have I got a night for you.

David and I always go to bed at 8pm every night. No ands ifs or buts. I don't mind because I liked getting up early in the morning. But lately my pain has this great big fucking choke hold on me.

Anywho, last night we went to bed like usual and we allowed Spunky, our male Boston to run the house. Meaning he could go anywhere and sleep anywhere he wanted except with the girls, Lucy and Pebbles who were locked up in the kitchen. First off that was a big mistake, because I was hurting and the Tramadol wasn't working. But we all snuggled down to sleep except me on my heating pad.

Then the real fun started. Spunky decided to move his big 'ol chunky body up from the foot of the bed to my left side. Yes he strategically set his ass right in the direction of my face. Then he let one go that would have made a skunk proud. All I heard was very loud KA-BRUMPH. He had jumped off the bed and made a run for it. I called out, "swine dog!!" Then turned off the heating pad and started to fall asleep.

Then I hear KA-GINK, KA-BONK. I turned over to listen but the dogs weren't barking so I went back to bed. KA-GINK, KA-BANK, KA-BINK. "EEP!!" KA-BANK.
What the hell is going on? So I get up cause the noise is coming from the kitchen where the girls are. I turned on the flashlight and they are splayed out on their blankets like they made a running jump for them. I said,"I don't have a clue as to what you girls are doing but you better stop."

I got back in bed and Fat Albert (Spunky) was at the bottom of the bed. He immediately made for my left side and settled in. I let him know that if he farts in bed he's dead meat. I turned up the heating pad and all was quiet. I'm just getting to sleep  when, KA-RUMPH!! Fat Albert is on the prowl. Growling all the way down the hall and into the media room where he falls asleep. I turned over and think it's high time I get some sleep when, KA-BINK, KA-BANK, "EEP!!" KA-BINK.

I tip toed to the kitchen to see what is going on. Turn on the flashlight to find Lucy in the corner with her empty food bowl and Pebbles facing her. Both looking very guilty. They were playing hockey again. I had caught them once before many months ago and David forgot to pick up Lucy's bowl before coming to bed.

I picked up the bowl and asked who won. Then I asked who wanted to go outside. All three ran out when I opened the door. I fixed the girls beds. Turned down the heat a bit to 67 and got a drink of water. It's about 28 outside and I am in no hurry to let them in just yet. I'm sipping my water while three little bodies are shivering in the cold night. There was no more noise  after I let them in.
Hmmm. Payback is a bitch kids. So Don't mess with the mama.

When Will This Get Better??!!!

I am so tired of this shit. One minute I feel good enough to clean house and do laundry and then I finish with it all and I feel like a cat chewed me up and hacked me out. EWWWW!!! I know. I just can't seem to keep my energy levels up and I can't stop the pain.

I tried going without my Tramadol for a couple of days and I was beginning to wonder how badly we suffered with so much pain before drugs came along to make things more manageable. I finally just got out of bed today. I had no energy.

David thinks it's all in my head and that I'm just depressed. AHAHAHAHHAhahahahhahaaa. If I was depressed I would have killed somebody a month ago when he took two weeks off for Christmas vacation and did nothing but irk the shit out of me by watching Jerry Springer all day. Do you know that fucker is on three times a day for a whole hour??!!!

Oh well, such is life, huh. I keep asking when does it get better. Goddess won't answer. She's been quiet since last Thursday when I went to see my doctor. She must be busy.

My Humble Thanks and Another Update

 I would like to thank all my dear sweet blogger girlfriends for their well wishes and ideas on how to beat this Fibromyalgia that I hope is not Lupus. David and I are going to look into trying a Sleep Number bed. And I have loads of questions for my Rheumatologist on Thursday. I didn't know so many of you have the same thing. I guess we all have something in common. A sisterhood if you know what I mean. I'm very glad and honored to be in such a sisterhood because I am in such great company. Ok what did I get on the Humble Meter this time?

It's a bit cold this morning and I have to tell y'all if it wasn't for the fact that I had to pee I would never get out of bed. I was so warm and comfy there all wrapped up in my blankets listening to the puppies snoring. They all snore like little babies with congestion. Make a load of noise I can tell you that much. I couldn't get back to sleep, so I got up. They did too and it was like watching clowns pouring out of a clown car at the circus.

I have the heater going and some water on for tea. The Cymbalta is taking charge. The only thing I hate about it right now is that it makes me feel wobbly in the knees. The pain is very minimal and that's what I need. I would like to be normal again but that's a possible no go.

A friend of mine said I should apply for Social Security but I told her no way. I'm still able to get around on my own. I don't need it. Besides I may be able to find a good combination with the drugs and be able to go back to work at the lab. But I may not be able to stand all day like I used to when working. Who knows.

Update From Last Post

At first I thought, ugh, the drugs no worky for cah cah . But I have to say I am wrong. They are starting to work. Slowly but surely I am starting to feel a bit better. Last night for instance, I was thinking I wasn't getting drowsy like I was the night before and this Amitriptyline shit ain't working at all or my body has already adapted to it.

WRONG !!   I misjudged the time that I had for it to work. It takes about 1 to 2 hours before it takes full effect and when it does boy does it take over the body fast. I only woke up once last night and that was because we had a thunderstorm and the loud thunder woke me plus I had to pee. But I went right back to sleep when I got back into bed. Probably took about 10 seconds for me to do it but I slept all night long until 7:30 this morning. I did wake up with that hung over feeling again but it wasn't as bad as yesterday. I felt like I got 8 hours plus on the sleep.

One problem. It doesn't kill the pain it just overrides the brain and MAKES you sleep. Literally it forces sleep. You have no control. You can get up to pee if you have to but you WILL fall asleep once you hit that bed. I tried it already. I felt like a Zombie when I got up.  Yeppers, the walking dead.

My doctor said I will get used to the drug and the drowsiness will fade with time and my nice 8 hour sleep time will dwindle. Then we will change to something else. Shit, it's an antidepressant. of course my body will get used to it. All I can say is that it is working for what we want right now and I do feel happier during the day.

Taking the Cymbalta is helping too. Since he upped the dosage. It's not perfect but it's better. I have a bit more energy and I can stay on the treadmill or the ellipto-cardio machine before the pain starts to kick my ass. Otherwise I feel better than I was.

I see my Rheumatologist  this Thursday. God/dess that man is fine!!!  I will ask him to up the dosage on my Cymbalta a bit more and see what the lab tests say. Personally I hope it's not Lupus and just the Fibromyalgia. We will see and I will keep you all informed on the outcome of my tests on Thursday night or Friday morning when I can.

Julie,  I hope this does work and will possibly work for Aaron. I will call you on Thursday evening with all the news.

Ramblings For a Friday

It's been a crazy week my minions. First off I started my first ever giveaway on Monday. Yea!!!  I know!!  I tried not to post anything during this week so everyone could see it when they come in.

Yes, stupid me. I know. Why the shit didn't I just set up a small banner for everyone to see on my side panel and they could enter by clicking on it.  Well duh ... I blame it on my freaking meds. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. So neener neener :P

I went to see a Rheumatologist  yesterday afternoon. I want to have his kids!!! Damn he was fine!. *wiping my slobbering mouth* Ok, I'm back to normal, what ever that is now days. SHIT!!! THAT MAN WAS FINE!!!      OUT!!!   OUT !!!!   DEMON!!!

Ok, anywho, He said we are going to try to rule out Lupus but he thinks my problem with all the pain and tiredness is Fibromyalgia.  So that means like I had to give up a pint and a half of blood to the Lupus testing and all the other junk he wants to rule out.  Hmmm, maybe that's why I'm so damned light headed today. I'm still recovering from the Vamp draw.

He changed my prescription and now I'm taking something to help me sleep. He also upped the anti on my Cymbalta to 60mg which seems a bit better. But we will see how long that lasts.

Does anyone in the med field know what  Amitrptyline 25 mg is?  It's a freaking antidepressant with massive side effects. One of them is drowsiness. The other is heart attack and/or stroke!!  I am taking that to help with my sleeping problems. The doctor said it will make me drowsy enough for my body to take over the sleeping part. Shit, I may not even wake up. WTF!!!  

Stuff didn't work last night. Oh It started out fine by knocking out my lights but I kept getting up with pain It was still potent enough to knock out my lights after turning over and rasslin with the blankets ( Yes, I sleep with a blanket or two. Even if it's only 75 degrees in the house... WTF  I'M STILL COLD!!!). 

This morning it was raining when I finally got up. That was around 10:30am. It is taking me 3 hours to write this shit cause I feel hung over like I was at a party and don't remember a thing about it.  Don't you hate when that happens? I sure do.  At least there was no stranger in my bed. I really don't like the hung over part though. That's how I feel right now. Hung over, and I feel like a gray mouse took refuge in my mouth and slept there all night long. EEEEEEWWWWW!!!