I. Am. Bummed.

Disappointed would be too strong.  But I'm not exactly happy.  None of my family is available to drive me to surgery on Friday.  Gentleman Caller could, but would prolly kill us while driving due to lack of sleep.

So I'm sitting in my office tearing up a little.  Which is kind of silly, I realize.  But I've not had surgery before and don't know what to expect when I wake up.  I feel like I'm begging a ride from a friend, even tho several people offered.  Sincerely too. 

With family, you don't have to guard what you say or worry about what they think.  It's your family.

Who doesn't want their family with them when they're down and out?

Oh so very sleepy.  My sleep schedule has been off for over a week and this weekend didn't help things.

Friday went by pretty easily, minus the 5 minutes before 5:00 that my supervisor freaked out.  Such a treat to begin two days off.  I'm not going to lie, Gentleman Caller may have taken some attitude when I got home because of it.  Also because he's annoying when I'm trying to clean, but details...

Miss Candy wanted to go roller skating.  It is so damn HOT in the rink, both of us were dripping sweat by the end of the hour.

I had a wedding reception to go to on Saturday night.  There were also cupcakes to bake for Father's Day, more cleaning to be done and I wanted to fix my nails (black shattered left on for far too long).  However, my oldest sister needed help finding a dress for the wedding, so I spent a fair amount of time driving around with her.  She ended up not even wearing it that night.  I wasn't left me with much time after that, so I chose cupcakes over fixing my nails.  I hope my dad knows how much I love him.

The wedding reception was fun.  Apparently there was fighting and sad feelings I didn't know about going on with my sisters.  But whatevs, I made a new friend and had a blast.

Father's day was nice.  Simple.  We had a grilled turkey, sweet potatoes and fruit salad.  So yummy!  Apparently I was the only one to get my dad an actual unwrappable present, which was sad.  I'm sure they're going to get him something at some point.  I got him a bike seat.  Not the most exciting gift out there, but hopefully it will make riding more comfortable.

Hope y'all had a most enjoyable weekend.

Low quality tears.  I feel I could make a joke about that.  Don't worry, it's ok to make me cry, they aren't high quality.  Really though, wearing glasses sucks.  Everything is framed and I am kept seperate from life.  I feel like I'm viewing everything through a window and I tend to space out more because of it.

Maybe it's because I'm so tired.  I haven't had a night to relax at home in .... um ... a long time.  That was the plan tonight, but my sister wants to hang out.  And she's so busy and tired and dramatic all the time so I don't get to actually see her a lot.  I'm still deciding.

I pulled my quad again.  There wasn't very much time to warm up, so I just threw a ball around... Completely forgetting that my arm is usually fine (it's not like a first baseman throws the ball a lot) and that it's my legs that are usually effed up.  Ah well.  Plenty of time to heal when I'm sugeratized.

So I bought a new purse.  It is an addiction.  But a super cute one!

I did the derby 101 session again this weekend.  Sweaty!!!  Nasty sweaty that makes my sports bra (that isn't exactly new) bleed it's dye onto my tank top.  What?  Caustic.  I had a lot of fun and while I might not have chatted the derby veterans up, I did at least talk to them.  Which is a lot to ask of someone exhausted from skating in circles for two hours.

The plan is to buy new skates this summer.  A friend who is equally excited about derby and I are going to go to a shop in Mad.  I'm not going to lie- super excited.  I feel like I could have done better at the derby 101 if I were able to move my ankles.

I'm reading The Horse Whisperer.  Mostly it makes me want to add "er" to words that already end in "er".  It looks shadierer over there.  The picture that is greenerer looks better.

And I'm back.

Writing regularly is a challenge for me.  Who cares what I have to say?  The answer: Me.  I posted daily for several years on my old blog.  And I love, love, love going back and reading it.  So I need to remember to write here if only so I can one day look back and think "another boring day at the office".

A few fun things happened.  Softball started.  First week: we lost.  And I sprained my foot.  Second week: we won! And I pulled my quad, like, super bad.  Third week (this last Tuesday): we won!!  And nothing hurt, if you don't include the quad swelling up just a little bit.

I even started playing in my second team this week.  At first I thought they were going to ask me not to play, but instead was asked to play first base because the captain or whatever wasn't going to make it this week.  I had a really nice stretch, so nice that it pulled an outfield's groin just to watch it.  That team is super casual and everyone is at least a solid average player.  Plus, I'm not in charge so I don't have ten people asking me the same questions over and over again.  It's a nice time.

Another fun thing, I went to a derby 101 class/session.  It was sooooo challenging!  I went on a Sunday, after I pulled my quad on the previous Tuesday.  That was sore, but only getting up/kneeling down (which happened a lot).  Since I won't be able to actually try out this year, I stopped about halfway through.  That was hard, but I knew that injury-wise it was the best decision.  If skating every day were an option, I would do it.  Skating would be my cardio. 

If I had a cardio.

A friend wants me to go again this weekend.  I'm going to have to think about it tho, because having softball on Tues & Thur is going to make healing my quad difficult.  I haven't sprinted in awhile, just jogged/slow run.  I'm working on squats for strength and stretching the heck outta it. 

OH MY GOSH!  If you are an athelete or just active or just like stretching get one of these.  It's amazing.  And has lead to me being able to slow run on a super pulled quad.

One last thought.  Weather, you suck.  100 degrees for three days and then suddenly 50?  WTF?

So I kind of sort of scheduled hip surgery.

I called the Madison OS to get his opinion and talked to his nursing staff.  A very nice lady named Nikki called me back two days later and said we could go ahead and schedule surgery.  Well, that's his opinion then!  Which, I'm not gonna lie, is totally fine with me.  I'm super glad to skip the whole faint-inducing horror that is an intra-articular hip joint injection.  Gross.

June 20th.  Oh yes my friend.

In other not-so-fantastic news,work is a little painful lately.  So many projects got pushed and they're all finishing at once and I have to do it all.  Booo stress!  Yay overtime money! Boooo having to work on Mother's day!

Sunday was still a pretty successful day.  Spent lots of time with my mom.  Hung out with my crazy sister who has crazy dramatic relationships and actually had a lot of fun.  We played hearts and I was thisclose to running them.  Then my uncle nailed me with a king o' hearts.  Jerk.

Today, I paid off my credit card and am so close to paying off my car I can taste it!  It tastes like oil and grime, but I like it anyway. 

Due to the aformentioned paying off, I am having to convince myself over and over not to buy another purse.  I have something of a ... collection of Harveys.  I love them.  See my latest obsession?  Cute right?  Try to tell me not to buy it.  And I'll try to listen.

My sister snores.  Like SUPER LOUD!  And my poor niece had a cold, so she would just burst into tears and was generally a very unhappy baby.  Who needs sleep anyway?

Oh well, the Mayo appt was kind of a let down.  The OS there just told me the same thing the guy in Madison told me.  Except this guy told me to lose weight.  Ass.  Why do people assume I'm a fatty-fat-fatty?  I'm freaking strong!  Also, while I wouldn't mind losing, oh, 30 pounds.  I'm not going to put that much effort into it.  Thanks.

Mayo guy pushed the scope surgery and wrote a prescription for a steroid shot.  Then told me it was up to me what I did.  Oh goody.  When I got home I called immediately to ask the Madison OS's opinion.  I got a call back a yesterday telling me I was approved to schedule scope surgery.  So that's his opinion!

I'm excited something is going to get done.  I'm super glad I don't have to do the steroid shot, cause I passed the f out when they injected contrast into my hip for the mri.  That was not fun.  I'm a little bummed I'm not doing the big surgery, but only because I do not except this to fix the pain.  Due to it not being that bad of a tear, I'm assuming that the torn cartilage is a recent thing.  Maybe that's a false assumption, but whatever, I'm not a doctor.  And with the dysplasia I could very easily tear it again or just continue having hip pain.  And then have to have the big surgery anyway.

Happier things!  I'm in love with Mumford & Sons!  May they play on forever!