Life! (To life, To Life, I'll bring him...*)
Wow. To say that the past few months have been crazy may just be the understatement of the year. I made a commitment at the beginning of the year to do every single one of the #ScreamPrompts, and I have. There have now been two months running where I have not uploaded my finished project. I will not be uploading them now or ever, but they are complete and I guess you'll just have to take my word for it. I could give you any number of reasons (or excuses) as to why that is, but it really just boils down to the fact that while all of life is our subject material, I am honestly and sincerely not comfortable with the idea of hurting someone that I care about by sharing those works. They were good for me, but emotional garbage for everyone else.
Moving on! It's FFM! I had totally spaced. Until just a few minutes ago, I didn't really even register that it was already July. I'm already a day behind, but no worries, I will catch up!
In the Good News category we have lots of news. For those of you who don't know, I've been without reliable transportation for nearly three years now. It's kept me mostly home bound and driven me a little crazy. Last month I was finally able to acquire a better vehicle, for which I am eternally grateful! I love, love, love my new car! I have also been plugging away at the weight loss efforts, which I detailed in an earlier journal. To that end, I ran my first 5k on the 15th of June. It was crazy great, not to mention something that I never, ever thought that I would be able to do. It was even more special because I wasn't sure I was going to be able to do it.
For those of you who don't know, I have had a series of increasingly serious (and annoying) accidents that have made it uncomfortable (at best) and impossible (at worst) to sit at my computer and do anything. Some time back, I managed to do something horrible (and very loud) to my ribcage which curtailed my training and derailed my original plan to run in May. Fast forward through the uncomfortable and miserable recovery to now. After running my 5k, I noticed that my knee was bothering me a little. It was "sticking" and my shin was kind of sore. I chalked the discomfort up to the fact that I'd been training on a treadmill and had actually run the race on pavement, so I popped advil like it was candy and went about my life. That is, until the 21 of June, when I experienced what might be the most painful full-leg charlie horse (I thought) in history.
My leg was literally frozen, every muscle like a slab of granite. I couldn't put weight on it, I couldn't straighten it out, and I was crying. I am not exaggerating when I say that pain doesn't really make me cry. I dislocated a rib this year and managed to get through the entire experience without shedding so much as one tear. My leg had me sobbing. For hours. I finally agreed to go to the ER, where I sat for 8 hours (Thank you Maryland, with your three gunshot victims, one pistol-whipped teenager and one convict on a friday night) before being seen. The ER doctor gave me a prescription for percocets and ibuprofen and sent me on my way with a diagnosis of "Internal derangement of the right knee" -- which is, by the way, a non-diagnosis -- and instructions to see a specialist.
Fast forward some more time to my appointment with the Ortho. It turns out that an injury I sustained in highschool never healed properly. The result of this is "severe arthritic changes" in my right knee and "significant scarring of the ACL," which will require surgery to fix. I'm not sure when that will be as we have to get everything approved through my insurance, but it was definitely not great news.
That's pretty much where we sit now. I kind of apologize for spamming your inbox with any FFM stories that come from me, but only kind of.
Tell me what's new in your life!
* You must, must, must make your way to youtube and listen to A Shoggoth On The Roof. Yes, that's a link. You're welcome in advance.