random crap

Well, after finding the perfect mattress at Macy's (with a super sale starting next week) I find out they won't deliever to my area (not from ANYWHERE that Macy's is cross country). Sigh. Of course I haven't tried the Sealy stuff yet. I want memory foam for two reasons a) it was originally designed to cut down on diabetic ulceration (so firm mattresses aren't that swift for me) and b) i need the cushion to help with my hypermobile joints which dislocate on hard beds.

This is no big deal. I'll just go up to Big Sandy's when I get home. I can test all the Sealy's I want. I was also planning to buy a bed as well since i don't have a grown up bed, just a frame with pillows for headboards. JCPenny's had great sales on. Big Sandy's online stuff is a) too big b) too expensive. However, Big Sandy's says 'we do NOT want you transporting this stuff or setting it up. You could get hurt. We do EVERYTHING, including unpacking, assembling and removing the old mattress" Penny's on the other hand said, 'we only deliver it to the house. we NOT unpack or assemble it nor do we remove the old bed. Um Guess who can go bite me? Can you imagine that? What if I were my 90 year old granny buying a mattress and Penny's would do no more than toss it on your front porch?

onto other stuff, my knee hurts. No, HURTS. I have arthritis and I've had surgeries. I know that pain. THIS is something new and horrible. I can't lift my leg at all. It's a nerve type pain that radiates whenever i try to bend my knee. It started two days after I broke my toe. At first I thought it was just the arthritis acting up since I was leaning on this side more to get off the broken bones. Now, it's such an intense pain it wakes me up and trying to say, lift my knee to get up out of a chair or worse, into the car, the pain is nauseating. I've had surgery on this knee that's hurt less. Driving back to OH tomorrow is going to suck.

heading home

OMG the humid. HOW did i ever live in FL. This blows.

Car is packed and I'll be heading off.

and since i have nothing else to say how about a meme i lifted from nebroadwe


Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.

Back in OH

Before I get into that, let me talk about the knee. I call the Holzer Orthopedic clinic (like I have a choice). These are the same people who REFUSED to make me an appt in May when I had tendonitis in my elbow because they were convinced my lumber spine was responsible. Well once again the receptionist decides to play doctor. She asks have I had surgery before. I answered without thinking since I figure she's writing down stuff for the first time patient paperwork. Yes, I had it done in 86. To which she responds, 'we can't give you an appointment. We don't do follow ups for other surgeon's works. I'll let you talk to the nurse to help you until you can see your surgeon.'

For a second I can't say anything then blurted out, "don't you dare! Did you even listen to me? My surgery was TWENTY-ONE years ago! This is not a post-op complication and my surgeon is long retired and dead! Would you PLEASE just give me an appointment.' She then takes a tone with me. 'well what did you do to it?' I'm thinking, excuse me, you're a fucking receptionist. Do your job. It is NONE of your business what I did to it. I SHOULD have told her I got caught up in my Catherine's Wheel S&M toy but i said, "i'll talk to the doctor about that.' She did finally give me the appt and YES I WILL be telling the surgeon all about this after he's done with me since this is the second time their secretarial staff has nearly turned away business.

As for the drive home, it was good. My knee is back to its normal pain level (it's never really pain free). I think I aggravated a nerve but wow this feels so much better. I came here with a cat box handmade by my uncle. Roy was in it in 30 seconds flat then decided that sleeping Snoopy-style on top was even better. Of course when I opened up the place, he wanted food. I can't blame him. it's 103! (@40 C for my non-American friends) I go inside and leave him to eat and hear barking. Zoe the puppy and Queenie the terrier-thing are out there. I grab up the food and while I'm doing that all three beasts go inside. Great. Have you ever tried to get three animals out of your house by yourself? Every time I toss one, the others would run back in. Finally Zoe's owner comes for her, she's running free in my place. I grab her and she pees from all the excitement. Sigh. Now there's two. I get queenie out and I leave Roy eat in the foyer since he's panting. He sacked out for about a half hour.