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28 July 2011 @ 10:59 pm
So, yeah, July is fired. With extreme prejudice. From a damn CANNON.  
On the one hand, the CWA Convention was cool.

On the other hand, the rest of the month has been not for the faint of heart (with further cuts for medical TMI and general ickiness)

1. The abscess on my face, the one where I went to the ER? Yeah, it closed up and re-infected between getting out of the ER last Tuesday and getting to the dermatologist this Tuesday. It had to be re-opened, re-drained, and this time packed. Today I got the packing out, with instructions to open it up and swab it out twice a day with dilute hydrogen peroxide on a cotton swab.

1a. There is no damn way I can do that to myself; I don't have the courage.

1b. Fortunately, Dale is not easily squicked and *can* do it to me.

1c. It hurts.

1d. It is also extremely unsettling. I think the squeams are almost worse than the pain.

2. My shoulder. Okay, I probably shouldn't gripe too much about the shoulder; it only hurts when I make certain motions, the PT should help keep it from getting too much worse before it gets better, and the PT itself isn't particularly painful, just achy.

3. Dale's knee. Orthopedist thinks maybe it isn't a bone spur; maybe it's arthritis. So Dale has had a cortisone injection and is instructed to get back in touch if that doesn't help. Dale does not need arthritis in his knees, really.

4. Various and sundry crapweasels have been gnawing on my friends and acquaintances, and I'd really like it to stop.
Tom the Alien Cattomtac on July 29th, 2011 02:26 pm (UTC)
"So, yeah, July is fired. With extreme prejudice. From a damn CANNON."

(To honor Janet's intentions, Tom stands at attention as the month is blown out the cannon and over the event horizon in the distance ... with his hand giving the appropriate salute to Janet's month as it disappears (thumb to the nose and all fingers outstretched) ) .

Some stretches of time are like that.

My own knee story sounds similar, with doctors hm-hmming and making guesses of "bone spurs" and such, using Xrays because they were cheap. My knee would start getting sore after I'd been standing or walking on it for about 3/4 of an hour. I wasted over a whole year with them and their nonsense.

After switching doctors to a place that could just get a specialist to look at it, he bent the leg a few times and immediately stated "I know what it is!" but had me go to their MRI machine to confirm it, anyway.

An old soccer injury had cracked away a "finger" of the cartilage ball inside the knee; it would rest normally as part of the surface of the ball. For a while then, the ball would be normal, acting as the knee's support. But then, the "finger" of cartilage would start sliding and/or sticking out a little, scraping the inside of the joint and I would feel my knee start to ache.

A simple "snip" of an operation (but taking a whole day, an "arthroscopy") cut the loose cartilage off and I've had no troubles since.

I hope Dale fares as well. Knees are like parents -- you only get two and you miss them when they go