OMG THAT HURT!!!

Woke up yesterday morning already into a full-blown migraine headache that hung on all day. Worst I’ve had in many years. It actually hurt to think. Let me say that again: It Hurt To Think!. (No, really. It did.)

Needless to say (but I will anyway cause it’s MY blog) I was pretty much totally useless all day. Tried freezing my brain; didn’t work. Tried heating my brain; didn’t work. Took way too much ibuprofen and aspirin. Didn’t work. So I didn’t get much “work” done as I wanted to. Didn’t trust myself to drive either so I didn’t even check mail.

Damned Beautiful But So Much The Loser When She Doesn't NEED You.

I tried sleeping after my normal bedtime but it was off and on. Was looking at the clock at 0202 when, in the space of a second (as the clock switched over from 0202 to 0203), the pain was completely gone. Nada. Zilch. Like I’d never had a headache in my life. WTF? So I got some quality sleep until 0515 this morning.

Been moving the Renters “stuff” into storage  uphill out of Belfair. Having to pack it all, load it into the truck, take it up, unload it, repeat. Man, she has a lot of stuff! Texted her today that I’m doing that and that I’ve reported her two remaining cars as abandoned and gathering all her “outside” stuff into a pile. Haven’t heard back from her. Yet. Not really looking forward to it either.

She does have a nice underwear drawer though. Cat-O-Nine-Tails. That sort of stuff. Nice.

So, I’m about 3/4 the way to getting the MILA empty. Then I have to go after the stuff outside. Multiple Subaru engines, butt-ton of tires and springs and just parts laying all over the place. I’ve only got to keep all her stuff until 30 May and then I can do with it what I want. OR she can come claim (and remove) it anytime until then. It could go either way right now…

No Idea What They Did To Make The Floor Pucker Like That.

Whole place needs to be cleaned and repainted. We’re going to replace all the lights presently in there with LED lights like we just put in SWMBO’s sewing room. Several of the smaller, round, led lights in the kitchen and hallway (I’m thinking). Try to make it feel less like a dungeon or basement. All the blinds need to be replaced. At least half the floor in the master bed room needs to be replaced.

Anywho, that’s probably enough bitching. Looks like my days will be busy for awhile. Which could be a good thing when you’re my age and “retired.”

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I Am So Depressed.

Part of it is the immenent return of Winter. All that rain and cold and dark. Part of it is my Renter. Part of it is my Lovely-Young-Bride of almost 32 years. Part of it is I’m pretty tired of something hurting all the damned time. Part of it is that I spend WAY too much time alone. Part of it is that Im just fuckin’ Old.

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Saw my new Doc last week. That was a waste of time. Could not get him off whatever his agenda was and on to what was bothering me. BAck in my day, if a patient had complained of foot or knee pain, we were taught to get them up on the exam table and actually DO an exam. Range of Motion, Does This Hurt? All that stuff.

Not this Doctor. Oh, sure, for the knee pain he said “probably degenerative osteo(someting). We could inject some steroids to see if that would help.” All this without an actual exam. He’s Good!

And, you’d think that when an OLD GUY says “I get chest pains in my upper left chest when I exert myself.” that the Doc would get one’s shirt off so he could listen to your heart and lungs. Nope. You’d be mistaken.

#Desiree

But he did order a echocardiogram and CT scan because I used to smoke.

Got My Tower Up! Mostly. Bunch of the guys came over the 22nd and spent about 3 hours getting it up. Rained the whole damn time! They did a fantastic job. Now I need to get the rotator ordered, antenna built and mounted and the last section up and I’ll be cooking with gas! I’ve tried climbing it. I can get about half way up before my knee hurts too much to go further, AND, even though my mind says I’m doing fine, my ASS says it ain’t going any farther. Stupid Ass!

NMARES meeting went really good tonight. Way more interesting than the South Club meetings.

Dang! Was so tired I forgot to post this last night.

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