Happy Monday everyone. I am extra perky today due to Mimi and Bampa in charge of three little boys. Blog-Stedman and I drove out of town
For potluck food, just let me know what you want, I will order room service. Just don’t drink the honor bar water, it is a whopping $4.50. If I see that water charge on my bill, I will hunt you down…
I have been having some tailbone pain for awhile. I have been faithfully going to physical therapy (which has been a real challenge since I am a PT. The logistics of treating your own tailbone pain is a bit insurmountable.)
Since the pain has not been getting better over the last few weeks I had an MRI last Thursday. My personal Radiologist (blog-Stedman, MD) called me as I left saying, “Wow. You have a lot of swelling around your coccyx. It really looks like it hurts.”
Thanks. I guess validation is a good thing. So what do you do for coccyx edema?
DONUT! Not the yummy, warm from the oven Krispy Kreme…the rubber, blow up kind that you sit on. My personal donut is light red in color. Yes, when I sit it appears as if I am sitting on a whoppie cushion. Oh the joys.
As we were leaving this morning to get into the car, Reid (4) says, “mommy don’t forget your toilet”.
I had a dear reader arrive after Googling, “picture of a lady with a cleaver in her hand” this week. I had thought this thought once or twice, but not posted such a thing. Are some of my dear readers psychic?
I am so happy to announce that searches for “crapicity” has overtaken “june cleaver nude” and “june cleaver naked” combined! I am so relieved. This is an obvious result of the higher caliber of reader that the Nirvana now attracts.
Nap Warden graciously installed feedburner last week. I am up to a whopping 4 subscribers! I know! I know! If anyone has a suggestion on how to get that number to reflect ACTUAL subscribers, I would really appreciate it. I feel all lonely…
Which brings me to the Haloscan saga. I will from now on refer to it as Hellscan. I was so sure I wanted it because I would really like to have your (yes, your) email addresses to send responses to comments
Yes, every single comment was hidden. I thought they were all deleted forever and fell into a deep, lonely depression because I need your comments. I love your comments. Please don’t delete my comments Hellscan!
I begged Nap Warden to de-install Hellscan. She was so sweet and again granted my wish. My original comments returned! Cue the angel choir. I regained my happiness. I won’t cheat on you again Blogger (at least not until I fully recover from this episode).
The only problem was I am missing all the comments of the 36 hours I was on Hellscan. That is a small price to pay for the greater comment good. I am temporarily cured from my grass is greener syndrome.
When I downloaded my pictures this week to get ready for Sunday’s photo post, I came across the following pictures that I did not take:
Being a super great detective, I am thinking that a certain 7 y/o named Ryan may have “borrowed” the camera…
Have I mentioned I have a pain in the butt?
Update: We just got the hotel bill and someone drank the $4.50 water…
Just so you know, I totally would have believed that you have a pain in the butt, even without an MRI. That sort of thing happens when you’re outnumbered!
A few good laughs today..thank you! Except for the pain, sorry about that! Maybe your coccyx and my knee can go off and heal together!
I also loved the “toilet” comment! Sorry you’re in pain, though. That’s really hard when trying to keep up with your kids…
About the surprise pics… I was once surprised when downloading pics to come across something unrecognizable–AT FIRST. Upon closer inspection, I realized that the grey-white background with brown dots was our TOILET with a child-sized contribution… It was back when I was potty-training Natalia and still scrapbooking… She was convinced that pooping on her own for the first time would warrant a really big “spread” in our scrapbook. Um, no. But thanks for playing!
I can’t believe you have butt pictures to ‘end’ with! Too good! Sorry you are in pain – that’s NOT good.
I laughed out loud at the “forgot your toilet” comment. Thanks! : )
Sorry about the pain in your buttocks area. What did you do to cause that kind of a problem.
Sorry about your ass. Good to have your own personal radiologist.
My aunt horrified me the first time ‘the families’ met. My BIL is also a rad. Auntie’s a bit Munchausen and kept asking x-ray questions…oy! I felt like she should have come with a disclaimer: not representative of all family members.
Dude, I’ve soooo been there. I’ll tell you that the only thing that really made it go away was Jillian Michaels jump workouts – jump squats, rock star jumps, knee tuck jumps, and the like. I know it sounds completely improbable – that’s just my experience. No PT, massage, even my beloved acupuncture, actually fixed the problem – jump squats… yep.
It kind of creeps me out that I have such things in common with you.
I wondered what happened to my comments – I just figured that you hated me. I pouted for… a year or so… I think but I don’t quite remember…. Actually, I felt bad because I didn’t want you to think I didn’t love you anymore. Then I pouted… yeah a year… or so….
I hope your “tushie” heals soon.
I loved the “toilet” comment…and I’d LOVE to look like I’m sitting on a whoopie cushion! Think of the laughs! Or does that hurt too much.
I’m not subscribed but I check in off of my blog-roll as often as I can!
God Bless, EJT
PS, no new wildlife this week.
Glad you and Blog stedman had some down town. I am so jealous. WE haent been away over night since Luke was 1… UGHHH.. So sorry about the pains in your butt. How exactly do you hurt your coccyx??? Not sure I want to know..
*LOL* “Mommy don’t forget your toilet”!!! Oh, I’m dying here! *G*
Sorry about Hellscan…yeah, I heard about how it blocks all previous comments when someone else took to using it. *sigh* Can’t win them all! I’d subscribe by reader, but I don’t use one. I have a folder full of favorites that I go through 3-5 times a day ๐