Missing You

I am so tired of not being able to type an entry!  I wish I could blame it on AOL, Rob, Andrea or anything but ME!!  Unfortunately, I can't.  I'm at work right now and I have got to get something in here before I leave early today. 

As you know, I have been whining about my back for weeks.  It's enough better that I can sit a while at the computer.  Now there's something else.  Poor Rob . . . he has to put up with me.  As empathetic as he is . . . I know he's gotten tired of one thing after another going wrong with my body.

At first I thought this was a little thing.  I woke up Saturday morning with a sore fingertip.  I noticed a little red spot and thought perhaps something had bitten me.  By Saturday afternoon, it was more sore.  On Sunday, I covered it with Neosporin and a band-aid.  On Monday it was swollen.  I was whining about it, but did not want to go to the doctor for a bug bite.  Tuesday morning, it was more swollen and there was a red streak running down the top of my hand.  Rob says he told me to go to the doctor.  I must have had my selective hearing on, because I don't remember that.  At work, I showed it to my co-worker and she told me to call the doc right then and there.  I did and got in that afternoon. 

This is all well and good, except they gave me a monster shot, a prescription for oral antibiotics (HORSE PILLS!!) and asked me to come back 8 am Wednesday.  I did.  Another monster shot.  Now both sides of my ample following are very sore.  I had to go back this morning.  I am not pleased.

I have to go back this afternoon.  They are going to do a nerve block on my hand, cut my finger open and culture the area of the bite.  Nerve block translates to more shots.  I know it won't hurt after the numby medicine works, but getting the medicine in there is gonna be painful.  Have I whined enough?  I'm a bit scared, to tell the truth. 

And so, I am here at work typing without my right index finger, because it hurts to touch the keys with it.  I'm glad I have a few days off to recuperate.  I think I will need them.  I don't know how the wrapping will go after the "minor" surgery will go, but I'm not sure my right hand will want to play computer this weekend.  We'll see. 

I miss you guys.  I've been reading journals, commenting when I can and trying to make time to chat with you all.  Bear with me. 

Blessings,