I need to go to bed sooooooon.

Why?
Well, the obvious reason is that I should be sleeping.
And I'm in pain.
And there's no enthralling music to keep me up.
And I need to be up early enough to call the hospital to try to arrange an appointment with the arthritis specialists as soon as possible because I just can't deal with the pain. Not. Every. Fucking. Day. Oops! There goes my squeaky clean Ms. Congeniality Award.

On a brighter note, I received a delightful holiday card from xdawnfirex. Yes, cats SO rule!
And I ordered in chicken delivery. I had a chicken leg and sauce and stuffing together with Brian's cranberry sauce (yes, I'm still working away at the contents of the jar).
The good news is that there are 5 more legs and sauce and stuffing left.
I did the shower and epsom salts bath routine again. Only I've run out of epsom salts. I may have to use the more irritating commercial bath salts until I get a chance to go to the drugstore.

I think that's all she wrote for today (or yesterday, to be more precise). Ideally, I'd like to be able to send out the stories to Brian's family by tonight, but I may delay them until the 1st. And elizabuffy and I are going to get drunk tonight ON LJ. I know, I know. The excitement is just too ... whatever. However, I think it would be a neat thing if those of us who are not partying out in clubland shared a glass of cheer (or milder substitute) for the fact that we Survived. A. Hellish. Year. It can't be gone quickly enough to suit me.

Anyway, I'm sliding into bed.
Right.
Now.

Determined hugs,
Helenka

I need to go to bed sooooooon.

Why?
Well, the obvious reason is that I should be sleeping.
And I'm in pain.
And there's no enthralling music to keep me up.
And I need to be up early enough to call the hospital to try to arrange an appointment with the arthritis specialists as soon as possible because I just can't deal with the pain. Not. Every. Fucking. Day. Oops! There goes my squeaky clean Ms. Congeniality Award.

On a brighter note, I received a delightful holiday card from xdawnfirex. Yes, cats SO rule!
And I ordered in chicken delivery. I had a chicken leg and sauce and stuffing together with Brian's cranberry sauce (yes, I'm still working away at the contents of the jar).
The good news is that there are 5 more legs and sauce and stuffing left.
I did the shower and epsom salts bath routine again. Only I've run out of epsom salts. I may have to use the more irritating commercial bath salts until I get a chance to go to the drugstore.

I think that's all she wrote for today (or yesterday, to be more precise). Ideally, I'd like to be able to send out the stories to Brian's family by tonight, but I may delay them until the 1st. And elizabuffy and I are going to get drunk tonight ON LJ. I know, I know. The excitement is just too ... whatever. However, I think it would be a neat thing if those of us who are not partying out in clubland shared a glass of cheer (or milder substitute) for the fact that we Survived. A. Hellish. Year. It can't be gone quickly enough to suit me.

Anyway, I'm sliding into bed.
Right.
Now.

Determined hugs,
Helenka

Dedicated to elizabuffy: And so it begins.

My first drink of the evening is a Harvey Wallbanger.
Cheers!

Dedicated to elizabuffy: And so it begins.

My first drink of the evening is a Harvey Wallbanger.
Cheers!

::waves to elizabuffy:: Why is the room starting to spin?

My second drink is my alcoholic creamsicle: creme de banane and sprite.
But, in order, to maintain my faculties as long as possible, I'm eating chicken with sauce and have opened a can of commercial cranberry sauce.
And I'm watching the ultimate last episode of Royal Canadian Air Farce. They just fired the chicken cannon at Mother Corp (for cancelling them, dontcha know?).

::waves to elizabuffy:: Why is the room starting to spin?

My second drink is my alcoholic creamsicle: creme de banane and sprite.
But, in order, to maintain my faculties as long as possible, I'm eating chicken with sauce and have opened a can of commercial cranberry sauce.
And I'm watching the ultimate last episode of Royal Canadian Air Farce. They just fired the chicken cannon at Mother Corp (for cancelling them, dontcha know?).

I am a really cheap drunk (sorry, elizabuffy)

I guess two drinks is my limit. Well, they were 2 oz. each.

And I'm struggling to stay up past midnight. Not for any celebrating, but because I was really late with my first set of eyedrops, and I'd like as much time to have lapsed inbetween dosages.

But I guess I shouldn't be too surprised by the fact that I'm flagging. Last night my sleep totalled 2 hours and 15 minutes.

And, despite my intention to call the hospital, I was actually in too much pain to be coherent. So, I crawled into bed at intervals and napped.

I'm ready to pack it in and kick 2008 to the curb with more than half an hour to go. Begone and good riddance. You were nothing but a nuisance or worse.

I'll just finish my third not-drink of Perrier with lime and go bye-byes.

Exhausted hugs and good wishes to all,
Helenka

I am a really cheap drunk (sorry, elizabuffy)

I guess two drinks is my limit. Well, they were 2 oz. each.

And I'm struggling to stay up past midnight. Not for any celebrating, but because I was really late with my first set of eyedrops, and I'd like as much time to have lapsed inbetween dosages.

But I guess I shouldn't be too surprised by the fact that I'm flagging. Last night my sleep totalled 2 hours and 15 minutes.

And, despite my intention to call the hospital, I was actually in too much pain to be coherent. So, I crawled into bed at intervals and napped.

I'm ready to pack it in and kick 2008 to the curb with more than half an hour to go. Begone and good riddance. You were nothing but a nuisance or worse.

I'll just finish my third not-drink of Perrier with lime and go bye-byes.

Exhausted hugs and good wishes to all,
Helenka