Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Speaking of pricks...

This week has kind of been hectic.

Our KC friend Andi and her friend Dulaney stayed with us for a couple of days. Andi's going to be moving here at at the beginning of August. We're so excited about having a new friend and fellow KC person here. She's doing the whole improv thing. I can already tell it's going to be a good fit for her, because again, Chicago is awesome and so is Andi.

We've also been stressing over our builders.
DO NOT BUY FROM VENTNER & ASSOCIATES!!!!!!!!! or use Habitat Realty! They are morons, liars, and beyond incompetent from top to bottom.

For the 3rd time, these ass bags came into our home and re-did the hardwood floor coatings without telling us. If you put on a clear coating without us knowing, we're going to step on it and mess it up over and over again. For some reason, they don't get that concept. They came in yesterday and were rude to our guests, didn't even fix all the messed up spots and did a half-assed job of the spots they did touch. Then they said we couldn't go in our bedroom for 24 hours, as they re-did the coating on the floor in the entry to the bedroom. How are we supposed to get clothes for work this morning? These people are morons! They never even finished the bathroom. Besides having no toilet seat or shower door and the wrong cabinets when we moved in, they didn't even install our towel bars or toilet paper holder. Come on... how hard is it to just finish the job, oh and not leave a mess and all your tools hanging out when you're done? So we spent several hours YELLING at them. I mean going off on them, we were serious bad asses. I haven't seen Corey that mad in a long time and I was pretty impressive myself. Seriously, you do not want to mess with us.

So, supposedly today they're doing more work - Not the floors, but at least finishing the bathroom and cleaning up etc. We'll see. I'll get home and either finally be happy or I'll have to pull out another can of whoop ass.

Oh yeah and today is $.49 hamburgers at McDonalds. That'll ensure that at least part of our day will go well.


Friday, July 21, 2006

What a prick

Yesterday was my first "intense" therapy. I started going a new Doctor/Chiropractor/Women's specialist/pain management/holistic therapist. Long story short, he thought the pain in my arm was from small movement, such as typing or using a mouse. Once he started examining me, he couldn't find a source in my arm, but instead found a spot in my rotator cuff that was so tender, it brought tears to my eyes and shot pain down my arm. Yay, tears to my eyes and pain! Why am I so excited? This means we (most likely) found the source. Nobody has been able to find it. If the source is truly in my back, it's much more treatable than had it been from my arm. He also found extremely tender spots in my pec muscles that I didn't even know were sore.

Basically he thinks it's all muscular and that I don't need to be afraid that I have some crazy disease. He was using more pressure on my muscles than anyone else has so far. It's not that he's into hurting people, but as he said, nothing has worked so far and we really need to work harder at getting my muscles unknotted. I don't even know if unknotted is a word and considering I used it, not him, I'm going to assume it's not. Anyways, I will now be seeing him twice a week for deep tissue therapy and acupuncture.

I've never done acupuncture before and am really not a fan of needles. Not that anyone really is... unless they have some weird fetish or are in their gothic, teenage angst stage. It's not a full-on phobia, but they really do make me nervous. At this point, I don't care anymore. I just want to get better.

So, I'm laying on the table with my bare back exposed. The Dr. started feeling around for the most tender spots on my back and rotator cuff and suddenly BAM! "there's the first needle." No warning or anything. With cat-like reflexes... wait I hate cats, they're assholes.... With Superman speed (not great, but moving on...), he just started sticking needles in me. He put 2 near my armpit, four in my upper back along the original pain spot and 2 in each upper shoulder. It didn't hurt at all. It was weird, but it didn't hurt. Then to help eliminate my headaches, he put 2 needles in the back of each side of MY HEAD. Oh My God, there are needle in my HEAD!!!! Again it didn't hurt, but man it skigged me out. There were just needles stickin' out of My Head. And the last two went in my ears. Again, weird but apparently it's a good place to release endorphines. Then he left the room.

At first I lay there, thinking to myself how weird is all was. I was writing this blog in my head... that's how dedicated I am to you people. Next thing I know, about 20 minutes later, the Dr. was waking me up. It's pretty relaxing overall.

Then came the torture. He worked with the deepest muscles and even used what felt like a metal tool along my back. It felt like it was something that you'd use to tenderize meat. I now have two bright red lines of broken capularies on either side of my spine. It's really weird, but apparently that's also a Chinese treatment. They use it to detoxify you. In Western medicine, it's believed to make the muscles or tissues of some kind deep below get more blood flow and cause inflammation which is actually a healing processes. I don't remember exactly what he said to explain it, I was too busy being in a strange place of pain and total relaxation. I felt pretty good when I left his office, but flared up a few hours later. It's expected that I'll be sore for a couple of days, but then we'll see if it helps and supposedly I'll get progressively better and eventually be able to be more active.

- Mo

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Who farted?

On July 4th, the gang went to Joey's Brickhouse for their awesome all-you-can-eat brunch. If you've never been to the Brickhouse, one thing you must know is that they have toys in the bathroom that you are encouraged to steal. Being the highly evolved adults that we all are, we got seriously engaged in some whoopie cushion farting action.
We sat by the big open windows and as a big group of a dozen or so people set up The Best 4th of July Prank Ever... Making strangers fart!

It wasn't going to be as easy as we initially thought.

These Chicagoan's weren't going to be fooled.
Initially, they ran from the farting machine.

But that's when the guerrilla style genius of Corey came into plan.
We'll camoflauge the cushion with sticks and a leaf.

Almost a dog fart.

So close...
they won't know what's coming... hee hee

The tension is building...

...the bombs bursting in air!

Wait... Did you hear that?

Did that sound just come out of my butt?

What the? Oh Man, I must've farted.

Mission Accomplished!

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Happy 3rd of July

Sorry it took so long, but finally here are some pictures from Tyler and Garrett's "4th of July" party.

There was bbq!

Mmm... hot dogs

Good friends, such as The Barrett's


Orange shirts

More Drinking!

Some embarrassing moments - why are you so embarrassed Collin?

And of course, as all good 3rd of July parties should have... Rockin' out!

More pictures

Are you on the list to get in?

Emily is just happy to be included with the girls.

Garrett catching something on fire...again.

Pops takes partying REALLY seriously

Monday, July 10, 2006

I was a Sammich

Well, I survived the MRI. Actually it wasn't too bad. At first they didn't think I was going to be able to get it done because we couldn't get my earring out. It's the one on the inner part of my ear. The two nurses and I were in the bathroom trying to get it out with tweezers for at least 15 minutes. I've never taken it out and after the experience of trying to on Friday, I fear I never will. At least I'll be a cool Grandma. Since I was getting an MRI of my neck, they were afraid the metal would mess up the imaging. We tried it anyways and luckily it worked.

So the actual experience of the MRI wasn't so much like a coffin as it was like a sammich. They laid me down on a table and put a strap around my shoulders and head. Thank God it wasn't too tight or else I would've freaked. I barely noticed it. Then they just slid a table like thing over me. It hovered over, not pressed up against me. That space helped, plus because the sides were open, I wasn't too claustrophobic. I was like the meat between two slices of bread.... and who doesn't like that?!

The noise of the thing was pretty loud, but I just tried to relax and even dozed off a little at one point. It lasted for about a half an hour. I did my best not think about the fact that I wasn't allowed to move and that helped. It wasn't the most fun experience of my life, but better than expected.

So I got the results back today. Everything is negative. There is nothing wrong with me according to these tests, no discs out, no pinched nerve, no tumor or other growth. I guess I should be glad that nothing is wrong with my neck, but AHHHHH. I just want answers. I can not tell you how frustrating this is.

So, now we're back to square one, probably more blood tests and the neurologist is going to do other examines to look for pinched nerves in areas other than my neck.
In the mean time, I'll stay drugged up and whiney and continue to try to convince myself that I'm not crazy.


Friday, July 07, 2006

Day in a coffin

I know I said I'd post some pictures of this past weekend, but I didn't have a chance to download them. So, to at least keep my promise of an update, I'll give you a health update - not the most exciting, but whatever.

So, we've ruled out more medical problems. I do not have carpal tunnel, arthritis, any infection, inflammation or bone abnormality. So today at 3pm, I'm getting an MRI. Thank God for insurance. I just want an answer. The neurologist seems to think I probably have a pinched nerve, possibly caused by a herniated disk or something. I seem to think that I'm not going to enjoy being crammed in a little space where I can't move and where (according to my mother-in-law) the sound is really, really loud. Ahh... claustophobia... it's gonna be great!