Update

Haven't had much time to be online what with Christmas almost here and running around like a maniac trying to catch up on all of the things I got behind on during my inconveniently timed convalescence. Anyhow, my 10 day check up with the surgeon was today. My incisions are healing nicely and he took 19 of my 20 staples out - one of the incisions isn't healing as well as the others, so he wanted to leave one staple in to make sure it doesn't split open. I'm allowed to return to work full-time tomorrow. Lordy that's gonna kick my butt!

Potluck at work was today, so my baking for that was completed yesterday. I have one more trip to the store this evening & then all Christmas shopping will be done. And Wednesday night I will be slaving away in the kitchen baking gluten-free oatmeal chocolate-chip cookies for my sister to take with her to Mom's for Christmas (I'm not going due to work/health reasons). And then it will be one more day of work to get through on Thursday before I can come home and spend the next three days in my PJ's. 

Wishing you all a wonderfully happy and relaxing holiday!

Slowly going insane...

Ah, so I've made it through two half days of work... barely. Didn't realize how much one uses their stomach and back muscles just sitting at a desk doing paperwork. By the end of my four hours, I can't wait to get home and reunite with my pain pills. Pain pills are my best friends right now. :)

But that's not what's driving me nuts. It's the bandages. I've got four small incisions with stitches that have been bandaged and sealed with waterproof tape... AND THEY'RE ITCHING!!! It's driving me crazy. Being unable to scratch an itch is torture!

Here we go again...

So much for me being all better. Just got home from a 36 hour stay at the hospital that began with a 6am trip to the ER on Friday morning and the ER doc telling me I needed to have my gallbladder removed... as in NOW. The specialist surgeon who does this procedure all the time informed me that, of the over 7,000 gallbladders he has seen, mine was the worst ever and he has no clue how I've been living with it. Evidently it should have been removed a couple of years ago. So, here I am at home again with four small holes in my abdomen and minus one gallbladder. I'm in normal pain from the surgery, but feel so much better than I did when my gallbladder was still in tact. I'm really happy this one got figured out and am hoping it's my last disaster for at least the remainder of this year!

**Oh, and yet again I was incredibly impressed with my local ER and hospital. So lucky to have such good medical care within a 10 minute drive of my house. :)

OOPS!!!

Oh Boy, did I ever screw up at work today!!! I'm working in an accounting department. They have me doing both accounts payable and accounts receivable right now due to one person being gone. So, I'm dealing with a ton of different accounts, computer programs/screens, filing systems, etc. and I've only been working at this place for three weeks. Up until today all has gone well & I haven't messed anything up. Unfortunately, today happened. I made a really big boo-boo.

I deposited $175,000 into the WRONG bank account.

I knew what I'd done the second I hit the confirm button & a very loud "SHIT!" escaped from my mouth. Unfortunately, there was no way to instantly undo it. It's fixable, but it's going to take three people working on transferring the money back to where it's supposed to be & a couple of days to actually get it done. Lucky for me, my new co-workers think it's kind of funny and have assured me it's nothing they all haven't managed to do before... just never with that much money. I'm hoping when the boss comes in tomorrow that she has the same attitude. I like this job & there is a good chance of it becoming a permanent situation (right now it's a temporary assignment). Although, I'm pretty sure they're gonna be wanting me to deposit the money to the correct accounts before they hire me permanently.

A laugh for the dog people.

I'm one of those parents that spoils their pooches just a tad. Tonight's spoiling involved letting them lick whipped cream (the kind from an aerosol can) off of my hand. The cat came over to investigate. My boy got so enthusiastically excited that he managed to fling a glob of whipped cream onto the cat's back (which the cat did not notice). My boy then proceeded to chase the cat around the kitchen trying to corner him & lick the whipped cream off. There was no intention of chasing the cat. I don't even think the boy registered that the whipped cream was attached to the cat. He was just trying his best to get that darned glob of whipped cream.

Needless to say, the cat was NOT happy about this nor did he cooperate and allow the dog to lick him clean.

So, in the midst of my laughter and tears, I too began to chase the cat while telling the dog NOT to chase the cat -- yes, the dog was slightly confused. I finally caught one extremely unhappy feline and managed to scrub him down with a damp rag so that the dog would leave him in peace. Lordy it was funny!!!