Life is full of decisions. Important decisions. Some of my recent conundrums have included:
should I extend my therapeutic massages to 1.5 hours from 1 hourdo I have to tell my husband I extended my therapeutic massages to 1.5 hours from 1 hour?
- how many hateful things can I tweet at Metro before they are able to identify me and sabotage my SmarTrip card?
- do we pay for the new catalytic converter or just buy a new car?
- is it appropriate to fire off a list to Honda with car parts that should not disintegrate/stop working/need replacing before I think they should?
- how many times can I use the words ‘money-grubbing SOBs’ in my list?
- why the fuck didn’t I purchase the three year “any incident, including your own
stupidityclumsiness” extended warranty for my laptop? (since I dropped it and ruined it right after two year extended warranty expired)
- did the Geek Squad dude just snicker at my newly unwarranteed predicament?
- how large of a metal dumbbell that your kid hits with the lawn mower — because the grass was too high for him to see it — will it take to render said lawn mower completely useless and in need of replacing? (in case you’re wondering, it’s 3 pounds…3 measly pounds)
- is an improvement on a report card for the third quarter really something to get excited about if it’s moving from a D to a C, with the following notation from the teacher?:
- does this grade mean my 14 year old will be living with us forever, since the class is Life Skills?
Another challenge I’ll soon be facing involves my Achilles, which has gone all rogue and developed a partial rupture. A rupture my doctor and I conservatively approached with a walking boot, physical therapy, custom shoe inserts, and one incredibly painful — and not very helpful — steroid shot directly into my Achilles. Which begs another question…
is it ok to unleash an unrestricted stream of cuss words at the lunatic holding the syringejust how many cuss words is it ok to unleash in front of the nice doctor about how painful a shot directly into my Achilles is?
Next week, I meet with my doctor to schedule a time for the surgery. Recovery includes 6 weeks completely off my foot and the first two I am not able to drive a car at all. I’m fortunate it’s the left foot. If it was the right foot, I wouldn’t be driving for the entire 6 weeks.
So, I actually have one more question…
- How many bottles of this is too many if you can’t walk/step/stand/put any pressure on your foot for 6 weeks?