I had a bad night last night. Ended up taking a tramadol @ 2 am, and not getting much sleep even after. Bill changed the dressing before we went to bed because the wrinkles in all the layers of gauze and bandages are irritating. I feel like the princess and the pea. After the dressing change, it definitely felt better, but not enough.
Mostly, I think I overdid it yesterday. In the a.m., after Carol Gibson came over to take Val for a walk (and brought chocolate bars and flowers!), Bill and I drove out to the car parts store to get a steering wheel handle (also called a suicide knob), which allows one-handed driving. They are apparently illegal in some states, but I figure not here in Colorado. A. They sell them @ NAPA auto parts. B. We don't even have a helmet law in CO. That then liberated me (and freed Bill some too). So I went off to do a bunch of errands.
I braved a sale day at Macy's to get Ben slippers, and me PJs. My 1st priority had been to get Ben jeans, because once again his are too short. Sadly, after patiently waiting for several complicated transactions that took a 1/2 hour, the saleswoman confirmed that Levi's doesn't make the size he needs: 28x34. In this world where the size of humans seems to be getting larger and larger, my son is getting taller and skinnier on a weekly basis. We understand that he will eventually fill in (although those guys who played the Somali pirates in Captain Phillips didn't), but that doesn't change the fact that it is winter and he needs long pants. Now. Even he wants a couple pair, although he'd always rather be wearing shorts. Any of you readers who have ideas about brands that might work, please let me know!
I also went to Target for a variety of pedantic things, and a Christmas Tree Skirt. Why, you might ask would a nice Jewish mid-50's person who had to look up what they were on the web buy such a thing? Because I was invited to our artsy, hip fun neighbor's holiday party for her girlfriends where the one requirement is that guests wear an Xmas Tree Skirt. And who wants to be a party pooper w/ that kind of theme?
Then there was the climbing gym, where Ben was at a comp, so I watched him working on a hard problem. And the drug store for more dressing change materials - and a reuseable sleeve to use to take showers. (I used it later -- it's practically a tourniquet at the top, which is super uncomfortable, but it's easier than the garbage bag wrap for Bill. Although it's definitely not the one-handed use the package promised.) & the coffee store to refill Ben's growler of Chai. I started giving him chai in the am when he made clear that he didn't want to take medications to help with focus, but that caffeine seemed to accomplish the same result, albeit for not quite as many hours. He's busy studying for his 1st set of high school finals this weekend, and he's already has 3 mugs today.
But after taking Ben home I went back out to the consignment store and riffled all the shirt racks to find some wide sleeves. Tried on a bunch; bought several. I sort of knew when I got home that that had been a bit ambitious, but I also had really wanted to get this task off the list. Now I have enough tops to get me through these next 8 weeks.
We had a party to go to (one of the few we get invited to, so good to go), so instead of a nap, I took a shower (yeah!), and we not only went out but went to Zolo's after, because really wants to have a "real dinner" as opposed to appetizers and dessert. He's just not much of a grazer.
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