Another week down…

Sorry my blogging friends, I have been away for a couple of days – home, not at work – why…because of the pain.

Stupid wound hasn’t healed and I am not going to go into all the drama, gross drama surrounding it, but lets just say the past two days have been hell.  But, there is only so much day time talk shows one can watch without their brain going to mush – pretty sure my dads brain is MUSHY MUSH!  So I am back to work today hoping to be productive, help someone, make someone smile and of course, blog!

I must admit that I was kinda glad for my problems yesterday when I woke up at 10:00 and saw the blizzard snow storm Toronto was hit with.  I literally walked into my living room, saw the gross snow and walked back into my room, rolled up in the blankets and put on Criminal Minds – because Derek Morgan can make anyone feel better. 

When I came back out around 5:00 the snow had stopped and I immediately called snow boy who is the teenager down the street who clears my snow!  He is so great, I am sure his family would disagree since he is also a huge troublemaker, but I adore him.  He is always so polite to me and since I used to tutor him when he was little, we have a relationship built on trust and respect.  He cleaned the snow so I could see the ground!  He also cleaned off my car and got as much snow out from under my car as he possibly could!  I love you snow boy!  You make me smile! 

Today I am back at work, working on schedules, calendars and of course listening to all the gossip regarding the upcoming Local 416 strike/lockout and whether Local 79 will have to follow.  Argh, I hate gossip!  Well, I love good gossip, whose sleeping with who, whose getting fired, who got drunk and slept with a random…LOL…this is all good fun gossip – getting locked out and losing my income for however long is NOT good gossip.

Missed you all while I was away…hope your weekend is enjoyable!

XOXO Nikilee

Boo mofo hoo

That is how I feel today. 

In April 2009 I had surgery for a Pilonidal Sinus removal.  That was the beginning of the end for me.  Please don’t ask me what that is…if you want to know (trust me you don’t) then google it. 

I say it was the beginning of the end because I never healed properly – even though I had home care for 4 months – some great home care workers, some not so great home care workers.  I ended up having the SAME surgery in March 2010.  I had home care for 5 months before the idiots at VOM said my time is up – funny since I hadn’t healed…bitches.  Sorry I don’t like to swear on my blog, but really VOM is full of idiotic bitches!!!

Well guess what – my wound, still has not healed!  ALMOST THREE YEARS LATER!  Where is my angry face emoticon – I have no idea!!!  Grrrr I will growl instead. 

I saw my surgeon yesterday – who in reality is fantastic and nice and sympathetic and is confused by my unhealable body – no I am not diabetic – and he did something that I think was to clean out any infection and this is how the exchange went down:

me: what are you doing        him: I am cleaning the area         me: will it hurt      him: no, well it shouldn’t, well it might just burn a bit (as he slathers on the medication)  me: gritting teeth and tears forming    him: does it hurt?                  me: uh huh (in a high-pitched voice) him: okay

Okay??  Are you fucking kidding me!!  OW!  I am human, you are burning my skin…yes it hurts, yes I want to jump off this table and ram that thing up your butt! 

Maybe not, I’m a hypochondriac – he is nice and I know most people have a pain threshold that I do not have.  But ever since this exchange, I have not been comfortable sitting down without wincing!  It hurts.  I am so emotional and feeling depressed because this has been such a long go.  He said if not better after my Dominican trip then he may refer me to a plastic surgeon to see if they can help – think they will do a tummy tuck and boob lift as well?? 

I was so upset I went home early from work and lied in bed all day and night.  The ex came over last night after listening to me whimper on the phone for an hour.  He brought a tea and let me lie down beside him so I could get comfy.  It was a kind gesture.  Waking up this morning, feeling about 20% better I highly considered calling in sick but I threw on what looked clean and headed out through the rain and fog to get to work safely. 

Hope you are having a better week then me!!!

XOXO Nikilee