Well, I have lots to talk about tonight. If you don't plan on being here for a while, best to go now! If you start reading, you could be here for a while ;)

It all started yesterday. I went to the neurologist to find out what could be done about the disc in my back. After waiting forever, and the doctor coming out to tell the patients in the waiting room that she's "just not feeling so good, a cold and a fever, and that we had to be patient or we could wait another 6 months for another appt", I finally got into her office to be zapped. She checked my nerves and told me there was nothing wrong with my back - and that she has 2 discs in her back with bigger bulges than what I have. I really don't care about her back, its mine that I was there to see about. Anyways, all annoyances aside, my back will get better over time, but may come and go as I get older (yay for saying I'm getting old!). I have a pinched nerve in my left elbow so I've to keep it straight and not rest it on anything - in other words, be a zombie. And as for the spot on my brain.... its not even in the right place where you'd normally find MS lesions, and apparently everyone has these little things on their brain. So nothing to worry about. Yep, I left her office bruised up & down my arm and so enlightened and not worried about anything..... I just think she was maybe high on cold medications and didn't have a clue what she was doing ;)

So, I left the doctors office and headed for home. I was scheduled to be at the annual Remax administrators meeting yesterday and today, so I was going home to pick up my stuff and have Jason drive me back to work, so that my car wouldn't be sitting in the parking lot overnight. I get back to work and not even an hour later I get a phone call, right around 1:30, an hour and a half before I was due to leave. It was Jason calling to say that he thinks he may have broken his ankle. I told him I'd be right there to take him to the hospital, then remembered that I didn't have my car! Stef was kind enough to give me a ride home and we arrived home to find Jason sitting on the front step waiting for me. His ankle was swollen, blue and really gross looking. Took a bit for him to get to the car, but he got there using my snowbrush as a crutch. Interesting to watch :)

When we got the hospital, I went inside to get a wheelchair for Jason. That was a sight to see - me pushing Jason up the ramp! When we got inside, he got into triage right away. They took his shoe off and admired his purple toes and decided to take him right into emerg - I think it was because his feet were stinky and they thought it might make the patients in the waiting room pass out. So they told me to go fill in his paperwork and they'd take him back. I was surprised - a hospital trip to CMH is usually at least 6-10 hours, 5 1/2-9 1/2 of those hours spent in the waiting room! In the 10 minutes that it took me to fill in his paperwork, Jason was already in a bed, in a gown, had seen a doctor and was getting set up on an iv with morphine. Holy crap - service! I couldn't believe it. Nice to see though :)

Just in case you're wondering what I did the whole time Jason was being poked, prodded and needled - I did what any good wife would do. I lmao! Yep, thats right - I laughed my ass off and told the nurses to hurt him more :) I explained to them how Jason laughed at me when I was in labor with the kids so this was a great sight for me to see!!! I told them how at that time, I wished that he would get kidney stones so he would know what real pain was, but it never happened. They had a good laugh at that, and Jason agreed that he deserved it, but I don't think that they hurt him any more than they had too. To tell you the truth, I was really tempted to just walk past his foot and tap it a little, just to see how much it really hurt! Yep, I'm truly evil ;) Hehehe!

Anyways.... you're probably thinking enough rambling and get on with the story. Ok fine. So he was taken to x-ray and oh, here's another story! While we were waiting outside of the x-ray lab, another older patient walked over and sat down beside me. Looked me over. Asked me my name. I told him my name, he said it was a nice name, I was a nice looking girl, asked if I was a nice girl. Yep, can you say, FREAKY! So this guy went on to say that he was looking for a nice girl, and that Betty (no idea who she is!) told him that he needs a nice girl. Then he said "But you're a nice girl, and you're probably married.". To which I said, yes, and pointed to Jason laying there all doped up in the bed. The guy then backed off and started talking about how he looks after his mom and aunt and other stuff... looking back, I think he may have had a mental problem, and was just lonely, but at the time..... uuuugggghhhh!

Ok, the story goes on. So they took Jason into x-ray, I left to pick up the kids. Got the kids and took them to my mommy's. When I was getting ready to leave there, the phone rings and its Jason telling me that he's ready to go. Huh?!? Seriously? It was 4:30 and he had only been there 2 1/2 hrs?! So I packed the kids into the car again and off to hospital we go. Sure enough, there's Jason standing outside on crutches. Turns out that it wasn't broken - which shocked the doctors and nurses. The x-ray showed a bad sprain, ligament damage, a bone chip.... and we've been told that there may still be a hairline fracture there that they just can't see yet. If its not any better within 2 weeks, he's to go back for more x-rays to see if they can find anything else.

*Big sigh*. So, there was my Thursday. Needless to say, by the time we left the hospital it was too late for me to go to the administrators meeting. Sucks. I was looking forward to a night away and doing the seminars today. Instead I got to be home with a doped up dope on crutches ;)

I don't think I've mentioned how this whole thing came about, have I? Well, Jason was generous enough to offer one of our neighbours some of the gravel in the dogrun under our deck for his driveway. We keep our backyard locked up, so Jason removed the little wire window that is under the deck as a window for Farley. They loaded up the gravel and then Jason put the window back into place. So he is in the backyard and the other guy is standing in our driveway. Instead of opening the backdoor and going inside to get the key to unlock the back gate, Jason decided to go onto the deck and jump over the fence there to get onto the driveway. Ummm, hello.... its what, 10-12 feet??? And onto gravel???? Seriously, what did he think would happen?!?! Too funny :)

Jason was very apologetic about the fact that I missed the Remax meetings. But what could I do? I wasn't going to have him drugged up and looking after the kids, or trying to get them ready and out the door this morning. Besides, family comes first. But I really do still want to just kick at his ankle to see what will happen ;)

So there's my big long novel for tonight. Told you that you'd be here for a while, but I hope that it has at least given you a giggle :) Like I told Jason at the hospital, you have to look for the humour in everything, and there was tons to go around yesterday!

Ok, I think I'm done. I'll keep you posted on Jason and his foot - he describes it as looking like a bloated grotesque severed body part that was pulled out of a river on a CSI show! Imaginative :) He's supposed to take Joey to a hockey game tomorrow with Rene and his daughter, so we'll see how that goes ;)

Have a great weekend!!!