They’s be old…

This week was a rough one in the Nutcase household. With me having put my back out on Saturday, waking up Sunday not even being able to walk up right. If I had longer arms, my knuckles would’ve been dragging the ground as I stumbled around the apartment only to move from couch to bed, bed to couch. Poor B tried to help to the best of his ability but he somehow had contracted some sort of shit that decided to take up residence in his chest, hacking and coughing were his two best friends.

Monday got worse for the both of us. Thankfully, I was able to get into to see the doctor first thing in the morning but poor B had to help me shimmy to the car and get me in there without me screaming like a banshee and the whole complex think that he was killing me. I don’t think I’ve ever been on a car ride where I felt every single damn bump in the road and it was the equivalent of being thrown off of a ten story building. Got to the doctor in one piece and she was FINALLY able to refer me to the needle doc that will be giving me, hopefully, permanent relief via a really long needle. I am excited and scared. And, Hil, I haven’t forgotten your recommendations.

Tuesday, I was able to go back to work. And, I have to say that my coworkers are awesome. They’ve seen me hobble, not be able to walk, etc., and they were willing to help me as needed. They ROCK! (They are not reading this because they don’t know it exists but I’m putting it out there.)

The rest of the week was uneventful in the back realm but Mr. B was still progressing down the slippery slope of cold and into full blown bronchitis. Thursday he finally went to the doctor. FINALLY! Got his lovely diagnosis and five different prescriptions because he didn’t just get bronchitis, no, he had to go for full blown acute bronchitis. At least he doesn’t do getting sick half-assed.

Now, we’re here at home recuperating (but going to an Astros preseason game – which they won!) and just chilling. B is on the mend and breathing normally. No more sounding like a car that won’t start. And, me, I can sit up straight and give you guys more than a few lines of information. Feels great.