We own cars!!

It's official, Jen and I own a Minivan and Jeep. Big thank you to Mom and Dad on both sides for the help. You guys all rock!!

It was a lot cheaper to transfer then I was expecting it to be too.

MRI

Just got home from my first MRI ever. Now, I'm not claustrophobic by any means. I've never had a problem with in closed spaces, and in fact often sleep with a pillow or blanket over my face.

But I think the MRI tube was a bit extreme. I am not by any definition a small guy, when they loaded me into the tube my elbows scrapped the whole way down. They told me that I could "Put my arms down once I was in." but there wasn't any space in there to put them. I couldn't drop them to my side because my hips where touching also.

I didn't make me uneasy the way I would imaging a claustrophobic person would be, but it was pretty damn uncomfortable. And then to top it all off, the table is only like 2 feet wide, so there is no room to maneuver, so when it came time to sit back up I didn't really have any options except to roll off onto the floor. The two girls who where in there tried to help, but that's like having Mike try to lift an elephant. Why it might be possible, it's not very probable.

Now I back at home on the floor, sprawled out taking up as much space as possible.

Dell tells you like it is.

Not famous, you don't matter.

Only on Mythbustsers...

Is it possible to see someone take out a barrel of fish with a minigun...

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

What a joke...

What has been for the last month a mildly annoying, yet bearable pain in my back has progressed. I had picked up a keg of grease at work, which weighs exactly 120lbs. Well, picked up is the wrong word for it. I went down into the bay at work and Don rolled it of onto my shoulder so I could set it down on the floor down there. Which I did, by squatting, as apposed to bending, which everybody knows it the right way to do it. After setting it down I went back to work, nothing wrong. WooHoo.

The next morning when I woke up my back hurt, not the debilitating pain that it is now, but just a general soreness. I called Don, told him I wouldn't be in because of the back pain, but I'd try to make it in the next day. Which happened to be the bosses Wedding day, in which both bosses would be out so they needed me there.

The next day I was ok, a little sore still, but nothing a Motrin couldn't take care of. It's slowly gone down hill from there. It's been over a month now, I've been in to see the Dr every week. He's adjusted my back, and kept me full of pain killers and muscle relaxers. Last time I was in he decided that it was probably a pinched nerve, and wanted to send me to Therapy to help it out. I was all for that, while I could make it through work with the help of the pain killers, it was getting increasingly difficult to do.

Then Sunday rolled around, I was stuck at work, which isn't really a bad thing. But I also started coming down with the flue. Some combination of the smell in the place, the flue, and my pain killers made me very nauseous. So much so that I threw up at work, and sent a spasm up my back from tail bone to spine. Strangely enough, after the spams my back felt better. So much so that I managed to make it the rest of the day with no pain killers.

Then I woke up yesterday...

I was sore, to say the least. But sore is okay, I can stake stuff for sore. It was 7:00am, Jen had just called me. I had 15 mins to lay around before I had to get up and start getting Mike ready. So I spent the 15 mins shifting around to find a comfortable spot to lay. Then the alarm on my phone went off and I spun my feel off the edge of the bed like I normally do and stood up.

I think I was on my knees a good 3 minuets before I made the connection to what happened. I remember the stabbing pain in my back, and the next thing I knew I was kneeling on the floor. Gritting my teeth I forced my self back to my feet, woke Mike up, set out some clothes and got his breakfast ready. At which point I collapsed on the floor in the living room and started messaging Jen.

Let it be known here and now, I hate McPherson Hospital. Or, if you prefer St. Joseph Livingston. Ever sense I was a little kid and they made me wait in the waiting room with a broken arm for over 4 hours I've had a serious dislike for them.

I needed to go to the ER. I knew this, because this level of pain is not normal. I am a pansy, I'll admit it. I have no threshold for sudden pain. If you pinch me when I don't expect it I will scream like a school girl at horror flick. On the other hand, I have a large threshold for continuous or expected pain. Chalk it up to 29 years of constant migraines. If I know the pain is coming, I can normally push it aside for a brief time. But not this time.

Jen took me to the ER. They gave me something for the pain, and took some X-Rays. The ER Dr. thinks it's probably a pinched nerve. Or so I gather from the conversation, either that or I have a jelly donut in my back that exploded. It was someone confusing.

At any rate I am laied up on the living room floor, waiting for them the schedules a MRI so I can find out exactly what the problem is. It hurts to move, or to stand.

I'm just happy that I have an understanding wife, and a boss that's cool enough to not be pissy with me, even though he's getting fucked over right now.

Now we just have to wait.

What a pain in the...

I think it was a little over 3 months ago that I messed my back up bad enough I couldn't work for a few weeks.

Then about a month ago I messed it up again, but this time I was only out a day. But, it's still not right. While my back has been okay for the last a few weeks my leg and hip hurt like hell.

Last night they got worse, it takes a lot to make me call in to work. But today I really didn't think I'd be able to work at all. My leg does not appear to want to support my weight, which makes standing on it a pain.

I'm just rambling now.

Look it's "cousin ITT!!"

Wednesday night at work while I was under a car I head Don laughing his ass off at some comment that a costumer made. Being under the car in the opposite bay I could tell what she had said, but to get Don to laugh that loud with both bays occupied it had to be funny.

Apparently I reminded the person in the car of "Cousin Itt." from The Addams Family.

On a diffrent note, today I was informed that they hired another person. Don didn't know if he was going to be part time, or full time. But he starts tomorrow for training.

And how does this effect me?

Well, the new guy starts in the pit, which means I get moved up stairs to do the 'hood'. You know check the fluids, air filter, tire pressure, things of that nature. Which is cool, I won't be coming home nearly as oily as often.

The down side?

Don asked me if it was possibly that I trimmed my beard a bit. I don't have to shave it off or anything, but they would like it to look less "Grizzly Adams" like.