Mamarati

So, I’ve been having computer problems out the wazoo.

I mean, aside from the general I-can’t-use-the-computer-like-I-did-before-the-accident way.

Hard drive issues. Issues with trying to get Apple Mail and Outlook to be friends and share. Issues with the backup drive and file names and little squares showing up in my documents. Issues with training speech recognition to deal with my Southern accent.

Just issues left and right. I’m behind with school after waiting on the Dell to come to me with all its components working. That took way longer than I’d anticipated. I was already behind to start with since the first two weeks of school passed me by as I laid in bed in a hydrocodone-induced stupor.

I’ve been having lots of days with pain. And there was a week there where getting my prescription filled was delayed when my doctor’s office closed down on a Friday. I had to wait till like Wednesday before everything got faxed back and forth and verified. During that time I was rationing my pills like chocolate during a war… so there were many hours of just laying very still, very quiet, trying to think of anything but how bad my arm hurt.

I found that, just like when I was in labor, trying to “breathe” and “find a focal point” was a big bunch of hooey, however.

At any rate, I’m trying to get all my poop in a group here… so if you see lots of entries popping up… I’m just backtracking. I’m trying to keep track of all the stuff that I’ve been writing down on scraps of paper or keeping in my mind over the last few weeks… wanting to keep a record of all the books Jacob has been reading, what’s going on in the yard, what we’ve been cooking, what the cat is up to and all that other crap that only I care about. Haha.

Well, OK, my mom cares about that stuff, too.