Wordless Wednesday: Spice

May your Wednesday be full of the spice of life.

Thumbs Down

Really, did someone forget to tell me that your body starts staging an all out revolt against you once you hit 30?

On a cloudy day in May, I awoke as usual around 6:45am with the sounds of O-man singing his “Good morning, world!” song, and as I reached over to turn off the monitor my left thumb throbbed in pain. I thought, “Oh I must have been clenching my fist in my sleep.” and went about my routine.

Three months later, I not only wake up with the same throbbing pain, but it lasts all day long. Sometimes preventing me from picking up O-man.

Is it the curse of the technology age? I am guilty of being on my computer or with my iPhone in hand most of the day. So I’ve tried a slew of different things from home remedies (ice, heat, rest, Advil, a thumb brace from the drugstore) to all out not touching the computer and limiting the use of my phone to using it just as a phone (gasp!)

Last night was probably the worst its been — my thumb was shaking involuntarily and aching non-stop. So it sounds like I’ll be making an appointment with an orthopedic doc soon.

Anyone have any other home remedies for me to try as a last-ditch effort?

My Status

There are days that I feel like really telling Facebook what’s on my mind. Doing a full brain-dump to all my friends, family, co-workers, acquaintances…

But I’m just not sure how it would sound, so would you do me a favor and proofread* my upcoming status update for me?

JJ is currently checked in at the Loony Bin with two others.


JJ has poked Karma in the ass.

JJ would like to give everyone an update on how things are going. 2011 has not been the best year for me. It continues to throw some curve-balls and I would like to know when I can take off the catcher’s mitt.

After receiving news earlier this year that I have a type of skin cancer, I am currently on a break from photo-therapy treatments for 3 months. While waiting, I get to spend time dealing with my thyroid, which has basically gone kaput. If the meds don’t keep my cysts and goiters from growing…out comes the thyroid. Not to mention I recently had to have a blood vessel in my whooo-haaaa cauterised. I don’t recommend this.

O-man is 2 1/2. He’s a pure joy! He’s also a challenge, but I wouldn’t trade any moment. Has he pooped on the potty yet? You won’t hear it here, as I am not interested in sharing my son’s bowel movements, nor reading about yours.

Mook continues to travel a lot. That will soon cease for a while when he has major surgery in 4 weeks. Remember all that bad coughing earlier this year? Add that to the never-ending heartburn he’s had since he was 16, and after multiple tests over the past 3 months, he has been cleared to go through a 4 hour surgery to restructure his esophagus and remove a hernia. Trying to control the anxiety I have about this…

I’d really like to have a sibling for O-man–do you know where I can get one without multiple fertility treatments or being told to just adopt?

So that’s what’s on my mind, Facebook. How are you?

*Not that I will really ever post this to FB. But it’s nice to write it out where I know I can just get it out and not feel judged. Things may not be sunshine and roses, but just airing out the hard stuff makes me feel better.