In other news, I learned this weekend that when a 35 year old mother acts like one of her sons soon to be teenage friends she will feel like dried out road kill come Monday morning. Its a good thing I am right handed and good at 9 key, or I would have been sailing shit creek with out toilet paper today.

I ended up calling in to work Monday because moving enough to pick up the phone was so painful I had to take some Advil and collapse. I ended up taking 4 Advil and 2 Benedryl and lying flat on my back asleep for almost 6 hours occasionally drift in and out of consciousness to make sure my son didn't burn down the house. Poor kid made his own breakfast (eggs) and lunch (my left over pancake batter from the day before - boys can cook too!!). Then at about 1 he brought me a sandwhich from Alex's house. His dad made it for Warren but Warren doesn't like Olive Loaf and cheese.

At least my son burn has calmed from raw to medium well, I feel like a pot roast. At least by noon my bra straps stopped hurting, and my face doens't quite look like the mother of all hot flashes anymore. I didn't think I was out in the sun that long, but apprantly us fairskinned Northern European types aren't very sun friendly.

And the ice pack (also from first aid cabinet)I had on my wrist didn't last nearly long enough, though the elastic bandage I "borrowed" from the first aid cabinet at work does help some. Thank the Maker I am a righty. I can type with my left hand, but it aches after barely doing anything. If I hold it still and do nothing, however it is fine. (Like I can ever do that).

I don't think I sprained it or anything. I think I just used it more than I should have, posssibly in a direction it didn't like. If it still hurts after work, I think I'm swinging by the walk-in..maybe...

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