Remember the time I...

dislocated my knee and couldn't go to work for two months?
If you don't, let me enlighten you.

From February 27th(mah burfday!)-March 6th, N and I took a much needed vacation. I expected to be going back to work on the 7th, but my boss gave me an extra two days of relaxation. Cool, right?

WRONG.

Sunday was when I dislocated my knee in the most ridiculous way ever. A little back-story first:

In 8th grade, when we were playing hockey in the gym, I fell on my left knee freakishly hard. Couldn't move even. Had to roll around in a wheel chair. From then on, I've had issues. It would be sore from time to time, and would hurt if I ran long distances. I went to to doctor for it, but all he said was that it was growing pains, and would pass. This pain completely messed me up and kept me from running track and playing softball after my freshman year of high school. I told my family that I wanted to focus on getting a job, but it was just too painful to run, and I knew we couldn't afford to go to a specialist.

2009. I would notice from time to time, after sitting with my legs crossed, when I'd go to uncross them, it would really, really, REALLY, hurt. If only for a few seconds. But it wasn't normal. Did I ever think to go to a doctor again? No. Because I'm an idiot. I just thought it was something I would just have to deal with.

Flash forward to March 7th, 2010. I'm sitting at the computer, as I am now, looking up running paths to train on for the 5k I registered for to do with Charizard the night before. Why I thought I would be capable of walk/running 3.1 miles is beyond me, but I was excited. I went to get up only to experience the worst physical pain I have ever felt in my entire life.
I didn't understand what was happening. I couldn't move my left leg, let alone bend my knee without screaming in agonizing pain. All I knew was that something horrible had just happened, I was home alone, and I couldn't reach my phone as it was charging on my nightstand about eight feet away. That was when I made the mistake of looking down at my kneecap, as it was pointing in the complete opposite direction it was supposed to.
Everything all of a sudden got really quiet, and my ears started buzzing really loud. My vision got white, and I thought to myself "this must be what it's like to about to pass out." I also was on the verge of throwing up, but told myself to stay over the computer mat, so my vomit wouldn't seep into the carpet. wtf, right? I was also burning up, and wanted nothing more than to turn on the fan in my bedroom. I was in this state for about 40 mins.
At that point, I was somewhat able to get control of myself, and knowing that it was going to hurt, I had to call N and figure out how to get to urgent care. So I more or less flopped on my bed, and pulled myself to my phone, screaming and crying the entire time.
He told me that I had dislocated my knee, and would need to straighten my leg to get it back in place. WHAT?! N told me he was going to call his parents to get me a ride to urgent care.
Other than getting my leg straight, I had another problem. I was wearing these ricidulous calf high boots that I had bought only the day before. I knew I was going to need to get into shorts before we left, and wouldn't you know it, not only was I stuck in those boots, I was wearing a pair of jeans that were skin tight.
I ended up cutting the boot off myself. When I say cut, I mean more like hacked at it with scissors. Luckily I only spent five dollars on them. It was still horribly painful to manuver my leg to pull the boot off, but I did it, and was so proud of myself. At that point, I was to bite the bullet and get my leg straight. It hurt, and I didn't even realize I was crying the entire time, but the pain was less severe.
After going to urgent care, to be referred to a knee specialist, who told me I couldn't go to work for at LEAST another month really freaked me out. Luckily I was approved for short term disability, and while it wasn't paying all the bills, it was definitely helpful to have. I did physical therapy and that helped a lot. They even taped up my knee and I was able to run again with no pain whatsoever! However, I wasn't approved to go to work again until I was restriction free, and since I had to more or less live in my knee brace, that took about another month.
Everyone thought I was getting a super long vacation-with pay thanks to those checks. Yeah, deffff not the case. Unless you call a vacation where you can hardly walk around without agonizing pain and needed to be on crutches for 2 1/2 weeks straight.
I still get pain from time to time, and worry about it dislocating again. At least this time I know what to do to fix it. Any questions?

Until next time,

Sarah

The only reason I'm posting is....

to show you this absolutely adorable photo.



This is Mac. Jess' daughter. She's almost four years old and is sweet as can be. We've been playing all sorts of games this evening, and I'm going to get back to them. Be jealous.

Until next time,

Sarah

Are you TRYING to turn me into a bridezilla!?

I hope not. However, after the craptastic day I had yesterday, I think it would have been fitting. Too bad I'm always way too nice to people, regardless of how horrible they are to me.
Le sigh.

Remember how positive I was about getting all that wedding stuff done? Yeah. Well, that balloon deflated in about 5 mins after all my errands began.

First, went to the place that I called three different times about printing RSVP cards. I told them what I wanted to do (make my own and have them printed, so I didn't have to use my printer and change all the settings...i.e. less work for Sarah) and I was told all three times, that yes, they could. This business is going to remain anonymous as I wouldn't want to sully their good name copymax since they basically laughed in my face when I brought in my flash drive and cards, like a good little girl. "Oh, sorry. Those are too small, you'll have to take them somewhere else." Too small? These are a standard RSVP card size...yes, I googled it to make sure before I spent FOUR HOURS cutting paper and making it cute and personalized. So there I was, stuck with 80 cards that I wasted time and money making, and had no clue what to do. (My ever-so-awesome mom stepped in that evening and hand-wrote each card. I love her.) I decided that since the place I was considering having my hair done was just around the corner, I'd go over and get a consult with my hairdresser to be, to see what my options were.
Yeah, so after waiting 20 mins to talk to her as she finished with a client, listening to a kid scream bloody murder about not wanting a hair cut, and trying not to choke on the smell that can only be described as "perm", I found out she wasn't even going to be in town the weekend of the wedding. They only have one other person who can do up-dos, and, she wasn't very friendly. Since my wedding party and I are all getting our hurr didz, I didn't see that working. Luckily, my good friend at work, D, has a sis-in-law that does GREAT hair at a very nice salon. I'm hoping to get in touch with her soon for a hair trial!
Then there was my battle with david's bridal.
In a previous post, you'll have noticed that my two bridesmaids are wearing the same style of dress, but in different colors. It was brought to my attention Friday that Jess' dress was the right color, wrong style. I went in to get it fixed, and was told it said in their notes that while she was interested in the halter style....she asked for the different one. Right, Jess wanted the dress that was cut completely weird, and make her look frumpy.
Then when I was given a printout of everyone's info, I noticed that Shella's dress was also the wrong style.....ugh!! Saleslady was nice enough to call California DB and guess what....the same excuse was given for why they had the wrong dress for her! Really guys? You're killing me here. Long story short, everything got fixed, and no one will be showing up naked (hopefully). HOWEVER, the dresses won't be in now until July 9th. Can you say anxiety?

On a brighter note, work was actually a lot of fun today. It also finally stayed sunny longer than a millisecond. Could spring/summer actually be upon us?!


Here's to hoping I don't give myself a huge ulcer.

Until next time,

Sarah

Rants and Raves....Friday?

Seeing as I am an utter space cadet, I didn't even realize yesterday was Thursday! As in, Sarah's R n' R Thursday? Okay, I know I only did it one other time, but it was, and is, a tradition I'm going to try to uphold...unless something more interesting comes up.
So here it is! Rants and Raves Thursday Friday!

RAVES:
I'm thiiiis close to having my invitations mailed off, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! I just need to get some last minute addresses from people at work, get the RSVP cards printed (which I'll be doing after this post, among other things) make copies of directions, and just stuff envelopes. And get postage. Crap. Okay, so it seems like a lot, but I'm determined to finish this DIY project once and for all!

I'm also going to start my beauty plan as of June 1st. Really, all it consists of is to stop chewing on my nails, which I know can be done, just need to actually try....not stuffing my face with fatty snacks at work, which I've actually been accomplishing, go me! And finally, I'm going to try those fancy Crest Whitestrips. I've been doing a LOT of research, and those seem to give the best result, when used correctly. As in, no talking for the time you actually wear them, as they'll slip off, ha ha! I just want to make sure I get my bang for my buck, as all those teeth whiteners are super spendy, and I don't have enough cash to get them professionally done.

RANTS:

Since last week was only rants, I'll spare you just this one. Which I don't really think I'd call a rant, I just think it's more silly than anything else.


This is the cover of the book Precious, based off the movie Precious, which is based of a book Push, written by Sapphire.

So let's get this straight. They wrote a book, based on a movie, that was based on a book.

My only question is, WHY?!

I mean, I'm sure it's a great story, but I personally have no interest in seeing this poor little girl getting beaten and stuffz by her mom...or whatever it's about. I'm sure there's more to it than that, just have no desire to see a movie that I know will make me extremely sad. It's like how Charizard won't ever watch Titanic, because she already knows how it ends, and it's very sad. I prefer a feel good movie, like I Love You, Man. SLAPPA DA BASS MAHN.

Until next time,

Sarah

Whoops.

Man oh man ohmanohmanohman!

I've clearly been lacking in the blog dept. For this, I am sorry.

I do have a valid excuse....I've been busy to the umpteenth power.

Monday night, as I was still wrapping my mind around the LOST finale, (btw still don't know how I feel about it) we had an impromptu bbq at our house, which I had to get stuff ready for the second we got home from a very busy day at work. Seeing has half the people who were coming canceled, and I was determined not to get frustrated by that, and still have a good time. Which I did, but it was very late, and I needed some ZzzzZzzzz's.

Tuesday, as you can see, N put a post up in my absence of the WORSTBANDINHISTORY. It did make me feel a little better that the reason I couldn't understand wtf they were saying was because they were screeching in a different language. The name alone is flippin' redonkulous, and quite frankly, really gross. Thanks, honey.

Wednesday I get to close up shop at the bakery. Since the hours have been extended, I'm now there til 9:30pm. Which is okay, I only have to do it two days a week. However, it being memorial day weekend and all, and the store running insanely cheap ad items, there was a lot to do. So I didn't leave until ten. But I felt good about the look of the place (sometimes it's left in complete chaos at night) so that's what mattered.

So now, it's the weekend! Woo-hoo! I need to do some SERIOUS laundry, and stuff envelopes with invites, because my eye is starting to twitch at the thought that they haven't been sent out yet. We're at the 87 day mark people!

Until next time,

Sarah

I hate music

The End.

Let's keep this short and sweet shall we? As I'm sure you all are still reeling over the photos from yesterdays post...There is a LOST pre-show and a 2 1/2 hour series finale, and I still need to wrap my mind around it.

I hope everybody had a great weekend! Did you do anything fun? Are you obsessing over LOST or any other TV show at the moment? Spill it!

TEAM JACOB

It's the ONLY Jacob team I'll ever be on. Sorry Twi-hards.

Until next time,

Sarah