Adored Wife Sprains An Ankle

Adored Wife is recovering (actually pretty well) from a nasty ankle sprain (or "strained perineal tendon with significant joint effusion.")

She's still not sure how she did it, but the doctor has found some bone spurs and he thinks that may have aggravated the tendons, depending on how she's been moving.

He wants to send her for physical therapy.  AW doesn't particularly want to go to physical therapy.  They both looked at me in the examining room and I said that I was just the chauffeur and I wasn't getting in the middle of this.

I think the doctor's going to prevail.

She's moved to smaller and less restrictive brace so she can start driving again, but it doesn't provide the support of the great big boot thingy, so she's having to be more careful how she walks.  She may swap them off a little bit.  They're both complicated contraptions to put on.

I'm looking forward to her driving again.  I can't say I've been doing all of it--we've had some great friends who have stepped up to help--but I've been doing a lot more of it than I've been accustomed to.

Prayers for her in recovery would be appreciated, friends.  Take care and God bless.

Feeling More Myself

Hi, friends!

My brain is WORKING again!  Yay!  I've hit a therapeutic level of medication, and I'm feeling much, much, much more myself.  Sleeping better and everything.

There are a couple of side effects that haven't quite gone away.  Still sweating more than usual, and a few minor issues of an (ahem) personal nature.  I am going to quite cheerfully put up with them, because I am so very happy that my brain is working again.

I am actually quite happy that I'm able to BE happy about things.  I'm sleeping mostly through the night, I'm once more waking up in a pretty good mood, the creativity is back, I'm once again interested in things.

It's pretty cool.

But, man, have I lost a lot of traction.  I feel like I'm months behind on stuff.  It's going to take me a little while to get my momentum back and get caught up.

But I'm just so very, very happy that I'm feeling more myself.  Better living through pharmacology.

I'll look forward to a much more regular posting schedule again.  Thanks for bearing with me.

Hope all's well out there, friends, and God bless.

Renaming the Artist

Good morning, friends, and hope all is well.

This marks, hopefully, a return to my regular Monday and Thursday posting schedule.  Now if I can just get the rest of my life back on track.....

(Things have been a little crazy, even by our standards.)

In celebrations, I shall confer upon the young-woman-formerly-known-as-Basement-Artist a new nom de blog.

I can't very well call her Basement Artist anymore, because she's not living in my basement.  She's living with her new husband, Harbor Master, in Montreal. 

BUT, she's still very much an artist, and has shared with us, by the miracle of the Internet, many wonderful examples of her whimsical artwork.

Therefore, I shall now refer to her as (ba, ba, bum) Canada Artist.

We talk and message regularly, but, yeah, I miss her.  This is the way it works, though.  We don't own our children; we only keep them in stewardship a little while.  I'm happy and proud that she's off making her own life and having adventures.

Including taking an injured seagull in a cardboard box on the subway.  But I'll have to tell you that story another time.

Hope all's well out there, friends, and God bless.

(P.S.  I'm considering renaming "Graphics Magician" as "Moody Adolescent."  But, of course, that would be redundant.)

A Quick Catching Up

Okay, so here's where we are.

1. I think I'm at a good level with the antidepressive medication.  I'm no longer waking up staring into the abyss in desolate melancholy, and I actually had the other night a not-wholly-unreasonable facsimile of a decent night's sleep.  Further bulletins forthcoming.

2. The play I'm starring in is in production.  I have absolutely no idea why I do this to myself.

3. Adored Wife has a nasty ankle sprain or, as she prefers me to call it, a "severely strained perineal tendon with significant joint effusion."  She said that as bad as it hurts we're going to doggoned well use the big words.  It's her driving foot, which is kinda complicating things right now.  More bulletins forthcoming.

4. Social Hurricane actually seems to be doing pretty well, all things considered.

5. Graphics Magician (or whatever I've decided to call him these days; it's been so long) is having some adjustment difficulties with high school and being fourteen.  He'll survive.  We might.

6. The former Basement Artist and her husband Harbor Master are enjoying newlywed life.  They've assembled furniture, confronted bureaucracy, gone for lots of long walks, and rescued a seagull.  I'll look forward to telling you more about that.

7. I am so far behind on my writing projects and blogging and household chores and family obligations it's pitiful.  But maybe the end is in sight.

Hope all is well, friends, and God bless.

The Weekly Excuse

Haven't forgotten about the blog, just had everything going on.  A settling down of sorts is in sight.

I'll tell you all about it when I get the chance.

Hope all's well out there, friends, and God bless.

Still Over Here

Haven't forgotten about the blog, honest, I haven't.

Still getting the neurochemistry sorted out, I'm in crunch time for this play I'm in (this is the stage of the process when I wonder why I do this to myself) and I've made a few poor decisions regarding priorities and use of time.  I could blame the depression, but that'd be a cop-out.

This WILL get back on track.

All's doing pretty well, honest.

Hope all's well out there, friends, and God bless.