Just When I Thought My Week Couldn't Get Any Worse
Thursday, August 31, 2006
When I was getting my injection yesterday, the doctor pinched my nerve to my right leg with the needle by accident. It was honestly the worst pain I can ever remember experiencing. I cried and puked [quite the tough guy]. It felt like my leg was being severed from my body. He was afraid he did some damage to the nerve, but it turned out to be okay.
My wife left this morning with the kids to go visit her mom in Ithaca [upstate New York] for the weekend. I am bachelor-ing it for a few days. And my plan was to paint the kids' bedrooms while they are away, so that when they return and start school next week, things would be ready.
This afternoon I was preparing to paint the stairwell in the boys attic bedroom and decided to take the window air conditioner our for the year [I had to paint the window frame]. Rookie move. I lifted the unit out fine, but a whole bunch of water came pouring out of it when I got it in my arms and when I went to walk down the painted wood stairs I slipped in the water and fell down the stairs.
Home alone. Sprawled out on the floor. Air conditioner broken in several pieces and ruined. Big gouges in hardwood floor, door and stairwell from where the air conditioner tumbled out of my arms and went crashing to the ground.
In the fall, I managed to cut my back, both my arms, both my thighs [one has pretty bad gashes] and my chest.
Needless to say, I hate this week... it's official.
My wife left this morning with the kids to go visit her mom in Ithaca [upstate New York] for the weekend. I am bachelor-ing it for a few days. And my plan was to paint the kids' bedrooms while they are away, so that when they return and start school next week, things would be ready.
This afternoon I was preparing to paint the stairwell in the boys attic bedroom and decided to take the window air conditioner our for the year [I had to paint the window frame]. Rookie move. I lifted the unit out fine, but a whole bunch of water came pouring out of it when I got it in my arms and when I went to walk down the painted wood stairs I slipped in the water and fell down the stairs.
Home alone. Sprawled out on the floor. Air conditioner broken in several pieces and ruined. Big gouges in hardwood floor, door and stairwell from where the air conditioner tumbled out of my arms and went crashing to the ground.
In the fall, I managed to cut my back, both my arms, both my thighs [one has pretty bad gashes] and my chest.
Needless to say, I hate this week... it's official.
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A friend of mine in Victoria suggests that, at some point in our lives, we will all experience a day where it can be truly said:
10:18 PM"Sucks to be you..."
I'm sorry you're having one of those days. In all seriousness, I'm praying.