Showing posts with label injury. Show all posts
Showing posts with label injury. Show all posts

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Friday Night Another DWI

Friday I went to another taping of Drinking With Ian and I had a blast. Drew and I went together as the hubby wasn’t feeling well. We started the night by having dinner at the chatterbox pub. I had the Sicilian Salad: Romaine lettuce tossed with sun dried tomatoes, crispy pepperoni, roasted green olives, feta, parmesan, shaved red onions, and roasted garlic, tossed with our balsamic merlot vinaigrette. I am telling that was the best salad I have ever had and I am not really a salad person. We went there so Drew could wish a friend a happy birthday but they went to the one in St Paul and we went to the one in mpls oops :)

DWI was a blast as always. I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard my side hurt. Free drinks, free laughs, meeting and hanging out with really fun people and at one point I twisted my ankle but frankly it was well worth it. I can’t wait to do it again. :)

The list of things I don't miss about working in TV is truthfully endless, the list of things I do miss is very short and near to the top if not the top of that list is Ian. I loved playing his show, I love the concept behind the show and I miss him coming in to drop off new shows and brightening the end of my day.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Epitome grace and style

Saturday was a very interesting day.

Rob and I went to the Ren Fest. I love the fest. We hadn’t gone last year so I was really looking forward to going. We had a great time. We saw my two favorite acts the Tortuga Twins and the Danger Committee (formerly the Dew Drop Jugglers). I will not leave until I see them. :) and it was fantastic, very crude just the way it should be. We also ran in to my buddy Jess from school so that was neat. Drew had the nerve to do something else this weekend so we didn’t get to spend time with him at the fencing booth, boohoo.

At 8pm after we got home I decided that I should take a bath and start reading one of the many books I haven’t time for because of school. At 8:30 I really wanted something to drink so I grabbed a towel and went down stairs to grab a soda, when I hit the landing at the bottom I slipped when I stepped on the linoleum with wet feet. I screamed as I folded my foot in half tearing the tendons across the top of my foot , jamming my toe causing serious bone on bone contact, and sliding my arm on the floor causing a nice linoleum burn. In other words "HOLY FUCK THAT HURTS!!!". When I couldn’t move my foot without excruciating pain we made trip to the ER to make sure I hadn't broken anything. Nothing was broken but I have done serious injury to myself. I was in so much pain I was nauseous, the problem with that is the more pain I am in the more punchy I get, I crack jokes and make off hand comments and that leaves the medical staff believing I am in less pain then I am. I should know better than that by now and I should have asked for pain meds but I didn’t. 800mg of Ibuprofen every 4 hours only goes so far. And to add to my suffering I also manage to bang up my knee (the one that had ACL surgery) during the fall but that pain was WAY down on my list at the time. Therefore I have to wear my knee brace along with wrapping my foot and walking with crutches.

That is me.. always graceful