I'm a bit down today. Duke has been having extreme pain in his upper back and neck and finally went to a chiropractor today.
His problem stems from an accident that happened 6 years ago when he was at a party and managed to fall off of one of those big water towers that they have on farms in Texas... whatever. 15 foot fall straight onto his head.
So, they took x-rays today and the top vertebrae in his neck is twisted almost sideways (I think that's what he said.. I was mentally fretting myself towards a panic-attack), and the curvature of his neck is all wrong. Add into this that he's torn some ligaments at the base of his skull and it's pinching and compressing a lot of the nerves going into his brain. So... the chiropractor wants to fix all of this for a measly $2000.
Needless to say, tomorrow, he has an appointment with his general practitioner to get a second opinion. Also, he'll likely have a consultation with an orthopedic surgeon.
Tomorrow is looking bad. I have to call in at 9 to Victoria's Secret to see if I'm working my on-call hours (yes, I do work there part-time, mostly for the discount). Then at 10, I call Romeo, my hairdresser-exboyfriend, to see when he can fix my hideously neon orange hair - that is, if I don't have to work... And if I don't have to work, I'll schedule with him for mid afternoon, because Duke's appointment is at 11am... and neither hell nor high water will keep me from going with him if I am able.
I'm trying to will myself into a better mood... trying to think of the positive.
- I went for a job interview today and my computer skillz are still awesome. Yay.
- Romeo is doing my hair tomorrow. Possibly a nice shiny blonde with some lowlights in either red or black. Yay.
- I may be working at VS tomorrow and money is money, right? Yay.
Fuck fuckity fuck-fuck-FUCK! It's not working.
If there were a puppy near right now, I'd kick it. Hard.
His problem stems from an accident that happened 6 years ago when he was at a party and managed to fall off of one of those big water towers that they have on farms in Texas... whatever. 15 foot fall straight onto his head.
So, they took x-rays today and the top vertebrae in his neck is twisted almost sideways (I think that's what he said.. I was mentally fretting myself towards a panic-attack), and the curvature of his neck is all wrong. Add into this that he's torn some ligaments at the base of his skull and it's pinching and compressing a lot of the nerves going into his brain. So... the chiropractor wants to fix all of this for a measly $2000.
Needless to say, tomorrow, he has an appointment with his general practitioner to get a second opinion. Also, he'll likely have a consultation with an orthopedic surgeon.
Tomorrow is looking bad. I have to call in at 9 to Victoria's Secret to see if I'm working my on-call hours (yes, I do work there part-time, mostly for the discount). Then at 10, I call Romeo, my hairdresser-exboyfriend, to see when he can fix my hideously neon orange hair - that is, if I don't have to work... And if I don't have to work, I'll schedule with him for mid afternoon, because Duke's appointment is at 11am... and neither hell nor high water will keep me from going with him if I am able.
I'm trying to will myself into a better mood... trying to think of the positive.
- I went for a job interview today and my computer skillz are still awesome. Yay.
- Romeo is doing my hair tomorrow. Possibly a nice shiny blonde with some lowlights in either red or black. Yay.
- I may be working at VS tomorrow and money is money, right? Yay.
Fuck fuckity fuck-fuck-FUCK! It's not working.
If there were a puppy near right now, I'd kick it. Hard.
sorry, my attempt at lightening the mood a little.
hope all works out ok. *hugs*
[Edited on May 18, 2004 11:57PM]