Sort of mobile now

It’s amazing what Aleve and Tylenol (or their Walmart brand equivalents) can do in just a few hours. Add to that an ice pack and heating pad and pillows under my knees while I slept and thing are getting better faster than I thought they would.

Critter was great, she really was. We talked a lot after she got back from hanging out with Dobby. She had asked me if it was ok to leave for a bit after the paramedics helped me into bed and I told her of course it was. I fell asleep a little while after she left, and didn’t wake up until she came back in the bedroom four or so hours later. She did so much, got me water, helped me with the pain relievers, adjusted the bedding; she was just wonderful. She can’t stay tonight, but she said she’d stop by after work to check on me and was going to make OtherGuy come too, to prove to him I was hurt.

Before we called 911 OtherGuy sent her a text asking where she was. She told him I’d hurt my back and was in the floor and she was trying to help me into bed. He responded with, "oh. OK." Jackass. After the paramedics had left he sent a text to her asking if I was ok and was there anything he could do. Not now, gooberhead.

When she and Dobby first got here Critter called out and asked if I was nekkid. I wasn’t, but Dobby said she wouldn’t have cared if I was. She knows I’m a nudist but has never seen me nude, I’ve just always had clothes on when she and Critter have come by in the past. She was a little perturbed by OtherGuy’s first text as well, and said she didn’t hesitate: when Critter told her I was on the floor she said, "let’s go." She also said if she was ever on the floor she wanted to be sure we’d come (this was before the 911 call) and Critter and I both said of course. I even told her that I was giving her permission ahead of time to be naked, she wouldn’t offend me. They both laughed at me, which is what I wanted.

Critter fixed me some Chef Boyardee canned lasagna for breakfast. It was out of my "snow food" supply but that’s the only food I have right now. I’ve got plenty of condiments, but no groceries. I had planned on having pizza yesterday from one of the local places while I sorted stuff and got unpacked and settled, then maybe buying some groceries today. I was also supposed to start walking again today; I’ve got a path laid out and everything. Dang it.

I might, might, try to make it to the truck today and get that pizza, they’ve got a drive through pick-up window, which is cool. I’m not gonna push it though. Since about 2130 Friday night all I’ve had to eat are a couple of MexiMelts, an extra-large Pepsi, the can of lasagna, and lots of water. I’m a little hungry, but I don’t want to eat too much having the mobility issues I do.

OtherGuy’s MySpace currently says "I’ve had my suspicions for a while now…" That ass. When she told me that I got really upset. I told her that she and I both know that all she has to do is say the word and we’re a couple again (she nodded her head and said yeah) but I will not force myself on her. She said she knew that too. I told her even if she came over and got completely wasted, the most I’ll do is make out with her, but probably not even that. She said she knew that too, and didn’t seem to have a problem with it.

I think I’m going to try to get some rest now. Holding the laptop up with one hand and typing with the other is strangely tiring…