Oh, Joy!

DaGoddess @ 16:40

It’s been difficult trying to post without internet. And my adventures in trying to get internet? Epic. Truly.

But that’s nothing compared to my latest epidural, which was last Thursday. I got a call earlier in the week for a last minute appointment and I took it. It’s been…not good. I had prolonged bleeding at the injection site. Fever. Then a lump, which was a beautiful hematoma (and some clots) that they drained today (OMFGTHBB!), sleeplessness, did I mention fever? And the bleeding? And the irritability?

I tried to get out of the house a couple times and I paid for it. The rules state it’ll take a week to feel better and I guess I have to play by the rules. I always play by the rules. I was bored! And I wanted to go hear some music, live and in person! I got great photos, but I’m still paying for my outings in more ways than one. I’ve learned. Oh, how I’ve learned.

Still working on a lot of different things. I have more going on than you can shake a stick at, but everything takes a long time to become fully fleshed out.

Had a shoot with a military family last week and tried to get photos out before my epi. Didn’t happen, though I’m working on them in fits and spurts as my back allows. Beautiful family. Kids were adorable. I’d bought these little wooden pull toys and even though it was windy and unexpectedly chilly, once the kids had the toys, they were happy.

As much as I like working with musicians, nothing beats working with kids. I like the magic they bring. Yeah, same can be said for the artists I’ve had the privilege of working with, but KIDS! You know how they shine and how they see the world as full of wondrous things. I like that.

Have much to finish up here at Starbucks so I can get home, get some ice on my tailbone, and maybe sleep. As God is my witness, I fully intend to be better by Thursday. I got stuff to do!

BTW, if the Gentleman Caller From Hell still reads: I thought of you when the news of Osama came in. You and I became friends the day they got Saddam. I couldn’t help but see the connection and…I hope you’re doing very well. You are missed!


  1. Oh, my gosh. I can’t imagine and frankly don’t want to. Take care of yourself, my dear! :hug:

    Comment by pam — 2011/05/03 @ 17:13

  2. Damn I wish I lived closer! I’d totally be there taking care of you, taking full advantage of the cortisone surges! :may: :pirate: :yay: :zombie:

    Comment by inkgrrl — 2011/05/03 @ 21:00

  3. Glad you found your way to some place with wifi. I was about ready to email Jan and ask her if she had heard from you lately.

    Comment by Stu — 2011/05/04 @ 06:54

  4. Feeling your pain, both lack of Internet and the back woes right now. Hope both fronts improve soon. :hug:

    Comment by diamond dave — 2011/05/04 @ 13:45

  5. Sorry to hear you’re having a rough time again.

    I’ll drop you an email about books!

    Comment by The Gray Monk — 2011/05/06 @ 05:29

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