I ain't do'n nuttin....

Ok, I'm gonna 'splain to ya a few things this morn'n.....I think I over-did it. Yesterday I said I weren't gonna do nuttin....what I didn't, an' this morn'n I'm gonna say the same thing all over again.

Now let me tell ya bout last night. I decided I would sit here at the computer look'n (research) at stuff an' I tune the TV to a "oldie" movie. I'm sit'n there sip'n up a cup, a smoke hang'n out my lips, swaller'n a few pain pills an', in general, I don't feel worth a crap from the top my head (headache) all the ways down to my toes. This old body was wored slap out.....an' hurt like hell. I'm rekon I did a few too many projects....think'n I could.

A call was made to the doctor this morn'n. They was gonna (next Wednesday) inject that stuff in me at the same place they injected the "test" stuff. Robert tell the nice lady, "that's the wrong place"....I'm still hav'n pains. This brings us up to the subject of insurance. The first, test, injection was Ok'ed by the insurance. I need to get another Ok to have the injection installed in the right place.....way down in the L4-5 an' the L5-S1. Now why the hell didn't they get a Ok to fix ALL my pain in the first place instead of a Ok to inject me with a "hit an' miss" deal? Be kind of like need'n a new set of spark plugs an' they check yer tire pressure.
Anyhows, ths afternoon we have a appointment. Know'n the old Billy Bob, he probly gonna tell that doc a thing or two. Then a Ok from insurance an' another "down the road a piece" injection procedure. Think'n it will be another two week test thingy like this first one. Ha, it's gonna be cold here in Georgia before long an' I don't do cold. Let's get this stuff done.

Decide I would trim my beard again. I'm tired of look'n in the mirrer an' see some drunk look'n back at me. A well trimmed beard should make me look bout 20 year younger. Hair will not be cut.

 

Need'n a new project

If you was a bird, whould you move in here......????

If you're a bluebird, you might. Now, I could leave the bird thing with just this photo an' go on to something else.....but, have ya ever see 3 macho men sit round for a couple hour an' git all excitis bout watch'n a dad gum birdhouse?.......an' talk'n to birds.

Anyhows, the gate is finished also.

I carry lots of tools. I got so many tools, I could construct a house if'n I wanted to. Under "da house" I have a compartment to hold all these tools.....in a nice 3 drawer stowage thingy I built many years ago.

  With all them years of service, things start to not operate right. The cabinet part was rebuilt an' new drawer guides were installed. Walla....a brand spank'n new holder for all the hand tools, nuts an' bolts, screws, duck tape an' stuff like that.

I said the other day I was bout to run slap out of projects. I was serious, I got to find me something to do.

I like birds.....government housing

Ok, early post today. Ya see, I was up at 4am toss'n an' turn'n, so decided it was best to brew me up a pot (5am). A strong one. Sit out on "da deck" sip'n up a cup an' do'n some think'n. Deming is right at 1400 miles to the west.

Had I not brewed up that pot, I could be half ways across Alabama by now (7:45am) headed for south Texas. That's what happens when a bad case of depression kicks in for no reason....ya want to git the hell out of Dodge.

Let me splain what I'm talk'n bout. My "homebase" is in Texas. My mail arrives in Texas. My bank is in Texas. My vehicles are registered in Texas. I'm "old" an' chang'n all that stuff would take me bout 2 or 4 years. I don't rush into things ya know. I MUST be back in Texas before January 31st for the state inspection on the "billy jeep". I Must be back in Texas before September 31st for the state inspection on "Sally da house". Just those two items cause undue stress an' undue stress causes depression.

Depression aside, the bird condominium is [this] close to be'n reinstalled up top of the gate post. Them birds are gonna love their new refurbished government (Uncle Billy Bob) housing.

As my back is still not pain free, took me up a handfull of pain pills, Robert changed out the gate post for me. 4 x 6 in place of a 4 x 4. Dug that sucker up an' cemented the new one in. He's such a good boy. If'n things work out, the gate will be reversed today.....hinged on the left instead of the right. Open in new direction. Think'n I can do that without Robert's help.Wanna see a pic....wait till I'm done...Ok???

I been try'n my best to keep busy "do'n stuff" (little projects) so's I ain't sit'n on my ass all day long. It seems to help, but once the gate is hung, I'm out of projects. "I know, let's sit down, sip up a cup an' think bout it".

Ok, that's it for today. Is golf on the TV today??? Oh wait, I got birds wait'n on me......dang!! 

Medical record for the doc

Ok, my doctor tole me to keep a record of what's go'n on in my back on a daily basis. That means you will be exposed to the good an' the bad 'cause you read my blog. If'n ya don't want to hear bout my aches an' pains, give my doctor a call....BR-549.

I got me a email from a "caring" follower what tried to splain to me what these procedures do an' how they work. She was right on with what the doc tole me. This first procedure is only supposed to last for 2 weeks before it wears off.
Now, bout them pills for my feet....300mg gabapentin. They are a seizure medication an' for neuropathic pain. Don't even ask, I don't know. But, it does seem to help with my feet pains.  Swelling still persists.

Yesterdays hip pain levels increased to bout a number 7 by mid afternoon while I was work'n on a bird condominium. A two story complex with 12 single bedroom air conditioned apartments. Gonna be some happy birds fly'n round "yo mama's".

That's the extent of my sxcitement for the last few days. Maybe next week things will be better.

  

No wait....I ain't fixed yet.

Ok, yesterdya's post was somewhat worded wrong. I was intend'n to just write bout the procedure I went through....nuttin else. When I said I was feel'm good, I should have left that out. By the end of the day, I was in a bunch of pain.

But, bout 10:30 last night I climb out od the "that chair" an' sit down in my office chair. The pains subsided. How comes I don't know. This morn'n when I get up, I don't have no pains. Now, a couple three hours later, my hip has pain in it. As yesterday, not as bad as before the needles.

Anyhows, the doctor I was gonna call this morn'n has been put on hold. I'll wait out the two weeks an' see how I feel after that time. Could be good, could be bad. But still better than before the shots.

I got a little project....turn a big ol' 12 foot yard gate around (hinge from other side). Dig up a 4 x 4 post an' replace it with a 4 x 6 post. The bigger post will hold up the hinge side of the gate....heavy ass gate. As with any project I start, with Robert anywheres close by, he said he would do all the dig'n. Kind of like he did on MY "Billy Bob" deck project. Ha, I didn't even get to screw in 1 screw. I don't get to do nuttin on my own.

Have done no repairs on "Sally da house". Although there are a couple that need done pretty soon before things get worser. Have decided for sure that I am gonna replace the vinyl flooring in the kitchen an' living area. Ain't a thing wrong with what I got other than it needs to be extended 2 feet further forward with no joints 8' X 14'. May change color an' design....keep up with the Jones. "Break out the duck tape Billy Bob".
By the way, the vinyl flooring is "loose lay" vinyl. Ya don't glue it down, ya use double sided tape especially made for this kind of job an' this kind of vinyl. Not many people know that....just thought I'd let ya know.

With all the rains for the last week, I've pretty much had to remain inside "da house" But today, there's a ton of sunshine out there. Time to do something. Ha ha, maybe go sit on "da deck", sip up a cup an' do some think'n.

Oh yeah, did I tell ya I bought two mater plants? They bout a week or so old now. Man boy howdy, you should see them suckers grow. Since 5/23 they growed right bout 3 1/2 inch. Got a little yeller flower on one an' a tiny little mater on the other. Big Boys an' Better Boys. Opps, somebody eat my little yeller flower.

Ok, it's later now, got to take me up a pain pill for my hip. This is what I'm talk'n bout....it ain't fixed yet. 


 

Update......Grrrrrrr...Procedure #1 is complete

Wiping tears from my eyes, but let me get to the begin'n first.

We showed up 30 minutes early for my appointment, think'n like a dumb ass, that they would call my name early. Ha ha, forget any idea like that. I asks the nice receptionist lady if'n I had time to go outside an' light up a smoke....Oh yes, you have PLENTY of time". Two smokes later, it's com'n up on 5pm an' my butt is hurt'n from sit'n in that waiting room chair for so long. I'm think'n I'm up next. WRONG!!!!

5:15 my name is called. I go sit in a little room for another 20 or 30 minutes. Now the good part. A wonderful nurse comes in an' says "are you ready for this"? An' she stabs a needle on my hand. One the gentlest stabs I ever feel. Sit some more. I hear cars start'n up outside, think'n the doctor is on his way home an' done forget all bout the old Billy Bob sit'n here. Get'n close to 6pm, I hear the maintenance man clean'n rooms....think'n I hear light switches go'n off an' the front door lock be'n activated. Ha, even Robert opened the little roon door to see if'n lights were still on. 

Here come another nurse....."let's go, follow me". Great big room with all kind of instruments in it...Undo yer pants an' lay yer ass right here". That weren't her exact words, but you know how I operate. The "guy" comes in, grabs holt to some kind of big ass rods an' stand's over my back. "Hey" I says..."my sedative, what about my sedative"? Girl makes a face an' injects me (in the already inserted needle). I'm wait'n to go to sleep. I'm wide awake when I feel a needle enter my poor little body. Hmmmm, that ain't so bad.....I get 3 more. He's done....leaves the room. I'm say'n "what the hell", less than 10 minutes after wait'n all freak'n afternoon.

I ask's the nice girl, "how long does it take for that injected stuff to start to work"? She say's...."while we're walk'n down the hall".

We get in the truck an' heads down the road to a eat'n place. I'm starve half to death. Robert says...."how ya feel daddy". I says...."I'm all excitis, I feel great". That was before the sedative wored off. I got this slight pain in my hip. I called a service station a station wagon....."have you lost yer mind Billy Bob"?

We ate till I got stomach pains.....I rip a 3 foot fart....we gotta go. Still pretty much pain free for the next couple hours....then the hip start hurt'n again. Sit in "that chair" for a few hours....falled slap asleep. Wake up, hip hurt. Go to bed at 3:30am.....sleep like a baby. Wake up, not bended over, straight like a board.....my hip hurt.

Now I ain't talk'n no big hurt like I had before, but a uncomfortable hurt. I'm think'n the shots were either placed in the wrong places or they should'a give me one more to fix the hip. Since this is a 2 week test, I'll bear with the uncomfort for that time. But you can batcha I'll be tell'n the doc bout it.

That was the good news, an' that were the bad news. But I am in so much better shape today than I was for the last 15 years. I can live with that.

Ok, it rained like hell in Texas. Now it's rain'n like hell in Georgia, but not near as bad. If'n I was to go outside an' walk around, I would be sop'n wet in nuttin flat. My poor deck is soaked. *think'n warped plywood* Why the hell didn't I cover it with tar paper under the rug thingy?
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Grrrrrrrr...., do you know how pisses off this Google shit makes me??? Why does it not update?

Update....Shoot'n up

Well shoot, I missed a post yesterday. But it really don't matter much, it were bout a bout of "sick like a dog" an' thought I was gonna die.

Today is procedure day. Gonna get me some shots in my back if'n you ain't been pay'n attention or ya ain't never been here before. Sure do hope these shots do me some good in the pain relief. Only wished they would last longer.

After what I read from a couple friends on Facebook that had back surgery, I sure am glad that surgeon last year didn't cut me open. Ain't no more to say bout that.

Will let ya know the outcome tomorrow. Procedure is at 3pm this afternoon. 
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I ain't gonna spend much time with a update. I wanna go outside an' do some jump'n jacks before it gets dark.
I ask the nice lady, "how long does it take for the back solution stuff work". She says..."while we're walk'n down the hall".