You know you're having a bad day when...

[reggie11]

I thought I'd let you all have a laugh at my expense.

Have you ever had one of those days that you wish you'd just slept through and not woken up until the following morning? Today has been one of those days. It started before daybreak when I was woken to the sound of garbage trucks and realised I had forgotten to take the trash out. Nothing drastic, but it set the tone for the rest of the day. When I next awoke, bleary eyed and still half asleep I reached over to the nightstand in the semi-dark room, fumbled open my medication and swallowed it, then with my eyes still pretty much closed I grabbed the glass of water I keep by the bed to take a big gulp to wash it down. That's when I felt something other than water go into my mouth. My eyes flew open as I bolted upright and spat water all over the bed...and unfortunately my cat, Pixel. And right in the middle of the wet patch on the doona was a very wet, soggy fly. I'd had a fly in my mouth. A fly. In. My. Mouth! After much vigorous teeth brushing, mouthwash swirling, and more than a little gagging, I staggered out to feed the cat and let her outside.

I went back into my room to clean up the flung aside water glass and that's when I noticed the medication box and remembered something. When the garbos woke me I had gotten up to pee and had taken my tablet early because I was really aching. When I woke up a couple of hours later I had popped the pill on autopilot. Great, now I'd accidentally doubled up on my slow release opiate painkillers. That was going to make the day interesting by the time the second dose kicked in...and last for the next 12 hours. I needed coffee. So I turned around to stomp out to the kitchen to make it, and that's when I slipped on some of the water that I'd spilled when I'd flung aside the glass. Hmm, lucky I'd taken that extra pain medication after all.

So I make my coffee (grumbling about my now sore butt that I'd fallen on) and realised that although it's only early Spring, the day was Summer hot. So I opened the huge sliding window (leaving the screen half opened so Pixel can come and go as she pleases), grabbed my laptop and sat on the sofa to read a fic and enjoy my morning coffee. I'd settled in and was feeling relaxed (and maybe just a little high from the pain meds) when the maintenance guy for my building decided to clean up the garden, and that he would start right outside my front window. I didn't notice him, or the big leaf blower he was carrying, because I was reading. The next minute the blower roared to life and pretty much every leaf from outside came flying through my window in a big cloud of dirt, dust, and pollen. So now I have the worst hayfever attack you can imagine and a living room full of garden detritus and sneezing so much I felt my head may literally explode from the force.

I gave up on my nice relaxing coffee, popped some antihistamines, and jumped into a hot steamy shower. It helped somewhat. I combed my hair and brushed my teeth and reached over to grab my deodorant from the cabinet in my tiny, tiny bathroom and knocked the (open) jar of my favourite face cream into the toilet because I'd forgotten to put the lid down. FML.

This afternoon I was kind of half napping - yep, still a little high from the tablets - and was brought to full wakefulness to pitiful distressed cat sounds. I raced into the living room to see Pixel lying in a very contorted position under the coffee table and my heart was in my throat. Visions of broken bones in my head, I pushed the table out of the way and discovered what the real problem was. I have absolutely no idea how she managed it, but her right leg was completely through her collar, which was pretty much almost choking her, and the buckle was lodged firmly under her armpit (pawpit?) and the wing of her shoulderblade was being pushed to what looked like an extremely painful angle. I'm very, very lucky that she's a gentle cat, because except for a tiny struggle when I first lifted her, she sat still on my lap while I fumbled and cursed and accidentally pulled out chunks of fur, trying to get the buckle undone, and again when I massaged feeling back into her shoulder. Actually I think she loved that part given the loud purring. I would have cut the damn thing off but I didn't see how I could get the blade of the scissors under the collar without hurting her even more. How she'd jumped back in through the window is a mystery.

The day didn't really improve much after that. I felt a little nauseous from the opiates, my head has been aching from the hayfever, I have a bruised behind, and my (normally very good around food) cat decided that my dinner looked a little too tempting while I was up getting something to drink and I came back in the room just in time to see her licking happily at my thai pork dumplings, which then had to be binned.

I give up. Can it be tomorrow already?

Comments

[firesign10.livejournal.com]

Wow, this was epic!! Holy crap!!!! I'd say you;re done, go back to bed now!!! *hugs*

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

*hugs you back* I may not get out of bed again for a week, lol. I feel like Lemony Snickett and today was a Series of Unfortunate Events o.O

[zara-zee.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. That really was a series of unfortunate events! I hope you're safely tucked up in bed now and that nothing, you know, falls on you...

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

Don't laugh (oh hell, go on, laugh) but that actually happened not so long ago. The painting above my bed fell on my head last summer. The gluey stuff on those removable hooks gave up the ghost from the heat. Luckily it's a canvas with no outer frame. Scared the shit out of me though, lol!

[blackrabbit42.livejournal.com]

Some days are just like that, even in Australia.

One morning I was doing the same bleary-eyed med dispense, and I lined up my cholesterol pills, my migraine meds, and my son't multiple ADHD and bipolar meds. Then promptly took them all, one after the other, including son's meds. That was the day that I discovered I could never be bulimic, because no matter what I did, I could not throw up on purpose, as the pharmacy advised me to do.

Been there my friend!

[meus_venator]

No, don't say there are bad days in Australia…. it's my daydream happy place as I shiver in Canada!

OMG! When stuff goes wrong it goes really wrong.

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

Oh shit, really?! That must've been scary as hell. I've been on a higher dose than I'm currently taking so I knew it wasn't going to be too much of a big deal, just really dumbass.

[herminekurotowa.livejournal.com]

It seems like you could use a hug.

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

SQUEEEEEEEEE!!!! That's so cute. Yay for kitten hugs! Thank you :)

[meus_venator]

You know, you couldn't write stuff like that. No one would believe it.
* pets you till you purr * I really do think you need to be wrapped in bubble wrap 24/7, it's the only way.
((HUGS)) and magic wands it to tomorrow.

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

Maybe I should write J2 fic based on my ridiculous accident prone self. I have had the most ridiculous injuries, embarrassing incidents, and general klutziness that would probably make a good crack fic. Just make one of the Js me, and the other an amalgamation of my long suffering friends, family and boyfriends. I could even add porn because I am just that much of a sad klutz that I've injured myself during sex. The bed broke, it wasn't my fault...truly!

I'm nicely tucked up in bed with my laptop so I think I'm pretty safe now. Although I'm still freaked out about the fly. I've brushed my teeth way too many times today.

Thanks for the hugs, ma'am :)

[grean.livejournal.com]

Dean says you get a do over.

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

Ha! Noooooo, tomorrow is Tuesday!! LOL

Actually that probably means I'm safe. If today had been Tuesday I might've had to worry ;)

[amberdreams.livejournal.com]

If they put this in an episode of Some Mothers do Have 'Em we'd have put it all down to great slapstick writing...OMG girl, you (and your cat) need wrapping up in bubblewrap for a few days!

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

Oh God, I AM Frank Spencer! That's scary! At least there were no broken bones, or stitches, or visits to the ER, so all in all I've had worse. But man, it really was a crappy day for both me and Pixel the Wondercat.

[ephermeralk.livejournal.com]

OH NO!!!

that is epically awful.

Hope it gets better SOON!!!

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

I'm being all philosophically Annie about it. Tomorrow - it's only a day away :)

[fufaraw]

Dude. It's like dominoes, the first one falls, and then all the others just topple, and there's no way to stop it.

::gets box. packs full of bubblewrap. mails to you:: You're not the only one of my friends who needs a constant supply of bubblewrap, my love. Some days I need to nest in it, myself.

Take care of yourself--we'd miss you if you were MIA!

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

Thanks! ((hugs you)) Imagine how much fun we could have all wrapped up in bubble wrap. I think I'd roll around the floor making popping noises like a three year old ;)

It's a new day today and things have already started off much better. The hayfever is under control with the help of modern medicine, Pixel woke me up with her version of kisses, and the cargo pants I bought off ebay arrived and actually fit me perfectly!

[somer.livejournal.com]

LAMO Seriously, I shouldn't laugh, not at all, because double meds and fly in mouth and hayfever and man, I'm sorry? I'm really sorry?

And that's why I keep a water BOTTLE on my nightstand, not a glass. Apart from that, fuck, dude, I have no advice. I just hope the next day goes better than this one. That's was an awful lot of bad luck...

*hugs*

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

You're allowed to laugh, even I'm laughing about it today. I'm definitely going to use a water bottle now because, man, that was so unbelievably gross. Although it could have been worse as meus_venator pointed out with her spider in the mouth story. I'd still be rocking in a corner muttering like a lunatic if that had happened to me *shudder*

I'm kind of used to having crap like this happen, weird shit happens around me way too often. It's why a friend dubbed me Chernobyl the walking disaster ;)

[chellexxx.livejournal.com]

I'm allowed to laugh & sympathise at the same time .... right?

I ran to answer my phone once, i made it to the bottom of the stairs, smashed my wrist on my banister & stubbed my toe. There was no one on the phone when i managed to hobble there grrrr

I broke my watch & broke my big toe. The X-ray looked like snow, i'd crushed the bone so badly


I really hope that today was a better day for you.

((Hugs))

xxx

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

Oh holy cow, that sounds horrifically painful! I've broken toes but never my big toe and never that bad - ouch!

But yes you may definitely laugh, I did. By mid-afternoon I was feeling miserable but still had to chuckle at how insane everything was. Today was much, much better. I got some new clothes, my bestie sent me DVDs of shows I'd been hanging out to watch but couldn't afford to buy myself, my cat has been cuddling the hell out of me and I'm plotting out a new fic :)

Thanks for the hugs and right back at you xx

[casey28.livejournal.com]

It sounds like you had the worst day ever! I hope today is big improvement for you. *hugs*

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

Yep, it's all good now. When I have a bad day I don't mess around, lol!

[jj1564.livejournal.com]

I missed this when you posted it, so I really hope your luck has improved since then! I bet you felt like you'd touched then lost the unlucky rabbit's foot! I do commiserate but I confess you made me laugh out loud too, when it got to this bit..

'..pretty much every leaf from outside came flying through my window in a big cloud of dirt, dust, and pollen...'

I know it's wrong to laugh at other's misfortunes but it's the way you've written it, so funny, thanks!

PS I hope Pixel is okay now, my cat did the same even though it was a 'safety' collar!

[reggie11.livejournal.com]

No, you should laugh! It really was the most ludicrous set of circumstances, and even I ended up laughing how ridiculous it was.

Glad you liked my description of the garden ending up inside. I swear, the maintenance guy that services our building once per week is as dumb as a box of hammers. He wields that leaf blower like a small child with a toy sword, swirling it all over the place. The leaves just end up in a different spot (like my living room) but still there.

Pixel is fine bit I'm probably not going to put a collar on her again, it scared the daylights out of me. I have this fear of her choking and not being close by to save her. I looked at safety collars but the said they need 5 kilos of pressure to release the clip. Pixel isn't heavy enough so if she managed to snag herself on a fence, it wouldn't break free.

You should have seen the little bugger when I had her spayed. She had a bucket on her head that no matter what we did, she managed to wriggle out of it to bite at her stitches. I ended up having to take her back to the vet for antibiotics for an infection, and she had to stay there for 12 days so they could keep the bucket on her. It cost me so much money that I couldn't even pay my rent! Lucky I love her :)