If It's Not One Thing...

Then it's gotta be three others... I managed to make it through my daughter's graduation and dinner afterwards but by then she was done to a fare-thee-well and I was worse.  So I wasn't able to go to my son's Spring choral recital.  Fortunately my dad recorded it!   She graduated on the 21st.  I'm still recovering.  I still have the bruise on my left wrist/arm from where I went down the Ramp From Hell in my wheelchair.  I couldn't get my chair to slow down even trying to stop the wheels with my racing gloves on and regardless of what the idjet woman in the orange vest said to my son about how he should have helped me (yes, the one who didn't even hop up to help) he wouldn't have been able to stop me unless he'd been pushing me from the start and even then he'd have had a hard time!!  Like I said, Ramp From Hell.  All architects... wait, make that all architects AND building inspectors yada yada, should be required to spend a week... no wait, make that TWO WEEKS using crutches, then two weeks on a cane and then two weeks in a chair... all of them with various body parts in devices that don't allow them to have various levels of 'disability'.  And I hate to tell these people something but Gee Golly Whillikers!

Okay... falling asleep now!!  More latter!!

bleh

Star doesn't feel good.  I had to go get him antibiotics because he now has an abcess on his head in addition to his eye being infected/hurt/whatever it is.  Trying to keep him in is about as easy as keeping a Childhood Onset Bipolar/ADD kid out of the street when there is something shiny on the other side.  ::sigh::  The weather is being... interesting which means that I'm feeling... interesting.  Isn't life grand?

This also means that Star is in Ultimate Ninja Mode.  Now you see him.  Now you don't.  Sometimes he's by my head purring and letting me pet him, the next minute he thinks I'm Satan and is hissing at me to let me know What For!