The Return of the Gimp
Just when you think you're over the worst of it, you discover that you're not.
After having had 4 huge, boozy martinis at Slack Alice's with a bunch of friends on Friday night, I was feeling no pain. We then proceeded to Crews/Tango where I had two vodka-and-ginger-ales. I was feeling so good that I started to dance a little. Not a lot. Just a little. Seriously. It was for the duration of 3 songs. Nothing heinous. Or so I thought.
Big mistake.
On Saturday morning I awoke to the realization that I could not walk. At all. Without screams of pain emanating from yours truly. I thought that my leg/knee/lower back was significantly better on Friday. Now here I am, worse off than when I first starting going to physiotherapy. I've rested up for the entire weekend, but now it's Sunday night and I'm still relying on the stair bannister to get to my bedroom.
Ugh. Time for a second opinion on my leg/knee/back pain.
Aside from the inconvenience and pain, I did manage to spend time with friends and family. My good friend, BizarroReese, and I decided to go late-night Wal-Mart shopping for some minor errands. It was rather hilarious. He grabbed a courtesy wheelchair and zoomed me all over the practically empty department store. It was so fun. He would pretend to lose his grip on my wheelchair when we rode downhill on the "movators". "Gonna fall? Not gonna fall! Gonna fall? Not gonna fall!" I think we made several blue-smocked staffers laugh pretty hard watching our antics.
My favourite part was when he would wheel me past attractive women.... and then leave me right behind them. He would do it so non-chalantly and quickly that I didn't have time to protest. They would turn around, and be startled as they would nearly collide into a wheelchair-bound Reese just sitting there helpless. It was as if to say, "Hey, I've been abandoned. Help me!?!" I would just sit there, completely embarassed, and attempting to look in the other direction. He would then come down the aisle and say "There you are! You always sneak off when I'm not looking! Stop bothering these nice ladies!"
Oh man. I love that guy. If laughter is the best medicine, then I'd be all healed up and have the constitution of an ox.
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A couple of strange Wal-Mart finds:
- "The Simpsons" Cola:
- Homer's Mmm... Cola
- Maggie & Homer's Ahh... Yes! Orange Cream Soda
- Lisa's Magnificent! Lemon Lime Soda
- Bart's Ay Carumba! Root Beer
- Kool-Aid Extreme (supposed to be a sports drink a la Gatorade)
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