Well, not only is my wrist feeling better, my brain is working much better than it was yesterday in that haze of drugs.

Also, apparently I'm allergic to ones of the materials they used in the dressing, which was a fun discovery today.

So my day today consisted of waking up, making breakfast (which was delicious because I didn't eat much yesterday/was hyped on Vicodin and didn't taste what I did, except for that chocolate chip muffin which was the best muffin ever, probably because of the drugs), tooling around on the internet for a while looking for clothes for my job this winter, and then sleeping. Now I'm awake again, and I'm probably going to eat some dinner and then go back to sleep, because Benadryl + Vicodin = very sleepy Joanna.

Fixing Things

So I got my wrist fixed today. Actually, I probably shouldn't be writing this because it doesn't feel awesome to move my fingers and takes a while longer to type than usual.

Anyway, went in this morning and was completely nervous until they brought me back, at which point everything calmed down a lot. Also, apparently hospitals have cushy chairs now instead of beds for outpatient surgeries.
So I put on my silly gown and housecoat and slipper socks (comfiest best thing ever) and sat there and met with like 4 people about what was going to be done and what kind of anesthesia they were going to use and then I finally got to go in and get on the table in the very chilly operating room.
Also, they had to run an IV, which I've never had before, and it feels so weird! I could feel the cold liquid running through my veins and I got so chilly!
So they put me out, and I woke up 45 minutes later on the table while they were dressing my wrist and started talking about pie. Yeah. No, I have no idea where that came from. For some reason, my next conscious memory after conking out was talking about pie.

Then I went to recovery, and everything was a lot more painful than they expected, so not only did I get the Vicodin I was supposed to, but also morphine because it hurt so much.

And now I'm all fuzzed out on Vicodin and my wrist hurts and I'm gonna go to sleep or watch a movie or something that doesn't involve moving.

Oh, and I got a chocolate chip muffin in recovery! Muffin and chocolate, together? Awesome.

Also, there were about 11 typos in this that I fixed because I can't type well right now and my brain isn't really working well either.

3-Minute Chocolate Fix

So there's this magical recipe circling the interwebs for a 3-minutes, microwaveable chocolate cake in a mug.
It's not the best chocolate cake ever, but it sure does fix those cravings.


Microwave Chocolate Cake
from Dizzy Dee

Ingredients:

4 Tablespoons cake flour
4 Tablespoons sugar
2 Tablespoons cocoa
1 Egg
3 Tablespoons milk
3 Tablespoons oil
1 Mug

Mix flour, sugar and cocoa
Spoon in 1 egg
Pour in milk and oil, and mix well
Put in microwave for 3 minutes on maximum power

Now I tend to add chocolate savings to this, but they get a tad charred.

However, whatever you do, do not, I repeat DO NOT, try to add marshmallows in an attempt to add some gooey deliciousness to your cake.
You know what marshmallows do in the microwave?

They make everything end in tears.



Of laughter.

If you should choose to add marshmallows, they are delicious. Be prepared to clean up, or have kids around who want to pick it all off the microwave plate before you wash it (which I totally did not do....).

Oh, and get ready to hold your sides from laughing so much.