Seriously, I'm Pretty Graceful . . . Most of the Time

[raeschae]

Ugh, when I first started posting stories here, I decided that I wasn't going to turn this into a place for my own personal bull shit. But now I'm sitting here, staring at my Big Bang fic and wondering why no words are coming out of my brain. I have about four stories to be working on right now - most are time stamps and one shots - but I'm seriously blocked. I think it's because my knee is throbbing and Tylenol gave up the fight about two hours ago.

Here's the deal . . . last night, I was on the phone with my grandmother, because I'm an awesome granddaughter like that. I was talking to her on a blue tooth-esque, hands-free device while driving home from my little sister's house, right? And apparently, those of you who can walk and talk at the same time have one up on me, because I didn't notice the uneven sidewalk and my big-ass frame went flying through the air and sprawling across the pavement. Yep. Right in front of the gas station. Oh, and I maybe shrieked when it happened, too, so there was pretty much no way that anyone in that parking lot didn't see me. Good times.

I get up, some dude in a funny hat is rushing toward me to make sure I'm not broken, and I brush myself off with all of the grace and dignity one can muster after sprawling face-first on the pavement. My hand was scraped up and my phone was scratched, but I seriously thought it was just one of those surface pains that goes away after a few minutes, right? So I get home and take off my pants, because I'm pretty sure that I scraped my left knee.

Not only did I scrape it, but it looked like maybe someone shoved a tennis ball up under my skin and let it rest on my knee cap. Thing was seriously swollen that big. It was insane. So I kept it elevated, took some Tylenol, and promised that I would go to the doctor this morning if it was still grossly swollen, right? Well, thank God the swelling has gone down, but now the bruising starts and this fucker hurts like a BITCH.

So maybe that's why I can't write? Because my working theory at the moment is that all of my creativity resides in my left knee and now that it's bruised, it'll be awhile before I can do anything productive. Sounds as feasible as any excuse for writer's block, right?

Oh, fuck my life, this blows. I'm not good with immobile. Any suggestions on how to either a.) pass the time, or b.) not lose my mind?

Comments

[ldyghst.livejournal.com]

*hugs you*

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I'll take all the hugs I can get right now. Shit is painful, yo.

[tabaqui]

Ack! That does suck.
Well, always remember - R.I.C.E. Rest, ice, compression, elevation. I, personally, can't do ice because - ow - but yeah. Give it a shot and take some more Tylenol or, if you can, alternate Tylenol with aspirin as they're different drugs and you can take them in a sort of overlapping pattern.

And, to complement R.I.C.E - http://freerice.com/index.php
See how high your 'score' can go! :)

Feel well soon.

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the tip - I stopped at 1000 grains. Some kid should get maybe part of a bowl that way, right?

And I'm workin' on the rest of it, but staying in one place is sooo hard for me!

[peculiar-mind.livejournal.com]

aww that sucks :/ but i'm not getting anything out for my big-bang too so-- *sigh*

my excuse is sleep deprivation, i honestly forgot to sleep because i was reading, (2 nights, i slept some when my son was in daycare) me=fail

anyway suggestions... when i need to pass time, i play some dumb game or i read, or do some PhotoShop art, idk you'll find something XD

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

Thanks - I was dickin' around with PhotoShop, and normally that would keep my attention, but when I know I can't move, it's just frustrating!

Oh well - I'll figure it out . . . it's gotta stop hurting some time, I figure.

[nightporters.livejournal.com]

Write my essays?

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

It's an option, but I'm assuming you want to pass.

OH! NO SWEETIE.

[bewitchedjc.livejournal.com]

OK! 1. first put ice on that knee and elevate it. 2. don't do any unecessary walking. 3. take continue with Tylenol every 4 to 6 hours for pain as needed. 4. If you can bend it after couple days or four without pain should be fine but by all means see the doctor. (ice 15 to 20 minutes then remove and rest and reapply.). Also be careful while walking and you do not have big ass STOP that it was just an accident they happen. 5. Of course, if your in pain that will make it hard to think of writing right now, maybe when you feel a little better soon, sweetie. Love your writing. P. S. I'm a nurse so feel free to write for any advice to my email.

Re: OH! NO SWEETIE.

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I might take you up on it. Right now, I'm working on the whole elevation/icing thing . . . It's the staying in one place and not moving part that I'm having trouble with! Things I don't even normally want to use or play with or even look at seem so appealing right now. Like I'll sit down and suddenly I need to see that movie that I haven't bothered watching in the last six years, ya know? The brain's a funny thing!

[kiwiana.livejournal.com]

*clings to you*

Okay, as someone who dislocates her knee on a regular basis (old injury): elevate it. People say ice, but I've found getting some heat on it works better - it relaxes your muscles. Wheatpack (I assume y'all have them over there?), or a hot water bottle, or something. Mostly just be careful, and try not to damage your gorgeous self any more, okay? ♥

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

I've alternated between heat and cold all day - so I'm either going to be feeling better eventually, or my body's going to be so confused, it won't remember that it's in pain anymore. Either/or, I'm okay with it!

And I'll work on the not damaging myself thing, I swear. I really should watch where I'm going, but . . . sometimes you just need to humiliate yourself in public on occasion. Keeps ya humble, ya know? At least, that's what I'm telling myself.

[vamphile.livejournal.com]

BWAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

erm, i mean. are you okay?

darlin' you are too speshul to have to drive yourself places and stop to buy your own gas. maybe you could go back on little yellow bus with the rest of us?

erm, i mean, cold and elevate and sit still while i tell you a story. you ready? here goes.

Once upon a time, two men lived in... well, they worked in vancouver, but sometimes the lived in los angeles and it was all very complicated except for the simple parts like where they were both gorgeous and both in love with one another so hard they like, couldn't see straigt. (gay straight, get it?)

so one day, the pada-prince, (it's a name, shut up asks princess Ackles, (someone had to be a princess for a day, tomorrow they might switch up. and i thought i told you to sit still.) anyway pada-prince and princess ackles are having a royal dinner of hot wings and pizza, brought to them by one of the many serfs in Vancouver who answer the phone and will for a price, prepare such delicacies and bring them promptly to the J2 estated, (as long as it's within the j2 kingdom delivery area, not valid on sundays some restrictions may apply void where prohibited and thus they dined on in the manner of men, with their fingers.

And it came to pass... (i said sit still) that the Pada-prince had hot wing sauce on his face, and the princess Ackles became mesmerized by this small tantalizing bit of orange and soon found herself licking said bit of hot sauce directly from the pada-princes mouth.

the pada=prince had been noticing the small crumb of pizza crust on princess Ackles' chin and took this opportunity to curl his tongue around the morsel and taste both the texture and flaovor of the princess Ackles as well as the crust.

they enjoyed this so much that they made it a habit of licking one another's tongues, sealing their lips together so no one would know what they were doing.

and thus, the princess-ackles and the Pada-prince invented kissing.

now, stay still.

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

I heart you so hard right now. Seriously. I can't even. . .

I think you should totally write your entire Big Bang about Pada-Prince and Princess Ackles. I'll do the art myself if no one bites on this fairy tale of deliciousness!

[vamphile.livejournal.com]

but more importantly, did i have your rapt attention. did. you. sit. still?

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

Um, maybe I can distract you from this line of questioning with . . . the PadaLegs?

[vamphile.livejournal.com]

those are lovely legs.

SIT. STILL.

sheesh, how are you gonna get better if you decide you need to find your lost rubik's cube NOW?

if you don't stop i'm gonna have to tell you about how the pada-prince and princess ackles invented buttsex.

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

Now THAT might keep me still . . . or make me squirm. I'm not sure which, but either way, my eyes will be glued to this screen.

[vamphile.livejournal.com]

sigh, the things i do for you.

Once upon a time ine...oh you konw this part.

so they invented kissing, mostly because of hot sauce and pizza crumbs put partially because of those lips, (see above icon)

it came to pass that the pada-prince had a very special scepter and the fair princess ackles had an equally large wand. now this was actually somewhat problematic as the wand and scepter did not fit together the way the pada-prince had been raised to understand the joining of a pince and his princess but verily he loved the princess ackles, who, it is worth mentioning, was a really hot guy and not girly at all, not even a little, not even with girly lips and eyes. he was still pretty fucking guy like, and thus, the pada-prince was sure he wanted to join with the princess ackles but wasn't quite sure how.

it startes with the princess accles taking the pada-prince's hefty scepter inside himself via his mouth. (SIT STILL)

this was good. this was very good. both the pada-prince and princess ackles were a fan of full lips stretched wide and hot tongues flicking and pressing and eventually his seed was spilled and the pada-prince rejoiced...or tookaa nap, for men, these are often the same thing.

they were happy, but it wasnt' enough, it elt like nothing was enouh until one day princess ackles growled out "enough of this third base shit" and climbed on top of the pada-prince. he slicked the pada-princes's scepter with the royal astroglide and sank down, allowing the pada-prince deep inside himself. the pada-prince was lost to swirling emotion and you know, really hot sex, but he did not stay ost for long.

"pay attention fucker, i'm doign you next." the princess ackles stated demurely. the pada-prince's hazel eyes opened wide but as the princess ackles ground down on top of him, rippling muscles ove rhis cock and then rocking into his lap the pada-prince had no choice bu tto nod mutely and pull princess ackles into a chaste and pure kilss involving suction, tongues and and a heady lack of oxygen.

when they slept that night, princess ackles naked and half on top of the pada-prince, the pada-prince knew that whatevery they had found this night would be, forever more, known as the royal buttsex of love.

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

If I was allowed to move, I would wrap my legs around you right now.

*sigh*

And they lived happily-ever-after?

[vamphile.livejournal.com]

very happily, *nods*

sit still dammit!

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

I am, dammit! For the most part.

[vamphile.livejournal.com]

Harumph.

[plasticine-star.livejournal.com]

Pavement is evil. Almost the same thing happened to a friend when we where coming back from lunch yesterday. He tripped on one of those little concrete things that mark parking spaces? yea, ended up faceplanting in a big puddle of oil left by someone who needs an oil change now. The puddle was so big that he ended up covered in gunk from his chin down to his knees. Did he bitch about the pain and the big cut he got? nope, he was only worried about his light gray suit.

*sends you some chocolate covered J2 cookies*

[raeschae.livejournal.com]

Gah! At least I didn't have to walk around with anything staining the front of me. The weird thing is that it didn't even rip my pants or anything, so I was SHOCKED to get home and find it so swollen.