Under the Influence

I am home after a trip to the doctor for a shot in the back.  With any luck, it will reduce my pain level by a lot for a few months.  Or, it might not. 

My little procedure was done under the poetically termed "twilight sedation," and I'm still a bit loopy.  I also walk funny, there's some pins-and-needles action going on, and I have a sore foot and hip.  I'm told I'll be back to more or less normal function by tomorrow, which is good because I have a ton of things to do to get ready for Ruby's party on Sunday.  I am deep into "manage the birthday girl's expectations" mode and I don't think it's going especially well.

Pokemon videos don't make any more sense in my slightly addled state than they do normally.  Carl keeps asking me to spell with him using old keyboard keys (i.e., not enough vowels) and Ruby decided that today was the day that it was absolutely necessary for her to teach me how to finger crochet, using a ball of yarn from my private strategic reserve.  I guess I didn't need it, after all.

I think I may go attempt a nap now, although normally they are not a good idea for me.