So far they have; helps to have my apartment manager's signature on it. She rolled her eyes-but I told her what happened; and yeah, also reported their cable theft to Comcast.

I am about to (crutch it) head out the door to see my PCP. I woke up at exactly 07:55 this morning. How do I know? Because my hip is literally exploding in a horrible, nauseating pain (I swallow vomit-gross, I know-about every 10-15 minutes. My PCP will at least be giving me a Demerol shot for pain, and yes-I do have a driver. The orthopedist is going to talk to him/me, and we're going to discuss that I may need a hip replacement instead of the core decompression procedure that they have planned for the 15th, and this means a blood transfusion; problem is although my blood type isn't terribly uncommon (about 6% of the population, so it's not like I am AB negative), but I have weird markers: they'll either be giving me 2 units (the max one donor can give) of my dad's blood--but given who and what he is, that would be if they can get him to come down and donate--or the universal donor blood, O-negative, because hip replacements are bloody, and usually they have to give 3-4 units of blood. Sucks, but at 07:55 this morning, I was instantly wide awake, because my hip suddenly exploded (only way to describe how it felt) in a severe, nauseating, and burning pain...I mean, when you actually either throw up (my prob is if I don't swallow, once I start, I don't stop), or have to swallow, and are crying and thinking about 911. But given the manner in which the ER treated me, I quickly remembered that and decided to page my doc instead. His office was open at 0800, and they had the nurse on the line in about 3 minutes-guess I sounded pretty bad. And since coffee is the first thing i normally reach for, not methadone, diazepam, and oxycodone; and chase them all together--and still absolutely no relief, which is highly unusual, I called the PCP, gave them the head's up, and everyone's agreed that we need to assess for a hip replacement today: not the core decompression that is scheduled. Sh**. And I may be admitted to the hospital.

I don't have a laptop-might be able to talk my mom into loaning me hers-or dad his; but no garauntees. I don't know if I can access or post on this site; but I'll try. If not, my email is spacemonkey2011@yahoo.com. I can get email from my cell, as well as IM's. My IM handle is on Yahoo, and it's the same: spacemonkey2011, if anyone drops me a line. I doubt they'll admit me today, but if I don't post again today with an update, it's probably cuz they did. And yes, I have my chargers in my bag, my Kindle, spare underwear, and a clean pair of pajama bottoms, Just in case. A small bottle of REAL shampoo and conditioner, a brush (real one), hair ties, and real soap. Just a few basics: I hate the crap at the hospital: and days like today-anything can happen: from a mere shot of Demerol and an x-ray (which is the for sure), to being stuck in the hospital for pain control and the surgery. I don't know what's gonna happen. We'll have to see. But I really gotta get going: my ride will be here shortly, and it's gonna take a few minutes to get down the stairs.

Pray.....I actually am hoping they just replace the dang thing and get it over with. But at least, wish me luck!!! So, I shall try to post, but no garauntees: not a "smart phone," so anyhow-hope ya all have a most excellent day!

God Bless.