Something To Think About

War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself.
--John Stewart Mill--

Ankle Problems

Just when things seemed to be looking up...life sticks it's foot out and trips you. Then drops a brick on your head.
Ok, so maybe not so dramatic, but the results from the MRI of my bum ankle came back. The tendons are fine. No tendonitis, no tears.
My ligaments, however, did not come out as well. 2 of them are torn, one completely, one almost completely, and I have an anterior impingement. Which reminds me, time for my drug cocktail. Too bad it's nothing stronger that 2 Aleve and ibprofen 800.
So, seeing as how I didn't sprain it in the recent past, I have a dilemma. The last major injury I had was in 2004, when I rolled it. I took 8 months off everything, did physical therapy, the whole bit, and was told it was fine. And 4 years later, here I am. However, now, the healing process has passed me up.
So, onto physical therapy again. Doesn't heal? Sucks for me. I'll be looking for a new career, most likely behind a desk.
I'm beginning to think God does have a sense of humor.

Cars, life, and insurance.

Germany apparently has driving requirements I've never needed to be aware of. Since I'm moving there, however, I'm finding this out. Like the fact that all vehicles must have snow tires, chains, warning triangle... and, um...there's something else that's slipping my mind right now. Considering this is a very cold, snowy area when it's that time of year (such as now), DH and I had a long conversation about vehicles. We've come to the conclusion that his little Mitsubishi eclipse isn't the most logical choice. Not to mention I've never liked that car. So we started looking around at smaller SUVs, mainly hybrids, and we've decided on a Ford Escape Hybrid. It gets 34 mpg highway and 30 mpg city, which is better than his car. It's not too expensive compared to the others, but I still want to wait until we get the credit cards paid off and all the other bills taken care of. It's also not the Acura TL he was looking at, and I think he's still holding out on that one, lol. We'll see how it all works out I guess.

I'm super glad that Tricare(health insurance...really good insurance but a major pain in the ass when it comes to getting referrals and authorization... I guess it's a small price to pay for having to pay almost nothing) finally authorized my MRI for my ankle. I'm hoping it's nothing serious and just some tendonitis and a tear like the orthopedist said, and we can get whatever treatment is necessary done before my flight leaves on the 7th. So far Tricare has been mucho cooperative, which makes things sooo much nicer.

Each day is a little closer...

It's gotten down to less than 30 days before I leave, which is exciting and frightening all at the same time. My flight had to be changed so it got pushed out further, but that didn't happen till I'd already sent the personal property shipment. So now I have to pack a crap load of stuff that needs to go and ship it through the post office, and pay for it myself. I just sorted through the clothes I'm going to be keeping here, and my wardrobe is down to a quarter of my closet and about 5 pairs of jeans. About 5-7 shirts that I have are workout shirts, as well as other workout clothes (since I'm still hoping that after my appointment with the orthopedist I'll be able to use my ankle again... if not, those clothes are going too!). The amount of actual clothes that I'm keeping here to wear is phenomenally small. I'm keeping a pair of sneakers, flip flops(for quick runs outside), and a couple pairs of flats. I hate having to do this all so fast, but that means I get to leave and start my life in a whole new place where no one knows me and I don't have to deal with the BS here anymore. Sometimes I think that's the only thing keeping me going.