Today, I am off to the foot specialist where I am to get, most likely, a cortisone shot guided by an X-ray into the newly discovered arthritis across my mid foot. Yea!
I am happy to get a treatment that by all accounts should all but remove my pain for some period of time. However, I’ve had cortisone injections in the past. And they hurt like hell. So, I’m extremely anxious. Extremely.
In these moments, I don’t care about being butch (gasp), I just want to get through it. Here’s my strategy:
1. Take Ativan. This numbing pill is wonderful in situations like today. Check! Slight concern is making sure to take enough to help without turning into a bag of goo who needs to be poured back into the passenger seat for the ride home. We’ll see.
2. Support System. Bring the gorgeous fiancé and empower her to distract me and help me through anyway necessary – even so far as to remind me to be butch. Check! The time for sympathy is after the shot…perhaps when she’s pouring me into the passenger seat.
3. Focus on writing. Perhaps write a pithy little number about my anxiety. Oh, wait. Check!
Stay tuned for details on how we did. Whether I cried like a baby (ok in this situation), or actually grimaced like a butch.
It’s butch to ask for help when you need it. Today I need it. Be butch.
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About Butch Jaxon
I am a butch. This blog is about what I think.
If you do not know what butch means, you are probably on the wrong blog. In the interests of inclusion, though, I can tell you that “butch” means a lesbian that is big, strong, tough, more macho, less girly. Of course, there are no hard and fast rules – which is an ongoing theme in my blog (and hopefully, in the comments), but those are the basics. A butch will most likely not wear makeup. A butch is often referred to as “sir” by someone who is not paying attention.
What else? I am, after all, not just a butch. I am single and the happy mother of two. I am also a lover of, in no particular order, beer, bowties, breasts, movies, hiking, bookstores, travel, dogs, geocaching, polar bears, the gym, music, gadgets, and more. By day, I am an intrepid corporate entertainment lawyer. Although I try hard not to be labeled as such – sporting a bleached Mohawk, for example. Think more entertainment and less corporate. By night, bring it all on!
In my blog, I talk about things from a butch perspective, but this is not just for butches. We all love our femmes. Please do not let me offend femmes, mine in particular! If you like what you read here, I hope you will comment and let me know what you think. If you do not like what you read, well, what the hell do I care? Start your own blog.
Be butch.
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June 13th, 2012 at 10:27 AM
One of the great gifts from the Universe is Ativan! This old gal cant get a blood draw without one…or two. Taking care of yourself is smart and adult! Good luck today!
June 13th, 2012 at 1:07 PM
Bejai, thank you! I’ll post a follow up blog shortly to share with all how I did. =:o)