Having an award co-named for my yearlong predicament is an honor and I must thank my parents, my husband, my son, and the academy for this honor. It has also been a predicament deciding who to vote for, for this prestigious award.
One week after having surgery to remove some of the metal from my original broken elbow, I was taken back to surgery after my incision burst at the seams and spewed forth a beach-towel's worth of serosanguinous fluid, and while under the influence of Versed, Valium and an appetizer of Propofol, the winner came to me.
The Broken Elbow Award:
The Straight Story. Even though he has not been as clearly vocal this past year about his various and sundry complaints for himself, his daughter, and his ex-wife, his past rants and obvious attempts at milking money from the other DUmmies are one for the ages. From shooting innocent kittens and being subjected to living in his fundie father's basement, TSS is the ultimate chronic complainer. He appears to save up his whining and passive aggressive modes for getting money from other DUmmies for Christmastime so he may still score big points after the votes for this award are due.
Oh, and since I had an IV during every one of my surgeries filled with various chemicals, does that mean I, too, was receiving chemotherapy just like demtenjeep (aka Greenbrier, aka Pam Dawson)? I think so.