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August 10th, 2009 by Echos

Rainy Monday

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For a day that was uneventful, it was long. I spend the first four hours at the hospital while Dennis had his colonscopy. We got there before the sun came up, and sat in the waiting area, watching the doctors and nurses trickle in. The entire process took about three hours. I came home and paid on the bills, then took a nap. I was woken up by the thunderstorm crashing outside.
On the way to get the car, I passed the CT scan room. I still get shivers down my spine whenever I see one of those machines. I don’t know why they upset me as much as they do. Do I have an irrational fear of CTs? Was it because the one I went through shook, shimmied and squeaked and I had visions of the entire machine falling apart and me dying of radiation poisoning?
My surgery is scheduled for Wednesday, but it’s out patient. Hopefully, things will quiet down after this.
I also registered for a parking space. I finally got a place in that lot that I parked in for the last year and always got parking tickets for parking in. Now I don’t have any classes that are across the street from that parking lot anymore. :\ Isn’t that the way it always is?

July 30th, 2009 by Echos

This and That

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The pain is nearly a memory today. I’m not sure if it’s because I put medicine on last night or because I took that hot bath. Either way, I’m happier without it. It has no place in my life right now.
I seen something amusing on MSN today. Some neat-freak defines “clutter” as a drawer of unorganised things. Um…Do these reporters live in the real world? Stuff that can’t be seen isn’t clutter. Clutter is stuff messily thrown on shelves and littering the floor. If it’s in a drawer that can close it’s not clutter. Outta sight, outta mind.
Oh, this was sitting on my curtain, sharpening its fangs at me for the past ten minutes:

It’s now squished on the floor. Sorry. I can’t help spiders that strike at me when I go to shoo them out the window.
Chloe’s first ever picture:

Taken by her daddy’s guitarist because her daddy was passed out on the floor. xD

July 29th, 2009 by Echos

The Pain Worsens

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The pain got bad last night. Bad enough that it kept me awake from about midnight until dawn. I writhed in pain for hours. I was at that point where I was willing to do anything to get rid of it. I even slept cross-ways in the bed. I tried to sit up. I adjusted the temperature on the bed. Nothing relieved it. I finally fell asleep around 7am and woke up relatively pain-free. The pain is still there. I can still feel it. It’s just not as bad. At least this time around I didn’t scream and throw remote controls down behind the bed. *g*
I called my doctor today about the pain and he said there’s probably nothing he can do about it. Oh joy. I get to suffer for about ten more days while I wait for surgery and he won’t do anything for me? It’s not like I can’t have narcotics or morphine for the pain. Just a year ago, he was giving me weekly morphine injections to stop the pain I was having. Now I get this line that he ‘doesn’t know if he can do anything’ about the pain?! Yeah, right!
In other news, my older brother, Scott, is coming home for a few days next week. This should be good. He and I don’t generally get along, but we put on good acts for mom. His dad, Paul, is turning 75 next week, and he’s throwing him a small birthday party. I’ll probably post pictures. That’s what you want to see here, right? The Carrot Tops eating cake, getting fatter and wearing silly hats.

July 24th, 2009 by Echos

Hospital Pictures

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These are some pictures I took last night and today during my adventure to the hospital. I was in the ED with a male roommate. I didn’t think that was legal, but until I needed x-rays and had to pull up my shirt to have heart tests done, I didn’t think anything of it. It seems everyone decided to stab, shoot and beat each other with blunt objects last night, so they were doubling up the ED rooms.
The med student and my doctor:

They took forever getting me up to a room. I was wheeled around the ED, taken to CT, given chest x-rays, and several other tests. I noted that the janitor on that floor looked like the Son of Sam killer. Matt giggled. Come 2am, Matt made the remark there was no one there except “us and the serial killer”. He later told me when he left to charge my phone and take care of things here, ‘the serial killer’ came out right behind him. We had a good laugh about that.
The next morning..
The long and winding hallway:

A better shot:

Passing the nurses station:

I didn’t go too far from my room:

The view of the river and the oil refineries:

Despite there not being anything wrong with me, should I call Dennis and tell him that I was in the hospital? I watched one of his movies on iTunes and I felt really sad watching it. I want him home. Chloe, who is turning four years old tomorrow, asked me if her daddy was going to be here for her birthday. I had no answer. I said I hoped so. She said that’s all she wanted for her birthday. That made me sad. We have to work this out. For Chloe.