So I had gallbladder surgery yesterday. It was actually pretty neat! I got there around 11 am and they got me prepped for surgery. At noon, I was taken into a big surgery room and laid down and like that I was out like a light! When I came to, I was recovering very nicely in a recovery room. it was pretty surreal to go fade out and then wake up moments later and everything's all done!
Everything's a bit sore. I have several small incisions that are taped up. They did exploratory surgery in my abdomen to see if anything else was wrong and found everything to be ok. They also found a gallstone in my bile duct and got rid of that too.
I'm on Vicodin and it is good stuff! I've never been on a painkiller before but this thing works. Monica, Jeff, Laura and Josh got me some beautiful flowers that are on top of my nightstand so I can peek at them all the time when I wake up or need a pick me up!
All in all, I'm happy to have gone through this and hope to be ouch free soon.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Crazy Yet Cool Nightmare
I don't really have nightmares anymore....though I think last night might have qualified as one. It was actually pretty cool though. Sometimes it's just amazing what your mind can come up with story and visual-wise. Or maybe there's something else behind this particular one?
Anyway, we're in a Victorian house. Me and several girls and some guys I have no idea about. Mostly a collegey crowd. Suddenly, one of the girls is killed by a slasher in this eerie well lit white basement below. It's pretty gruesome and we saw the slasher. He had a huge square cleaver and a burlap bag over his head, but then he disappeared.
So we're all freaked out by now and head up to the living room to stay together since there's safety in numbers. The living room is a mix of modern and Victorian items and we're all hanging out when one of the older guys in the bunch tells everyone to close their eyes for a story he's going to tell.
Suddenly, as the story is being told, a doppelganger of the guy that was about to tell the story, emerges through a weird squeeze in the wall and the guy who was going to tell the the story gets sucked sideways into the wall to vanish forever. The doppelganger continues his story telling about a being that's been there since 1910 and that someone has died in the house every year since. While he's telling the story of the house, the inside of the room does some cool shifting and changing of colors and warping as new things are added. When everyone opens their eyes, they have no clue that it's the doppelganger there and don't seem to care about the new arrangement of the room.
So they begin to depart and I see some of the people gathering and talking about going out for the night. One of the girls is smoking and looking like she wants to leave. To my shock, I find myself left alone in the creepy house. I start looking for a way to escape when this young boy with spikey auburn hair finds me and holds my hand. But he's not just holding my hand, he's leading me out the front door, then the front yard and gate to just outside the house.
He then tells me, "You're too good to be here for what I have planned for them. But you better stay good the rest of your life or I will come and find you and kill you." I'm freaking out as I walk away down the sidewalk and suddenly the boy laughs and vanishes, then a crow appears and buzzes past me as the laughter still rings in my ears.
Anyway, we're in a Victorian house. Me and several girls and some guys I have no idea about. Mostly a collegey crowd. Suddenly, one of the girls is killed by a slasher in this eerie well lit white basement below. It's pretty gruesome and we saw the slasher. He had a huge square cleaver and a burlap bag over his head, but then he disappeared.
So we're all freaked out by now and head up to the living room to stay together since there's safety in numbers. The living room is a mix of modern and Victorian items and we're all hanging out when one of the older guys in the bunch tells everyone to close their eyes for a story he's going to tell.
Suddenly, as the story is being told, a doppelganger of the guy that was about to tell the story, emerges through a weird squeeze in the wall and the guy who was going to tell the the story gets sucked sideways into the wall to vanish forever. The doppelganger continues his story telling about a being that's been there since 1910 and that someone has died in the house every year since. While he's telling the story of the house, the inside of the room does some cool shifting and changing of colors and warping as new things are added. When everyone opens their eyes, they have no clue that it's the doppelganger there and don't seem to care about the new arrangement of the room.
So they begin to depart and I see some of the people gathering and talking about going out for the night. One of the girls is smoking and looking like she wants to leave. To my shock, I find myself left alone in the creepy house. I start looking for a way to escape when this young boy with spikey auburn hair finds me and holds my hand. But he's not just holding my hand, he's leading me out the front door, then the front yard and gate to just outside the house.
He then tells me, "You're too good to be here for what I have planned for them. But you better stay good the rest of your life or I will come and find you and kill you." I'm freaking out as I walk away down the sidewalk and suddenly the boy laughs and vanishes, then a crow appears and buzzes past me as the laughter still rings in my ears.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Wonderful times
Life has been very good to me lately. My family came to visit over the weekend and we had a great time catching up on things. And a few weeks before that, I got to see Monica. What more awesomeness could life bring me?
Anyway, I've been very happy. What I did notice though is that not fully presenting as myself leaves me very uncomfortable. It's a weird feeling. I guess it's a very unauthentic feeling. Thankfully, I haven't had to feel that way in a long time.
Work has been very busy this month so far, as we deal with budget cuts and have to make do with less. It's been a bit stressful and now we have new servers to get ready as well. Some days I don't have to work as hard as others, but lately it's been non-stop crazy action!
Anyway, I've been very happy. What I did notice though is that not fully presenting as myself leaves me very uncomfortable. It's a weird feeling. I guess it's a very unauthentic feeling. Thankfully, I haven't had to feel that way in a long time.
Work has been very busy this month so far, as we deal with budget cuts and have to make do with less. It's been a bit stressful and now we have new servers to get ready as well. Some days I don't have to work as hard as others, but lately it's been non-stop crazy action!
Friday, April 24, 2009
Yikes!
Things have been much better lately. It is amazing how weird hormones can be at times. Thankfully, my medication is back to work again and those bad feelings are gone.
On the bright side, life has been wonderfully lately! I got to see everyone in Fort Wayne a couple weeks back and we had an amazing time! We got to go shopping, hangout and relax, see Monsters vs. Aliens (which was simply adorable), and enjoy some lovely meals out! The best part was being around those I care and love. Maybe that helped energize me in so many ways.
On the bright side, life has been wonderfully lately! I got to see everyone in Fort Wayne a couple weeks back and we had an amazing time! We got to go shopping, hangout and relax, see Monsters vs. Aliens (which was simply adorable), and enjoy some lovely meals out! The best part was being around those I care and love. Maybe that helped energize me in so many ways.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Horrible Depression
It's hitting me again and it sucks. There's really no reason for me to be depressed and I'm on my meds as well. I spent all yesterday evening when I got home in bed asleep. I felt horrible...even suicidal at times. As I drove home I wondered of unique areas to run my car off the road and hit something without hurting anyone else.
These thoughts are horrible and dark. I don't get why they are happening. I just want to be happy and now it seems as though my medication isn't working. :(
These thoughts are horrible and dark. I don't get why they are happening. I just want to be happy and now it seems as though my medication isn't working. :(
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Fable Goodness
Lately, my game of choice has been Fable 2. It is a very well done game and it has so much replay value! In fact I'm playing it through for the third time around because it's so cool.Your character has the option of being Good or Evil, Corrupt or Pure, Funny or Serious, Straight or Gay/Lesbian, you name it! There's so much to do. You can have multiple families, or no families and your kids eventually grow up as well. Each of your choices changes the appearance of your character. You can buy and remodel your homes as well, and there's all sorts of different clothes you can buy and even dye for your character.
The combat system is way fun too. You can be good at melee, ranged, or magic, or even all three!
The best part though is the storyline and the world they have created. I never played Fable 1, but this one takes place 500 years after that and includes many of the characters being referenced from the first game. There are lots of emotionally charged scenes and the voice acting is great as well. I simply could listen to Zoe Wanamaker's voice forever.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Missing Others
There are a lot of people in my life who I care deeply about. When I am with them, I have the greatest times ever, and when I am away from them, I do miss them, especially right after leaving.
Sadly, though, I've been noticing that I seem to have some problems with the feelings of missing people.
My coworker, today, was devastated the point of crying because her boyfriend was going to be arriving a week later than her was hoping to. She was a wreck. Last year, I remember feeling horrible when I hurt Monica terribly when I had to leave so soon from the visit for her mother's funeral.
I wonder if I am faulty that I can never seem to develop the passion to hurt or ache enough when people I love are not there? It makes me feel sad that I don't have these feelings. While I miss people I care about, I wonder if I am only paying it lip service. What happened to me to make me not feel the pain of heartache from missing those I love in my life?
Sadly, though, I've been noticing that I seem to have some problems with the feelings of missing people.
My coworker, today, was devastated the point of crying because her boyfriend was going to be arriving a week later than her was hoping to. She was a wreck. Last year, I remember feeling horrible when I hurt Monica terribly when I had to leave so soon from the visit for her mother's funeral.
I wonder if I am faulty that I can never seem to develop the passion to hurt or ache enough when people I love are not there? It makes me feel sad that I don't have these feelings. While I miss people I care about, I wonder if I am only paying it lip service. What happened to me to make me not feel the pain of heartache from missing those I love in my life?
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