Showing posts with label HospitalGownsAreSexy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label HospitalGownsAreSexy. Show all posts

Friday, June 12, 2009

What've you been up to?

So I'm now Twitter's bitch. I text updates ALL the damn time. I love it. Me and Twitter are gettin maaaaaarried...

Had another (and hopefully my last) back procedure done on Tuesday. Didn't swear at my doc nearly as much. I actually tried really hard not to swear at all. They got my IV in on the first stick, totally awesome! The Drugs actually knocked me out, but not before the unholy pain of "checking the nerve endings..." My doc gives me like 6 shots of lidocane, while I'm muttering curses under my breathe the whole time. But they weren't loud ones, so it's ok right? Then they put the grounding pad on my calve and the tech's talking some shit, so I tell the Dr he should smack him. The Dr does not hear me correctly, and says "What? Did you say just smack it?!?!" as he stands at the ass end of me. I quickly correct him, but the tech escapes the pimp slap... Then the needles are inserted at the 4 nerves of shittiness, and the machine is fired up. First nerve I'm muttering under my breathe and Dr hysterical is saying "What's my name?" I say no. Nerve number 2 is up and he says "Come on, say my name..." This guy is a fool but I find him hilarious thru the pain and drugs that will come soon. Nerve number 2 hurts like a little bitch so I say "OMFG!!!" Which the Dr of course hears and gloats to all the nurses and techs that I called him God. As I swear thru the "testing" of nerves 3 and 4 he keeps talking (He must think he distracts from the pain. Not so much Mr Dr guy...) about "God huh? No... I'm not a God... I'm just a Dr..." Fool. Then the nurse pumps the drugs into my sweet one-stick-IV and I think, "Hmmmm, my head's getting fuzzy..." And then I wake up in recovery. Nice.

I celebrated my birthday 6 June and it was fucking insane. Remind me to post on that another day, and I have pictures. Oh it will be awesome.

I got all drugged up Wednesday and ordered a Bamboo Fun Pen Tablet. With overnight shipping of course. My new toy arrived yesterday and it's fucking BOMB! I installed the software that came with it (COREL PAINTER 4 is fucking sweet action), but was able to use the software for like 2 seconds and haven't been able to get back into it since. BUT while I was in it, I made a couple of sweet works of art that I will now share with you fine people. Prepare to be blown away:

First Picture. My buddy Crossbow was riding my ass to send her a picture, and my drugged out brain came up with this.

Second Picture I was hella hungry. It did result in Crossbow bringing me some food though, so I'm good with that.

I could no longer get into my sweet Corel Painter, and turned to MS Paint. Don't hate on my mad skillz yo.

P.S. Fuck Kanser kiddies!

Monday, February 04, 2008

Fuck the World (just for Inner Voices)

My eyebrows are starting to grow back! I'm so stoked, you have no idea.

And my hair is now what someone recently called "duck fluff." Not sure if that's a good thing or not, but it's a centimeter long bitches!

This week was pretty good. Pretty damn good.

What'd I do? Nothing remarkable. But I'm doin good.

Last radiation on friday. Sweet Action much? I think so.

To show you how awesome I've been, let's have some pictures:

Circe

The bathrooms at Circe

My fingernails after I clipped them.

A pamphlet the Dr's office put out regarding your mom.

You have angered the Chicken Hat. Just when you thought it was safe to forget about it... At least it's not sitting in your living room watching you take a nap on the couch.

Me a mere minutes before the port removal.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Next!

Let's put that little post behind us and move onto happier things.

My hair, while growing back, is not thick. If it weren't for my daily microwave sessions (radiation) I'd be shaving that bitch.

I'm not a fan of hospital gowns. I "get" to wear one every day for radiation.

I've been kicking it with one of my friends (I'll think of a good name for her soon, I swear) almost every day for over a week. And I still full-on love her. Awesome much? I think so.

I need to get to radiation, so I'm going to say I'll be back, and you're going to pretend to believe me.

Much love.