Fruit-Loop, Candy-Cane, Wierdo

Started summer school yesterday. I have to tell you, I hate hate hate the first day of classes. Is it really necessary to scare the be-jee-be's out of us?

I get way too stressed out about such things I suppose.

I also dyed my hair. :) Which has elicited multiple reactions from people. Mostly I've been told I'm having a mid-life crisis.

I can assure you I am not nearly old enough to have such things and if you knew me as a kid you would know hair dye is sort of something I enjoy.

Anyway.... I need to be more diligent about writing on here. I love you all so much and hate the idea that I'm forsaking my devoted readers.

I will try harder. :)

Truth v. Gossip

Yesterday I got a real good whiff of the gossip going around about me. And I have a few things to say about it...

1. When describing my physical attributes to people who don't know me, but for some reason need to know why you think I'm getting a divorce, accuracy is important.

Now I know it's so much less intimidating if I am the 'big girl' but let's be honest here people. I'm not fat and I'm not ugly. I know this is much more threatening to you and somehow makes my crimes harder to digest but if you're going to smear my name all over town at least have the decency to try for accuracy.

2. It seriously takes two people to make or break any relationship. Not just one... And it's not really your business anyway.

3. I lost everyone I know... It's taken me months to build up even the few friends that I have now. When you stop those people and tell them to watch out for me because I'm nothing but trouble you are quite literally undermining the tiny bits of happiness I have... Back the Frick off.

4. It's really really really tacky when the gossip that I get comes through people I don't even know. And it makes you ladies look really bad. What do you do at book club? Talk about books or people?

5. Small minds talk about people; great minds talk about ideas. I'm glad we've established which category you fall into.

Wow

I got in a car accident this week. Totally my fault. I rear ended a big SUV with a nice thick hitch right on the back. Naturally her car was unhurt.
Mine is a little worse for the wear but still alive.

I'm becoming a statistical anomaly.

Appendicitis

Well, what can I say... When it rains it pours... And this holds true in my life as well.

So about five years ago I started having this severe pain in my right side. I went to the doctor and after running the appropriate tests for infection ruled it to be an ovarian cyst and sent me on my way.

Every few months from then until now I would have some severe, put me out of commission for a few days (sometimes a week) pain in my right side. Anyone close to me knows this about my life. They would also know that I attributed it to cysts and learned to live with it.

Well lately (meaning last month and a half) the pain has been getting worse and more frequent. Finally culminating in an early morning visit to the instacare mid-April.

The instacare sent me home saying they couldnt tell what it was and told me if the pain increased to go to the Emergency Room.

My Facebook status that afternoon was something like 'if 10 is me giving birth sunny side up in the wilderness while a mountain lion chews off my leg, then I'm telling you now I'm at a 7! So someone please take me seriously!'

The pain subsided and I went on my merry little stressed out way until this week.

This week the pain came back and although it wasn't as bad as earlier I took the instacare doctor seriously and went to the hospital.

The hospital couldn't find anything wrong.

But! Instead of just sending me home they decided that after 5 years of chronic pain I probably deserved a little more attention. So I was sent to get a CTscan.

Have you ever had a CTscan? They make you drink this stuff... It's horrible. They pump this contrast dye into your system... It feels like your burning from the inside out.

By the time i got home I was tired, sick to my stomach and my side was throbbing. I fell asleep.

When I woke up I hurried out of bed and over to the grocery store to find something good to make for dinner.

I never made that dinner.

Instead I checked my voicemails. The radiologist had called and left an 'urgent' voicemail (a first for me). He needed me to go back to the ER right away. I had what he referred to as 'chronic' appendicitis. This is what had been causing my pain for 5 years and the reason no one had caught it was because I wasn't showing any of the typical signs of appendicitis.

I went to the ER and was admitted into surgery within 2 hours.

I now am home and feeling sort of like I've had aliens probing my abdomen with white hot bars of metal.

But I've been assured that my chronic pain will now go away.... Just as soon as the accute pain does.

Finite

Finals are done. I am free from school for 3 whole weeks. I am going to get a book and run away to another world.

Any suggestions?