On Sunday I worked a craft show with my mom and mother-in-law. My mom is terrified of everything so I was expecting a long car ride there and back. On the way there she did great. No fidgeting or grabbing at the car door or me and no yelling for me to slow down. The car ride home was another story. As soon as we hit heavy traffic I thought she was going to pass out. She was gripping the passenger door so hard her hands were white and her breathing was on the verge of a panic attack. I kept seeing her foot go for the brake that wasn’t there. I really wanted to tell her to relax but I knew it would only annoy her and probably start an argument. So I made a comment like “Wow. Traffic is much more heavy now than it was this morning…” and that started her talking about how she hates driving/riding in cars and that she even has Larry (my stepdad) drive her to the store when she needs it. She refuses to drive anywhere unless she absolutely has to. Talking about it seemed to relax her and before she knew it we were past the heavy traffic and she let go of the car door. 🙂
Since Tuesday I have been ill with kidney stones. Not fun. Excruciating pain. To the point of not remembering much of Tuesday night or Wednesday. I can remember it hitting me out of the blue and vomiting but once I was in the emergency room, there is just pieces. I know I didn’t get any pain meds for hours after my arrival and that I had to keep reminding nurses to give me pain and nausea meds. I was discharged Wednesday night and made it on my own for about 5 hours. I went back in because of vomiting.
Once again the pain was unbearable and the vomiting was worse than the night before. I couldn’t keep the pain meds down so it was like taking nothing. It seems as though there was a shorter wait on Wednesday night than the night before but it could be all in my mind. I was released again on Thursday night and this time they gave me a nausea med prescription.
As soon as I got home I jumped in the shower before the hospital’s pain meds wore off. Something I noticed was how pumped full of liquids I was. I felt incredibly fat. I couldn’t move my toes and fingers freely. No needlework, writing, or typing. Not that I could concentrate on anything anyway. I tried reading but I would make through a page and then fall asleep.
Today is the first day that I am able to be up and moving around. My mind is still a little hazy from the vicodin. Unfortunately I don’t have pictures of the stone.
Financial Aid fell through again for the fall semester. This is two years in a row so maybe this is a clue that I need to take some time off to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. 🙂 I’ll use this time to take advantage of OCC’s career research center and see what happens. I am at a point in my education where I need to make a decision. If I could have a career in going to school I’d be all set. 🙂
In the middle of writing a post last night, the power went out. When the power came back on it was at half capacity. So no air conditioning, tv, and hardly any lights or fans. I saw the DTE trucks and water trucks pull into the neighborhood about 10:30 this morning and still no power. We had a pretty good storm last night. Anyone else get hit hard?
I guess it’s a good weekend for MPCon after all.
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i started playing wow the night before mpcon. my intention was to play that and trackmania nations but wow won out and that’s all i played. i had two characters up to level 10 by sunday night. i don’t know how many hours i played throughout the weekend.
this past weekend i played saturday night and all day sunday. this game is dangerous. hours go by and i don’t even realize it!
i finished a book called “Zabelle” about an Armenian woman surviving the genecide and married off to an Armenian man living in America old enough to be her father. although living in America she sticks to the old country ways of tending to the family (which included the over bearing mother-in-law) the home, and the garden. her children abandon the language, the old country ways and wed Americans.
it was interesting to read and cool to come across some of the traditions and food i was already familiar with due to in-laws being Armenian. it gives away the winning secret to the traditional Easter egg cracking contest. now i know how my mother-in-law always wins!
i took the survivor of nate’s litter. his name is howie.
howie had his vet appointment this morning. all the women greeted me to take a look at the new kitten. in the exam room the vet grabbed the scruff of his neck to poke him but howie flailed and knocked the needle out of his neck and the vet’s hands. two pokes and a new needle before the vet was successful. howie was not happy on the car ride home.
i work across the street from a detroit private school. today, when it was letting out, someone in an suv became impatient and drove across the front lawn of 3 homes to get around traffic. it stopped when it got to our driveway, drove back onto the street and sped off.
i visited a comic book store today. i don’t think i’ve ever been in one before and it was a little intimidating. mindy showed up about 5 minutes after i walked in and i felt better. i went there for “tales of the vampires” and “tales of the slayers.” after reading the first 3 of buffy season 8, i’m hooked. now i wish i would of held onto the buffy seasons 1-7 on dvd…