What Has Been Going On With You?

Well I hope that you are not there for long and that your are soon to be on the mend.

 

Thanks. They just took my blood, and put an I.V. in.

They had to stick me three times.

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We have a three-day weekend for Isra and Mi'raj.

My wife and I spent two hours this morning lounging around our pool. I'm reading a book about the history of South Africa. It's 44 degrees today, so it was nice to jump in the pool, read for 20 minutes, and then jump in the water again. Rinse and repeat.

We are going to go into my office later where they have a tennis court and play a quick game.

Then stop by the grocery store on the way home and get some stuff ready for a potluck we are going to tonight.

Kind of a nice little weekend day.

 

Your life sounds like a movie. Lol! Delightful movie, that is.

 

I have a feeling it won't last long, though. But, you're welcome.

 

I hate my life.

I gotta be admitted to the hospital becuase I have an elevated white cell count, and the doctors at the ER aren't sure why. So, apparently the doctors UPSTAIRS might know why.

Psh.

They did mention Meningitis, Appendicitis, or Crohn's Disease.

I AM NOT HAVING SURGERY!

Fuck You Always,
Cynthia.

 

Nah, just keeping busy. Trying to enjoy the city before we move on.

 

Power through. Worst part is the uncertainty - you'll feel better once they figure it out.

 

i live a lower profile then anything going on with me needs to be, and so isn't often or much, if that explains anything very well.
this may make me less useful then i might be, but it also makes me less harmful, which i feel of the two is the more important.

i do, well, make my 'art'. attempting to depict my ideas and what my kind of world, how what is reasonable to me, would make the world look.
really art on the computer and trains on the computer and as scale models, also depicting some aspects of that world.

my life is seldom punctuated by events. but i do have one coming up. as you may know, looking at my art if you should happen to,
i think humans are not the best looking life forms on earth, let along the rest of the universe, and the rather big hint that it is on a furry site,
that well, i do have that kind of a spirit connection with that aspect of what is called furry.

i've lived with people who were much deeper into it or maybe just in different ways. like the universe, we're a diverse bunch, and i don't mean that just in the oddly narrower way that word has come to be used in recent years.
well what i'm babbling and rambling about is biggest little fur con, so called because reno calls itself the biggest little city. has been doing so for at least one century, though it hasn't born the name from much more then a century and a half.

90% of everyone i know other then here, and my immediate neighbors where i live, whom i know to be currently alive, identify themselves with and as furrys.
so anyway this furry's convention locally will be the middle weekend of this month. just about one week from now.

this is more then i could say was going on in my life if you'd asked this a month ago or a month in the future.
the little hole where i live is raising my rent by another 25 bux a month next month.
not a major problem as i have many months worth in reserve in the bank and its still not much more then half of what i have coming in.

my birthday is a week after the con. the walthers model train supplier says i have a discount comming if i order enough before my birthday, or this month, i forget the details.
and detail parts are mostly what i'm likely to order from them. during the week that's two weeks from now, between the con and my birthday.

i'm guessing this is more then anyone wanted to know, but the name of this thread asked, and i like answering descriptive things like that, so there you go.

 

This could be a good thing, sweet pea. You've been struggling with your health for a while, maybe this will get to the root of it all.

Keep us updated!

 

Hang in there, girl. I know it is shitty, but hang in there. Hopefully they are one step closer to figuring out what is going on.

 

I don't think we're considered exotic ;-)

Anyways, I am so sorry you are going through all this.
I don't know what else to say.
I hope you get better soon <3

 

Well, this is what happened. Summary, of course.

I ended up having appendicitis, due to my appendix being infected and erupting. So, the plan was to get some general, infectious disease doctors to operate in order to remove my appendix. It should have taken no more than a hour, but my life has never been that easy. The surgery ended up being about seven hours because when those doctors went in they found that other areas were infected as well. One of my fallopian tubes was infected, which meant getting gynecological doctors in order to remove that organ. So, now... I'm basically less of a woman because one of my lady parts are gone. I also had one of my two VP shunts infected as well. A VP shunt is a plastic tube that starts at the head and ends at the stomach, in order for spinal fluid to be removed. So, neurological doctors had to come in and remove the infected VP shunt, as well as make the other VP shunt external, so that it won't get infected because the infection was already in my blood at this point. Basically, I had like four surgeries in one, to remove my appendix, one of my fallopian tubes, one of my VP shunts, and to revise my other VP shunt. Actually, I still have a little of the old VP shunt, because it broke off by my lungs, and the doctors didn't want to cut open my lung area on top of all the other things. It was blast, basically. A few days past and I got another surgery to revise my VP shunt, the one that was now partly outside my body. The surgery was to put back the VP shunt, but put it back as a VA shunt instead of a VP shunt. A VA shunt is a plastic tube that starts from the head, but ends at the neck, in my particular case, by my heart.

It didn't end there, though.

For some reason, I still was having fevers and my white blood count was high. So, that meant my blood was still infected, but the doctors didn't know where. So, they did test after test after test, until I told them I'm leaving against medical advise. I told them as respectfully as possible that I rather die than to go through this shit. Also, I told that with any kind of illness they... for one know that it doesn't start off real bad. it takes time for it to get bad, bad enough where you don't just fevers, but you feel pain in the area in which there is a problem. Basically, you have to be near death to know what the problem is. So, I told them that when it gets that bad where I feel pain in a certain area I'll come back. But, right now I need and want to leave, because I knew from the bottom of my soul that I wasn't suppose to be there anymore. I told them to give me one day, to prove to them i can get better. So, they took me off IV, gave my oral antibiotics, and I refused anyone that wanted to test me for anything. I also lowered my amount of request for painkillers. Somehow, someway... my fevers lowered themselves to 99, or I didn't have one at all. It wasn't the perfect situation. I'm sure the doctors would have liked to find out the source of the infection and have my temperature be consistently good, with no fevers. But, they released me the following day or two. I was out of it, so I don't know.

Another thing I want to add is that they were giving me painkillers that I was allergic to. I found that out yesterday, when I got released, and picked up my medication. Not only that now I have no painkillers, because i have to wait for the doctors to call the pharmacy that I pick my medication from and switch to another painkiller that I'm not allergic to.

And that's it. Now. I'm home.

Other stuff happened... with my boyfriend and my sister's husband. Overall, things have been miserably eventful.

 

Wow.

That sounds pretty bad.

You better go back if you have any fever over 100F.

You can die from Sepsis, you know.

 

The body can be killed in many ways, I agree. But, the body... all it knows is to survive and to be resilient. It won't die without a fight, basically. Either my body will fight it and win, or nearly die trying, and then I'll go back to the hospital. Basically, I have this all planned out. If it's like the early stages of cancer or some BS thing like that, I'll deal with it when I get to it. Dude, I'm good. i'm solid. I'm sweaty as well. Overall, it's all yogurt, nice and cool. I just have to keep dealing.

 

They can't always save you when you decide it's time to go back to the hospital.

Does your mother know that you have a death wish?

 

Oh, stop. It's not going to be that bad. It's never that bad. It really sounds worse than it actually is. I just have to deal, and I'll be good.

 

Thanks.

 

I did and I didn't. Lol!