19 05 2008

…in less than 12 hours I will no longer be the owner of a gallbladder.

Yep I’m scared.

In less than 1 hour I can’t eat or drink anything until Lordy knows when.

Yep I’m pissed.

In over 2 weeks, I’ll return back to work full time.

Yep I’m stoked.

In less than 1 day my ass will be glued to my couch catching up on my video games, studying and tv.

Yep I’m completely stoked.

And in less than a month I will gain about 10lbs for being a 2 week long bum.

Yep I’m a fatty fat fat.


I’m going to have a lot of time on my hands soon

18 05 2008

So my surgery is set for the day after tomorrow, Tuesday. I discovered this last Thursday, but have been a bit busy to say anything until today. I miraculously woke up before 9am.

I got to meet my surgeon, Dr. C.J., quite an awesome guy if I do say so myself. Every doctor and nurse I talked to had great things to say about him. He was funny, very informative, and he put my mind and body at ease. He’s being doing gallbladder removals ever since it was popularized. He’s done more gallbladder surgeries than any doctor in the state of Hawaii. So yey me! He even gave me a cute little “comic” on the whole procedure to take home and gross out everyone with.

Apparently from my ultrasound the blood clot is rather huge. It’s an inch in diameter. 😐

This whole time I’ve been telling my doctor that gallbladder problems don’t run in my family, I assumed it was only kidney problems. Lo and behold I talked to my dad yesterday we do have gallbladder problems. My aunts all had gall stones, I swear he said kidney stones, and cysts too. Maybe my dad is confused, but whatever. I got it, now it’s going to be gone in less than two days time.

I’m already putting in the paperwork for my TDI at work, sadly I can’t turn it in till the day of my surgery and won’t take effect till 3 days after my surgery. According to Dr. C.J. I should take off between 3 and 4 weeks. I’m aiming at 2 weeks. Actually 1 week. I’m scared to leave work that long. The last time I left my equipment under the guys at my shop. A 200lb door fell off my most prized possession. They fixed it, but I was – I’ll be nice – unhappy.

My boss is being really nice about it all. But I have a feeling the whole time I’m gone I’m going to be receiving calls everyday asking me about something and how to do this and what’s this for. I swear a shop of 6 guys you’d think they’d be able to handle. lol.

As for the home front. Things have been pretty, cool. I guess. We had a garage sale the past weekend to get rid of our stuff. We made just under $400. We were okay with that. Except I know we would have made more if Preston’s aunt from across the street would have stopped coming over to buy something. Since she is family and all she got everything for practically half or less than half of what we wanted for it.

Then living in Hawaii as we do you deal with F.O.B Filipinos. No offense to them, my grandparents grandpa was probably like this too. But they come SUPER EARLY. I swear our ad said 8am. They were there at 6am. Then when the price is pretty damn cheap already they want everything for practically NOTHING! And they’ll stand there arguing with you to get the prices lower. I swear that first lady I wanted to shove her back into the car and send her on her merry way. I woke up 430am lady at 6am I’m still not awake to deal with you!

Nyx has been pretty good. His May Day program was the 1st of this month, been lagging to post some decent pictures. But it was cute. He was the Prince of Lanai, I think. During the whole program he either had his fingers in his mouth or trying to bite his arm. It was funny.

Last Thursday I took him with me to see my surgeon, more for the fact that I had to take him to see his Pediatrician Dr. Y. She has to be the best pediatrician around I love her. But anyways, Nyx has been complaining about his ears and hearing things softly again. She didn’t see any infections just some liquid. But as a caution prescribed some stronger antibiotics and anti inflammatory medicine. Then a referral to a Dr. N. who is a ear specialist. That is set for Tuesday.

Keeping track yet? It’s a few hours after my surgery. But I’m not that crazy. Preston will be bringing him.

Preston has been pretty awesome lately, we had an ‘argument’ about a week ago, talked it over and he’s been doing pretty well and trying to make things better. I think that with everything going on he’s been stressing out, becoming really frustrated, and he really isn’t the type of guy to talk about his feelings. He doesn’t really let it sit there and build up, he just doesn’t tell me what’s wrong like he should.

I think that’s just about it. Just come Tuesday, you’ll probably find me on here. A lot.

I mean a lot. What else am I going to do? Clean house? Pfft!