Monster Hospital

So I had my first run in with the hospital for a long time. In fact the last time I was in Emergency was in 1998 and before that it was 1994. I started getting these debilitating shooting pains in my abdomen on thursday. I thought gee, I'd better get that checked, so I went to the medi clinic that evening. They told me I had a bladder infection. I told them that I did not have one. I've had those before, this is nothing like that. But they wrote me a perscription for a bladder infection and sent me home. So that night I drugged myself with night time Asprin and fell asleep.

The next morning the pain was worse but had made it's way to my lower right abdomen. I thought this was appendix for sure! So I hobbled to emergency at the Royal University Hospital. I had a really good Doctor at first, she was very helpful and informative, but her shift ended and she explained that she wouldn't be there for the final diagnosis. So throughout the day I was fed painkillers and had blood tests, ultrasounds etc. Then I was sitting there, waiting for them to tell me I need surgery and then a doctor comes over and plops a perscription on my chest, doesn't hand it to me, and tells me I can go home. I was in shock. I'm still in a moderate amount of pain. I asked her what for. She tells me I have a colon infection and that I can go home.

I forgot to ask all the important questions, like, when should I start feeling better, where did I get this from, etc, since I was in shock.

So I spent my weekend in pain sitting at the lake, watching everyone do fun stuff. I don't know what was more painful, the pain of the infection itself or watching everyone do things I couldn't do. I guess either way it was better than sitting here on the couch.

To all you future doctors, bedside manner is key! Don't tag your patients with a perscription! Hand it to them! And also answer basic questions like when you should feel better and if you need any follow up. Even a "how are you feeling now?".

My party has been moved to the 8th now. If you want to go, leave a comment or talk to Heather. Hopefully I will be in more of a partying mood.

This weekend Ima goin' to the beach, watersliding, swimming. Hopefully I can partake in all these activities, I'm still tender today. I'm bored of lounging around, I'm not good at it. I watched a couple hours of daytime tv yesterday and I think that's all I can handle for another 10 years.

the war

Lately there has been too much mexican in my diet. I love mexican, but it does not like my digestive system. A chicken fajita, mexican casserole and nachos should not be eaten on the same day. They should be spread out through the week. Otherwise you feel like me, with a tummy ache and running to the washroom every half hour on the hour. It doesn't help I put coffee on top of all that.

Going condo hunting tonight. I was planning on putting an offer on the one I liked from last week but it sold in the time I phoned the real estate agent monday and he phoned back. So that sucks. Maybe we'll find something else, who knows. Also there are alot of people selling their condos fully furnished and adding this into the price. Well to you Mr. Lazy, I don't want to move my furniture, I don't want to move your furniture either! You can phone salvation army and have them pick it up yourself. I'm sure as hell not moving your stuff out and my stuff in! I'm also sure your furniture is not cumulatively worth $12000, I've seen it.

It's raining here again. I don't like rain. If I liked rain, I wouldn't be living here. I'd be living in gloomy Vancouver and we've already covered on here what I think of that city. To boot, there is something wrong with the roof at the apartment, so all the rain water gets dumped onto our balcony, it makes quite the racket and I can't even sit outside without being tidal waved away. Did I mention the balcony was covered, which makes this problem even more odd.

Up Against

So things are settling down a little for me. I very much welcome the silence. I'm starting to have a routine again, I like routines. It doesn't stress me out as much. I'm making lots of new friends at work and have found a group of people with the same quirks and apparently love of tomatoes and hotsauce as I do. Oh man, the cafeteria here is amazing. Yesterday's special was Taco salad. I can't pass up anything mexican. All it was was a base of nacho chips, that processed nacho cheese sauce, a pile of salsa and sourcream and some seasnoned ground beef. I was like "I can't belive this counts as a lunch!" It was awesome. They also sell nachos and cheese as a snack there too. I'm in for some trouble. I should just buy nacho cheese at home. Then it wouldn't be such a commodity to me and I wouldn't pig out everytime I see it. I think that's a plan.

I bought myself some cookbooks. I really do like cooking. I just don't like the cleaning dishes part. Every recipe I make, I rework it so I use the least amount of dishes possible. It's challenging sometimes and sometimes takes more time than washing the extra dirty dish, but in my mind it's worth it. But anyhoo, I bought the Best of Bridge cookbooks, and they are amazing. I've made so many yummy things out of there, including a Mexican Lasagna. Next week's menu includes, Chili Lime Chicken, tropical orange salad and skor cookies. I like this cooking thing, much better than the KD I've been living off of for the last 6 years. Although it still makes its way in weekly. I think they put cocane in that stuff.

I still need to find a good place to rollerblade. I miss Regina and being able to rollerblade anywhere from my house. Saskatoon doesn't quite have that elaborate cross city paved park path system. The river paths are too short, and they are hilly and rocky, not the most ideal for rollerblading. If anyone has a good path, let me know.

I'm going out to the lake this weekend to spend Father's day with my Dad. I talked to him for an hour on the phone the other night. Neither of us are phone people so I think he misses me. I also plan to work on my tan and maybe brave the water. I'd like to set up splash island too, our water trampoline. Hopefully it will be nice enough to do that. Maybe do some tubing too, I've had the urge to go this year for some reason. Usually I just like to watch my Dad try to kill my friends while they are hanging off the back of the boat, but I feel the urge to be the one doing the hanging off the back of the boat. I really enjoyed the 3 person tube my cousin had. I think I might invest in one of those. They've solved that nasty head banging problem in the new tubes, the seats are close together so if you're thrown up in the air and land, you might bonk heads with the person next to you. Let me tell you, that is painful.

Too end I will leave you with a funny story. I ordered some O'reilly computer books online from amazon. One of them was titled "C in a Nutshell". The O'reilly books always have a different animal on the front of all their books and on the spine, so you're collection looks pretty neat if you have them lined up on the shelf. Dan asked why there was a picture of a Yak on my C in a Nutshell book, so I gave him the above explanation of how it looks nice. Then he says "ooooh, I see, and they all have a different letter too?" I said no, "C" is just the name of the programming language. I had to explain there were no "A" or "B" in a nutshell books.

Freak Out, Let it Go

I'm feeling a little better these days. I got some Dan stuff worked out. We had a huge fight Friday night, since then, things have been going much better. I kinda thought this moving in thing would be easier than it was. Like a long vacation? Apparently I'm wrong. There's still some domestic chores that need to be distributed a little more evenly but we're getting there.

Looked at condos last night. I found one that I absolutely loved, that was in my price range and overlooked the city from the 18th floor with window walls, but it doesn't allow pets. Which sucks. So I need to decide if I could do that or not. I was thinking of getting another cat. I really miss Peaches and I really miss him now that I can't even go home and see him. Guess I'll have to keep looking.

Work is getting to be fun. I've made lots of new friends and we play ping pong at coffee time. I'm still getting to know everyone but it's a huge difference from when I first started. Some of the guys are ultra competitive, but I'm not too bad at ping pong, so I can take it. Some even have their own paddles! Talk about intimidating! I'm starting to do some real work too. Boy are my C skills rusty. They are coming back though, so I'm not too worried. At least I know how to use the SNMP client so I'm eons ahead of the other people they hired to do this development. I think I've even mastered MIBs, they aren't too hard. I'm excited to get going on these things.

I'm heading out to the lake this weekend for Father's day. Apparently my Dad expects something good, since I got a raise, but he won't tell me what he wants! So frustrating.

Heather is planning my bday party at the lake for the 24th. If you want to go, talk to her. I haven't been much in the planning mood lately. Probably since I haven't found my drinking hat, but that's another story. I just realized that I'm having my 24th birthday party on the 24th. What a coincidence.

Dan's heading to Vancouver tomorrow, for the wedding I didn't want to go to. I was starting to look forward to it, but I can't really take days off right now. I could have used some shopping therapy. Besides we had Vancouver weather all weekend, why would I want to go there. And I get an apartment to myself for a while.

4 o'clock

It's 4 o'clock in the morning. I can't sleep. My stomach doesn't feel well. I haven't really been eating either. It's a great way to lose weight but I don't know how much more I can afford to lose. I just have no appetite whatsoever.

I didn't want to update this until I had something happy to put on here. Like before, some sort of rant or antic. But I'm not really happy. I don't want to perpetuate that on to other people.

I thought by coming here, I would be happy, I wouldn't be lonely. I'd have someone to do the things I like with and the things I don't like with. I was so mad the weekend I moved. No one was helping me move. My parents took off to the lake, and Dan was nowhere to be found. Then I found out Dan had scheduled work so that when I arrived, he wouldn't be here to unpack. I flipped out on him and he changed his shift after he guilt tripped me about changing it. I didn't really feel wanted here from day 1.

Peaches passed away yesterday. He's been around for over 11 years. He's been there through everything and now he's gone. He was there for all those impartial opinions, cheering up and everything inbetween. I'm devestated, but I'll be okay eventually.

With the above, I'm pretty sad. This is when I need someone the most. When I got home from work Dan was on the computer playing his game. When I got home he asked how my day went. Irratated that I'm already upset, the apartment was a mess, I answered honestly and said horrible! He then proceeds to tell me he didn't expect me home so quick and would be another 15 minutes. I stomped around and cleaned for those 15 mins. I'm not a maid, I don't expect to be. I expect that if I leave and the apartment is clean that when I come back it should be the same way without me starting from square one. I expect that if I go to work upset about the above, that it's a given, I'm still going to be upset when I come home.

I don't expect guys to get me all the time but some of these basics I expect. I hate the fact that he half listens to me and/or doesn't remember things but a little effort somewhere would be helpful. I hate the fact that I come second to a video game. It's just a game! I don't care if you do pay $15 a month for it, it's still just a game. I don't like the fact that I ask him to clean out the spare room with all the junk he's put in there or do his own laundry and 5 days later, it's still not done. If I wanted to take care of 2 people, I'd get another animal. I'm not that person. I'm not happy with this.

Part of me says, it's been 6 years and you need to work on things. I know people are more thoughtful in the beginning of a relationship than 6 years in. I try to do little thoughtful things, and I enjoy doing them, I just wish the same was done for me. They are in a way, buy always in a way that proves he doesn't know me. He bought me a cake for great. Great, nice gesture, but here's the thing. I don't really like cake. If I do have some it'll be a little sliver. I like salt not sweet. A bag of Miss Vickie's would have been more effective. It's not just the cake, there's lots of little things I'm noticing. There's effort, just no thought or follow through.

On the upside, I'm really beginning to like my new job. It's challenging and fun and I'm starting to make new friends. I get the impression that I scare alot of the programmer guys and engineering guys. As they get to know me though it's getting better. Plus I've got Barbara and Toni here. It's nice to have some girlfriends around in S'toon, plus I've got 2 aunts here and about 6 cousins here my age.

I wish I could just put the relationship stuff together. I thought I wasn't supposed to be lonely in that area, and I think I'm lonlier than before. I'm definitely more withdrawn since all these stupid things have been happening.