Well, nothing too terribly exciting has happened since my surgery since I'm not really allowed to do much of anything. Honestly, they have me being on as close to bed rest as possible without actually having to stay in bed all day. Bleh. I guess that's a good thing though since I kind of have a cold and I'm still healing and since last night I started to bleed some from over-exertion during the day. I mean, going to Columbus and "eating" (I use quotes because I'm still not really eating) and shopping at the downtown mall with my family was lots of fun (I got a cute new wallet since my old one exploded), but I knew it was draining me to walk around like that. I mean, hell, as soon as I got in the car with for the drive home I passed out, literally. My mom had to shake me awake just to make sure I was alright. Yep, have to love surgery and super extra strength vicodin (I looked, that's the right way to spell it) and apparently parentheses since I've used them a ton already in this post.
With the money my dad gave me for Christmas, I already paid off half my credit card bill (score!), a bank bill, and bought myself a relatively nice digital camera (yes, I did need it, I know), but I'm planing on paying all of my KD dues as well. Speaking of KD, I need to remember to e-mail Cori and Jenny and let them know I may have to miss part of rush
. I'm not happy about it, but I have to have a "serious" doctors appointment. That is, if these tests they are running on me right now turn out positive (and the doctor thinks they will). I'm not gonna lie, I'm fucking petrified. It would be great to have an answer and a name for everything that's wrong with me, but at the same point in time... I DON'T WANT A BRAIN TUMOR!!! Gah! Sorry, umm... outburst much? I've been keeping that inside a bit too long and I had to say it, I guess. He thinks that, based on my symptoms, I probably do have Cushing's (if not that, something very similar) and if I have Cushing's he thinks it might be the brain tumor kind since I get migraines. Of this, I'm petrified. I thought I could handle it, but if I have to go for that MRI and it turns out something is up there, I might break down. I know that 95% of the time those are benign and I know that the surgery isn't terrible (my mom and I actually watched one being performed on the net not too long ago) but that's a scary thing. I mean hell, I just had my first surgery ever in my life a week ago and now I might have to have brain surgery. AH!
I'm still planning on going to Trevor's party, despite my recent fun in the OR and this new news, but I'm not sure how I'll be feeling. My stated has been varying so much from day to day recently. I'm hoping by Saturday I'll have evened out though. I'd really really really like to go and I should have enough of the vicodin es left to get me through it pain free. *shrugs* I'd really love to get to wear my pretty new dress and stuff. I mean, it should fit me better than when I first got it because I've lost 10 pounds this week. No, I'm being serious, 10 pounds in 6 days. That's what happens when you don't eat for a week kids. But I think Trevor's will be fun, so I want to go.
I need to talk to Steve about my doctors appointments coming up too. Today they stole a ton of blood (even my mom aknowledges that they took alot) and they gave me a jug to collect my peefor an entire day. They said if something (can't remember what) is over 100 in my blood or the cortisol is over 200 in my urine then the Cushing's is definitely what I have, but that's not the only thing they are testing for. This doctor is being uber thorough; he's running just about every test known to man. He doesn't think that my blood work and urine will come back normal at all. He said that even if it isn't Cushing's, something is seriously wrong with me and he was angered that no one has really investigated it until now. *shrugs* Sorry? I just need to explain what's all going to happen to Steve since I know he's a worrier and if I don't lay it our plainly for him he's liable to think it's worse and then Dana will have to talk him down again (haha). Despite is insecurities and maladjustment to stress, he really is a good boyfriend.
Speaking of Dana, she called me and wanted me to call her back letting her know how things are with the surgery and this Cushing's-ness since I had already told her about it, so I should probably do that now that I think my phone is good and charged back up.
With the money my dad gave me for Christmas, I already paid off half my credit card bill (score!), a bank bill, and bought myself a relatively nice digital camera (yes, I did need it, I know), but I'm planing on paying all of my KD dues as well. Speaking of KD, I need to remember to e-mail Cori and Jenny and let them know I may have to miss part of rush
. I'm not happy about it, but I have to have a "serious" doctors appointment. That is, if these tests they are running on me right now turn out positive (and the doctor thinks they will). I'm not gonna lie, I'm fucking petrified. It would be great to have an answer and a name for everything that's wrong with me, but at the same point in time... I DON'T WANT A BRAIN TUMOR!!! Gah! Sorry, umm... outburst much? I've been keeping that inside a bit too long and I had to say it, I guess. He thinks that, based on my symptoms, I probably do have Cushing's (if not that, something very similar) and if I have Cushing's he thinks it might be the brain tumor kind since I get migraines. Of this, I'm petrified. I thought I could handle it, but if I have to go for that MRI and it turns out something is up there, I might break down. I know that 95% of the time those are benign and I know that the surgery isn't terrible (my mom and I actually watched one being performed on the net not too long ago) but that's a scary thing. I mean hell, I just had my first surgery ever in my life a week ago and now I might have to have brain surgery. AH!
I'm still planning on going to Trevor's party, despite my recent fun in the OR and this new news, but I'm not sure how I'll be feeling. My stated has been varying so much from day to day recently. I'm hoping by Saturday I'll have evened out though. I'd really really really like to go and I should have enough of the vicodin es left to get me through it pain free. *shrugs* I'd really love to get to wear my pretty new dress and stuff. I mean, it should fit me better than when I first got it because I've lost 10 pounds this week. No, I'm being serious, 10 pounds in 6 days. That's what happens when you don't eat for a week kids. But I think Trevor's will be fun, so I want to go.
I need to talk to Steve about my doctors appointments coming up too. Today they stole a ton of blood (even my mom aknowledges that they took alot) and they gave me a jug to collect my peefor an entire day. They said if something (can't remember what) is over 100 in my blood or the cortisol is over 200 in my urine then the Cushing's is definitely what I have, but that's not the only thing they are testing for. This doctor is being uber thorough; he's running just about every test known to man. He doesn't think that my blood work and urine will come back normal at all. He said that even if it isn't Cushing's, something is seriously wrong with me and he was angered that no one has really investigated it until now. *shrugs* Sorry? I just need to explain what's all going to happen to Steve since I know he's a worrier and if I don't lay it our plainly for him he's liable to think it's worse and then Dana will have to talk him down again (haha). Despite is insecurities and maladjustment to stress, he really is a good boyfriend.
Speaking of Dana, she called me and wanted me to call her back letting her know how things are with the surgery and this Cushing's-ness since I had already told her about it, so I should probably do that now that I think my phone is good and charged back up.
a_vanity:
please take care of youself, sweety. I hope that the best days of this year are your worst days of next. 
punknitemike:
i must have missed it but what kind of surgery did you have?