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The Good

So, I've been home for a couple of days now. Still throwing out love to Calypso and maxiebond for all the support.

So far, the procedure looks to have gone well. I'm in a lot better shape than times past, and the doctors were really confident again. They tried a new approach this time since I wasn't having another surgery the next day, so they were able to finish up in about 1-2 hours rather than 3-4 hours this time.

Anyway, for those of you who don't know how the procedure works, here's a quick run down: They make an incision in my leg and use the artery there to feed a catheter, wire, particles, w/e up to my tumor (In my face) and try to block off the blood supply.

I was only in the hospital overnight, so I was very happy about that...Think it is the shortest stay I've ever had. Had a couple good looking nurses, so at the very least, I had something to look at to try and past the time lol...

I start school on Wednesday...I'm not sure if I'm exciting or worried at this point. I mean, I am looking forward to school and all that jazz, but there's that little thought in the back of my mind of "what if..." I guess I'm afraid of repeating the last two years yet again i.e. being sick, missing school, struggling to catch up, etc.

The Bad

Well, my sister had her court date, but managed to get of with no jail time, just probation. Sucks for me. Mom is meeting her right now...Last time they talked my sis was bragging about what she had done in jail and tried to justify her actions...Yea, fuck that shit...

I also just recently found out that my order for a SG boys zip up hoodie from December has been cancelled...Damn you SG! I was looking forward to getting that too

The Ugly

I was incredibly pissed off during my procedure. So, I was scheduled for Wednesday right? Ok, so some emergencies come up, which lead to bed shortages, so I get pushed back. So, I go 17+ hours without eating or drinking before they call us and tell us we have to postpone.

So, we go out and get something to eat, and my first meal of the day makes me sick. So, my parents force me to go 15 hours + the procedure time without eating or drinking again the next day. I'm laying in bed in a hell of a lot of pain trying to get them to postpone until I can recover from the previous day's meal, but because my parents were "unwilling to reschedule," I had to undergo much more pain than I should have.

Excuse me, but maybe I'm the only one that has noticed this little detail over the past couple of years, but I am the one with the tumor. I know my parents love me and have done a hell of a lot for me during these hard times, but I am the one that had to deal with this shit everyday. I am the one that suffers. I don't care what they are willing or unwilling to do...I'm the one in pain, I should have at least some say. Goodness knows I love my parents, but some times I just want to hit them

Current Mood: Part pain, part fear, and just a touch of hope
Currently Listening to: "Relax" - Electric
Currently Watching: Well, not quite "currently watching," but I can't get enough of: Smallville, Miami Ink, Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends, Made, True Life
Currently Playing: Counter-Strike: Source ([p]X | Phoenix, [p]X | Kal-El, or [p]X | Panic! At the Disco), World of Warcraft (PXAnime on Kel'Thuzad), Battlefield 2 (=Superman=KalEl), Warcraft III (PX_Conqueror)
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