I had surgery Monday. and a long, detail filled couple weeks leading up to it. Too detailed to get into right here. I feel okay now. Not fantastic, but I'm convalescing nicely. I should be back to 60% or so by monday... and as you well know, my 60% is better than most people's 100 % :p
thank you so so much to everybody that visited me in the hospital... that was so unbelievably kind and thoughtful of you, and you made the stay palatable in the very least, and perhaps even enjoyable. I probably had 20 people visit me, and I am sincerely thankful to each and every one of you. The hospital was also a success in other ways. I got the phone numbers of a nurse and a CNA. Who says you can't be a pimp with your ass hanging out of the end of a hospital gown? :) That surgery room was freezing. My surgery, apparently went like shit. It's supposed to be a routine procedure, but apparently my gall bladder was one of the worst the doctor has ever seen, and more difficult than he anticipated, and then I lost a lot of blood or some shit. So I had to stay longer. I can't really exercise for a few weeks to a month... which makes me sad. My taxes still aren't done. my accountant filed an extension. that's stressful :s
I have been inactive socially for a wee bit as many of you know. Tomorrow, i think I'll go to the canyon inn. come if you're free.
I wrote something else in this blog... it somehow disappeared though. weird. Also, I am random, and I jump around incoherently from subject to subject. It's a gift. don't touch your mustache.
Seriously, where the hell did the other part of what I wrote go? that makes me upset. too upset to retype it i suppose.
my phone is on the fritz again, and I could see it dying any day now. the CNA spilled orange juice on it, and it's acting all strange and such. Somebody remind me to save all of my numbers or import them to my computer. I'm inevitably going to forget, and not have them and be sad and cry a little in my heart and such.
I made the doctor take pics of my gall bladder :) I'm a nerd.
Janessa, you suck for having the bedtime of a 90 year old.
I think I may register for summer classes or fall. hmmm. i should look at a catalog tomorrow.
I have a new found obsession with wearing ties. if you hang
out with me in the near future, you'll probably get to see one of the 12 ties I bought.
blah blah blah, I'm rambling. i should watch colbert and take an ambien.
i'm cold like an igloo. burr.
eskimo kisses
-lane
1 comment:
You make me giggle. Sorry the surgery wasn't as easy as I told you. I guess I'm just cooler then you ;)
I do have the bedtime of a 90 year old...but when you wake up 90 times a night you gots to! Thanks for wanting to visit though.
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