Madison, our dog, had surgery on Friday to remove some bumps on her chest. She has been walking around the house with a cone on her head so she can't lick her stitches. I guess they have been bleeding, so today Dad asked if I could help bring Madison to the vet because of the bleeding. She and I are now competing on the amount of medicines we are on, she wins with the different types but I think I win with the amount of pills I have to take.
Tonight I went shopping at Target and while I understand they are redoing it, I am not a fan of how I still don't know where things are and that it does not seem like they have as much available for me to browse. Plus, I saw different summery type things which made me sad because this time last year I was getting ready for a week at the beach with two of my best friends.
Speaking of my best friends, as many of you know, I am going to be in my friends wedding in July out in Washington state. I tried on the dress during my crutch period and actually have to get around ordering the actual dress. But Alanna mentioned a slight problem in all the planning I wanted begin this week. Or maybe Nick brought it up. My blood clot. With a multi-hour trip needed by plane, I didn't even think that going to the wedding would be an issue. I was told I would not have to worry about not making it to the wedding, but that was before I found out the clot got bigger. Unfortunately when I called the doctor today, I was told by his secretary that he wanted to wait until I had another ultra sound in April. But the fact of the matter is I don't have time to wait for the flight because I don't want it to be more expensive the longer I wait. Ughhhh. I told my mom, which I will discuss with my dad as well, that I will probably book the flight anyway with hopes that the universe loves me and will let me go anyway.
Contrary to all my friends who have solid nine to five jobs and stay in on Sunday nights, I went out with Greg. A manger at WW is moving far far away so last night they had a party for him. Even though I didn't know many people there, I had a good time. Many WW employees were there and the ones who know me well enough was asking why I was just drinking water. I should have made a comment about how everyone who seemed to be drinking was dropping like flies, but I just told them medicine didn't allow me. However, I did get to see my favorite NH police officer. Yes, I have a favorite police officer or I guess he is technically a detective, but I met him once outside of playwright and there he was a officer so that's what he is to me. Anyway, I really enjoy seeing him and of course he teased me because he had not seen me at Starbucks in two months and joked that I "hated him now". Overall it was a fun night though and I'm glad I went....Greg has introduced me to many
amazing people and I'm lucky to have him as a cousin who is willing to do anything for anyone. Plus, if I didn't go I would not have been able to see the kid who was wasted come back to the land of living to rap Tupac's California Love. I DIED laughing, he didn't miss any of the words
In other news, I have been able to eat and not be in pain for a week now, and not just eating foods that may be safe, but foods that I have missed during this whole experience. Exhibit A: Chilli dip. Today Dad and I went to Stop and Shop and I got the ingredients for the chilli dip, and I made it for lunch. I ate part of it, and I can honestly say I'm not in any pain. I have wanted this dip since before Christmas. Lunch today was like a very delayed Christmas present. I now have something to eat for days to come and that makes me so freaking excited.
Off to watch my shows that I love while I type out stories that I have written down on many Starbucks napkins. If only I could actually make an interesting book or real story out of them instead of just beginnings. XOXO
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