Mashup of Life if You Will

Here are a bunch of pictures I have taken from my phone that I feel are worthy to share with whoever reads this.  Some are belated....some are taken to as recently as today. The pictures? Priceless

 King Dublin---sometimes I swear this cat is possessed.  You know those movies where a person turns around and the little child or animal is just sitting there staring at the person without having made a sound to get into the room? Sometimes, Dublin does this to me.  And by sometimes, I mean it happens moer then I like to admit.

 Beautiful birthday cake done by Maryellen that was waiting for me my first official day back.  The top part was chocolate and the bottom was funfetti.  NUMNUMS

 It was a work of art that was difficult to actually eat.

Flowers from my Valentines also known as my parents.  They are absolutely stunning and I didn't even realize I had them at first.  Just goes to show you how clueless I can be sometimes.

 Even though this picture is sideways, there is still a funny story behind this little gem.  Note Dublin sitting on the seat of the stationary bike. Yesterday I rode that bike for twenty minutes during which Dublin stared at me with the most intense curiosity I have ever witnessed.  He would come close to the bike, try to climb up it and even chased my shoelace around.  Today before blood work I saw Dublin sitting on the bike, waiting to start his exercise routine.

There you have it folks, pictures from my cell phone that have a good story from my life. And even though they are doing awful, I'm off to give my full attention to the Huskies, hoping they will turn this game around soon.  And for those who do read this, and may want to comment, I have allowed option to happen.  I don't know why it was not letting my friends share their mind, but now it will.

Funfetti....Trying to Make the Day a Little Better

This weekend I realized that when I don't take the medicine for my insides at regular intervals, then I'm in pain. Case in point, Saturday night when I was out, I was in pain when we left because I had waited like six hours before I took my other pill. Smooth Jen but like I told my dad, it's trail and error with this medicine and figuring out the proper time to take them so I never have to be in pain.  I can't help but concern myself with the fact that there is aspirin in the pill which I'm not supposed to take with the blood clot.  The blood work on Thursday will hopefully inform me if I have any reason to worry.

Dad told me that I need to stop worrying because he thinks that it causes my insides to flair up.  I'm sure that is part of the case, but I just want medicine to fix it all.  This morning I woke up at six to extremely itchy hands. Yes, this seems like a weird thing, and yes, it's probably nothing.  But it seemed to last forever and it was so annoying that I told my dad who gave me some anti-itch lotion.  Unfortunately, this did nothing for my hands which continued to itch. Luckily I was able to fall back asleep and woke up to get ready for my CT Scan! Aren't I a lucky girl?

The CT scan was a whole lot of waiting around drinking even more disgusting drink then the last time.  They told me I had to finish three types of tubes but I was unable to, only 2 and a half.  It was a struggle to drink because it tasted so disgusting.  Plus my insides started to hurt, a lot, right before I was summoned for my scan.  In the waiting room, of course I cried because of the pain in my side.  The lack of medicine throughout the day because of my fast before of the test put me in more pain then I was comfortable with.  And now, for the rest of the day I have been uncomfortable and on and off with the pain.  Wonderful, the scan is supposed to tell me what's wrong with me and yet it put me in an uncomfortable position for the rest of the day, unable to enjoy any of the food I have eaten.

The actual scan wasn't too bad.  The IV with the warm sensations sucked and the tape they put over the gauze hurts to take off.  But that's a pretty standard issue that most people have to deal with.  The part about taking bandaids off hurting, not the warm sensation from the IV because I do not want anyone reading this to have to deal with that.  The lady told me that the scan should be ready for the doctor to deal with tomorrow so I'm crossing my fingers that when I come home from work tomorrow we have a different plan of action on how to fix me.

So here I am sitting in my room eating my funfetti cake trying to look on the bright side of everything.  Funfetti pretty much makes that possible though.  I'm also crossing my fingers that tonight I'm not up every hour, or that I wake up with my hands itching like crazy.  I hope that my leg doesn't swell up on me after being at work for hours and hours tomorrow and that I don't push myself too much, or have my boss hate all the breaks I may have to take if my stomach stays like this. (Thanks so much for that contrast because I've come to terms that it's your fault.)  Mom is taking my wheelchair back to work so we have some sort of progress I suppose but I will miss that wheelchair, even if I have barely used it the past few weeks.

Small steps towards recovery, I suppose? Next up, my insides. :)