
one way goodbye
i see you.
u come over.
we go together.
you leave.
no warning.
What I'v been wisened up to....
iv taken a leaf outta jess's blog and come to a few conclusions about having appendicits and cysts on my ovaries. Here is what i have discovered:*
how to spell appdendicitis* That a week of being bed ridden makes a dent in the bed.. like homer simpson's couch* how sore a belly button really can be* that you use ur abs for everything* its quite easy to milk this for all its worth from parents.. * my cat sneaks into my wardrobe when she thinks im not looking* jess is almost always online* no matter what they say, ice cream is good at 9am
* that jess's housemate was the only one who picked up on the fact that in this blog i actually mispelled "appendecitis" when claiming i knew how to spell it. it was a typo i swear!
Evil Night Nurse
i forgot to mention the horrible "Night Nurse" i had while i was in hospital. *evil eyes to the night nurse* i was itching like crazy from some stupid lotion they made me put on so i asked to change into my own pj's. As hot as the gowns they give you that allow u to flash ur butt to everyone are, my own pjs were a bit more tempting. So the evil night nurse is helping me tangle my shirt around and thru the drip in my arm (she was really rough i might add), then she leaves after telling me that i could have dressed myself. Well excuse me! but pretty sure i cant just unhook my drip to get my shirt on can i! anyway, so she leaves and the light is off so its all dark and i can feel wet-ness next to my arm on the bed.. so i turn on my light and oh look, there is MY BLOOD hapilly flowing outta me and onto the bed. I was like oh shit.. so i ding the little buzzer and the night nurse comes back looking annoyed and im like.. uhhhhhhhh *while holding up my arm which has blood dripping out of my drip* . To which she replied in a huff "oh if u werent so rough with it and stop fidgeting it woudlnt do that.. now i have to change the bed". ummm helllo lady... MY BLOOD IS POURING OUT OF ME AND YOUR WORRIED ABOUT CHANGING A FEW SHEETS AND SAYING ITS MY FAULT! so in the end she changed my sheets, and plugged me up again (thank goodness not in that order) and walked out in a huff. geez, i guess night nurse needs to think about another job.. cuz u know, being a nurse u dont wanna be helping people or being nice to gurls who have just had a double operation for the first time and need love and affection, preferably with their blood NOT running out of their body thru a drip..
And It's Off to the Hospital We Go
Well hasn't this been an interesting few days eh? For the past couple of days i have not been feeling crash hot with vomiting, headaches, dizzyness, pains in my stomach, and just feeling shit in general. So i made my way to my lovely doctor who ran a few simple tests (this is after seeing her for the second time as the first time she couldnt see anything wrong) and still couldnt see anything wrong... except for the fact that i MAY HAVE APPENDICITIS. u know, no big deal or anything! anyways, so i ring up mother dearest and she came all the way from the sunny coast (gotta love mums) to take me up to the good old St Andrews hospital where i had to wait about 4 hours in a horrible, uncomfy bed with this smelly old lady next to me.. eeeeewwwww. during this time i got pushed and prodded by 2 nurses and 1 doctor.. all of who asked me what was wrong and "where does it hurt".. seriously, u'd think a hospital worked effective enough that they could write things down so the poor patient doesnt get asked whats wrong everytime a new doc comes. Anywho, i finally get a nice doctor who has to be given credit for trying to distract me from the pain in my side by telling awful jokes, little did he realise that everytime i laughed it hurt like crazy!!!! so i finally get moved up into my own room which happened to be the biggest one hahah with a nice view of the city and had to wait there for another 3 hours before i got told that "im sorry, the doctor wont be able to see you till the morning". so there i am sitting there, being told that i couldnt eat or drink, and hadnt eaten since monday night.. and i had to now wait till the morning to see a doc. all i can say is thank goodness for late night big brother!!!!ok so the surgeon finally comes and is there for about 3 mins pushing my tummy while i am squirming in pain when he decides to give me an ultra sound... i had that with a doctor called DR SPLAT! hehhehehe i found it quite amusing. nothing really showed up on the ultra sound, and my temperature and white blood count were all normal, whcih totally baffed them! but with the pain i was in, obviously something was wrong so my doc transferred me to another hospital that he was operating at that arvo and put me on the end of his list... how scary!the anethetist explained everything to me then asked " do you have any questions?" and i go "yes, i have two... what time is kick off for origin, and will i be out before the game is over?" hahah everyone in the theatre cracked up hehee. when i woke up i saw that qld had already scored 3 trys.. not cool! to make matters worse i looked down to see 3 slices in my stomach!!!! THEY HAD TAKEN MY APPENDIX OUT AND A CYST ON MY RIGHT OVARIE!!!!! at the moment im sitting in bed with my laptop, trying hard not to laugh cuz ppl are making me laugh and it hurts dammit! haha i really am in so much pain at the moment.. i didnt think a belly button could hurt this much! how much of a fool i was... but now i have wisened up hehe. well anyways, im about to drift off to sleep so im gonna leave this here. Im one sore panda :(-peace out-Kezz xxx