-GROWL-
My daughter has damaged the rear bumper of my car. I am NOT a happy camper.
The Mushroom Grove
~Fermenting Thoughts~
...another hole in the head. -grin- I have had a bad tooth for a few years now and sometime before Thanksgiving, I lost the cap on that tooth and that's when I discovered the tooth was broken right in half. So, I knew it had to come out. Today, I got it taken out. It wasn't as painful as it could have been. My jaw aches from the pressure of having it taken out. Otherwise, I am quite surprised at how little it actually bled, considering that I take aspirin and Plavix. I am so glad it's gone. The strong antibiotics that I was taking for my gall bladder, seems to have also taken care of the infection that has been lying under the tooth. In any case, I have another hole in my head.
Thanksgiving was nice. I think over the years I have developed a routine because every year it seems like it gets easier and easier to produce. This year was no different. Everything went smoothly. Dinner was held by 2:00pm and we all sat around after that in a daze. Later that evening was filled with movie watching, playing cards together and just having nice chats. Troll was here Wednesday morning as he had to be back sooner than planned. The powers to be required him back in his store for when the ads broke today. Christmas is going to be even shorter. He has to return on the 26th. That's okay. It just would not be holidays without him. So, we'll take him whenever and for however long we can get him. Sprout disappeared after dessert. -grin- He knew better than to disappear before that. I just can't believe he devoured a huge piece of apple and pumpkin pie. He missed out on the turkey leg as Pookie and Topper laid claim to those. Sprout sure can pout, not that it did him any good. I guess he decided to make up for it with the pies.
Here's the deal: Turn to page 161 of the book you are currently reading. What is the SIXTH sentence on that page?
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving everyone. I raise my glass in a toast for what you all mean to me.
Your Power Bird is a Cardinal |
You believe that each day is precious, and you spend your times as best as you can. You see the wonder in small things, and you are often content with what you have. You life an interesting, colorful life - and you bring color to those around you. Confident and expressive, you believe you know how to live a good life. You're living it! |
...from West Coast to East Coast. If y'all have rain gear better get it out now, because, Chicken Little, it's more than the sky falling. Hm, might wanna dig a large ditch and cower down until the dusts settles. That certainly seems like a good idea. What the heck is in the air, I have no idea. But trust me when I tell you, I am feeling so much better (physically) that my temper has/can boiled to the point of exploding and it's a dang good thing Mr. M is giving me a lots of space. My temper is simply awful when roused and I mean, in this frame of mind, I will go for blood and I don't give a penny in heaven how I do it. This started on Saturday night and I am just now starting to get it under control. I have been brooding in the meantime. The time of reckoning is coming, but hopefully I'll have the beast under control by then. I really do love him, but I'm getting mighty sick and tired of all the lies and they have to stop. Now.
Well I am breathing a sigh of relief. My hepatitis blood panels came back and they're all negative. We think what happened was a serious gall bladder attack and it irritated my liver. My liver enzymes are not quite back to normal but so close to being so I don't have to go back and repeat my blood tests. I just need to watch what I eat so I don't set off another attack.
The good news:
..it's a gallstone or it's acute hepatitis. Damn. I won't know about the acute hepatitis until next week when that blood panel comes back. In the meantime, the doctor has me on two antibiotics and some sort of pill that cuts back the stomach acid. This all started Monday afternoon, when I got a severe attack of something that didn't feel good at all. It sort of chilled and mellowed out than kept sticking around and got pretty damn bad yesterday. I got Mr M to haul me off to the clinic and they, bless them, ran me through a battery of blood tests and then made me head uptown to the a hospital and had a CT done. I had to go back this morning for more blood work and I'll go back tomorrow for more of the same. results: They're not sure. I have two doctors on it (a husband and wife team. The wife is my normal doctor) It looks like acute Hepatitis, but it could be the gallstone on the move. The blood statistics are showing one thing, but I'm feeling another and this morning I am feeling far better than I have the last two days. I may have to go get an sonogram done if the blood work keeps coming back with contradictory numbers vs. how I am feeling. In the meantime, I am also on a liquid diet. Bleh. One heck of a way to lose weight, eh?