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yesterday was my 28th birthday. i guess this officially ranks me to be in my late twenties. dan threw me a lil birthday bash at southbeach bar and grill in ob. we then made our way to sunshine company so the guys can play pool. the turn out was good, it could have been better. my friends...flaked out again...well...at least the ones that told me they were coming...those that forewarned me...no big deal. anyway, i had good company. all of dan's friends came out, so that was nice of all them. i didnt get as drunk as i thought i'd get. though...i did puke...courtesy of jim. he bought me this shot that was horrid. it was sweet as all hell, but tasted like black licorice and peppermint. i dont do black licorice and i definitely dont like peppermint. i was peer pressured into sucking it down, about 10 min later i headed out the bar and puked in the corner. it felt so much better afterwards. note to self, never take that shot again. dan was great the whole nite. i was really nervous about him being able to have fun since there was a certain someone there that he's not very fond of. but he ended up having a great time, even being the dd. he didnt drink as much as i thought he would. i appreciated that. dan you're the best thing that has happened to me! thanks for an awesome birthday...next year, lets celebrate at cass street.

unexpected

PROOF : 8 hours in a Kasier Emergency Room

well...monday morning about 1231 am i woke to an excrutiating pain in my abdomen. i had no idea what the pain was. i laid in bed grabbing at my lower abdomen hoping the pain would subside...but to now avail. it increasingly became intolerable...so much that i had to wake dan up in tears clenching at the sheets and wailing in pain. i tried to switch my position in bed - just maybe if i turn on my side the pain would go away, no...it actually got worse... i kept waiting for a break in the pain, but nothing. i knew this wasnt normal nor right. i had once experienced this pain, but not this intense. i gave in and told dan that we needed to head to the er. barely being able to get up, i crept around the room to put some clothes on. dan gathered my purse, his belongings and luthor's belongings. the three of us headed towards the kaiser er. walking to the truck was a task and a half for me. it hurt to walk, it hurt to sit, it hurt to do anything. i was in tears...so bad that i was moaning each time the pain intensified.

we get to the er...check in...and finally are called to the back...in like 2 minutes or so. the nurse took my vitals, ordered dan to grab a wheel chair and we were off to module D where they finally parked me in bed 1...the gynecology bed. it was well equipped i must say. the bed was even transformable to a bed with stirrups. the nurse there made me pee in a cup to verify that i was in fact not pregnant...which i wasnt. thank goodness. we then waited for over 2 hours for the ob doctor to see me. this man violated me with a wand in ways i have never been violated before...all to tell me that i would have to wait until 7 am to be violated again. mind you..i was in pain this entire time. i was in pain all over..my head hurt from the lack of sleep, my arm hurt from the IV (the nurse used a BIG IV needle just in case i needed to be rushed into emergency surgery). it was only a quarter to 4 when the doc told me the bad news about staying until the morning, so dan decided to head home to get luthor situated and work situated. he came back around 6 i think. i dont quite remember.

the hustle and bustle of shift changes began happening, so i knew it was closer to 7 and that means i can finally have my formal ultra sound done. one problem...they needed to put a catheter in me...sounds easy right. no its not. it actually hurt. the worse part was when they manually filled my bladder. the feeling was so intense, that i didnt really know which hurt most...the need to pee so bad or the pain in my abdomen. they filled my bladder twice actually. the first time was when we had the go ahead to prep me for the ultrasound...then a call back saying not to prep me because my time switched to 745...there was no way i could bare the pain of needing to pee so bad, so the nurse unclamped me and let the water flow back out...then they filled it again around 745. we headed down stairs to the ultrasound dept. there i waited for another 20 min before the tech came in and did an external ultra sound then again another internal. i tell you this tech was worse that the doc...i dont know what the hell her kept hitting in me, but whatever it was it made me have the urge to shit. i mean, the urge you get when your clenching your asshole so hard it hurts to clench cause you know the shit is knocking on your asshole ready to come out. so not only did i have the urge to shit so bad, i had the urge to pee really bad. not very comfortable. the ultrasound took maybe 45 min to an hour. then i was transported back upstairs to the er...where we waited again...

finally the doc came in and told me i had a 2 inch ovarian cyst and basically prescribed pain meds and stool softener. she noted that if the pain got worse, then i should come back and see her, because they may have to surgically remove it. she also recommend that i do a follow up ultrasound with my regular ob to make sure the size isnt getting any bigger. havent scheduled that visit yet. maybe tomorrow i will at my lunch hour. but i've been taking advantage of the pain meds, but i cant bring myself to taking the stool softener..something just doesnt sound right about taking it.

so...8 hours in the emergency room yielded me a bottle of vicoden, stool softener and ibuprofen not to mention 2 days off work.

note to self...next time the pain happens again, take a 600 mg of ibuprofen and sleep it off.

no wonder why i hate going to the doctors...especially the emergency room. i truly believe that if i was bleeding inside...i would have died at how slow the service was.

Christmas Spirit

Luthor has Christmas Spirit

Our 3rd Ornament

Our stockings this year

Our very first Christmas Wreath

Our Charlie Brown Christmas Tree

We got off to a late start decorating around the house this year. i think its because both dan and i are just spent at the end of the day...and well...our weekends...our for relaxation. when i say relaxation it usually means having time to ourselves and just being lazy. the holiday season is always stressful. i havent quite figured out why yet...but it always drives people crazy.

This is our first Christmas being married. we decided to keep it really low key because the honeymoon is coming up in february and we want to spend all our time and attention to that. two weeks in new zealand. we both cannot wait. its going to be a trip of a lifetime for us...just like ireland was. but this new zealand trip is something special, because its here that we finally get to let loose and celebrate our marriage and just relax. its going to be great.

well, i better get going here...the nuggets are on tv...go NUGGS...