Gallbladder Removal...

so...
On Monday November 30th my stomach started to try and kill me. To the point that I barely walk.
Tuesday it was better to the point of I could sit at the computer for about ten minutes at time. No more than that.
Wednesday I felt fine and started to walk to my mom's house, and about two blocks away the pain came back to the point that my normal fast walk of about 5 miles per hour was set back to about .3 miles per hour.
My mom was just leaving her house to come get me the second time, having missed me the first time, when she saw me two houses down.
She pulled the car back in and waited the next five minutes that it took me to get the three houses down, telling me that she was about to go out looking for me again.
I slept on the couch for a few hours, and when I woke up I looked up online what could be wrong with me.
The medical website I found had me take a survey which informed to seek IMMEDIATE medical attention.
So, my mom took me to the ER.
They did blood tests, a urine, and a ultra sound on me and x-rays, and said that they all came back negative, but that one in five will come back negative for gallbladder problems, and that I was to come back the next day for an MRI type test. and that I wasn't to eat or drink anything past midnight and not to take any pain pills after ten pm. They kept my IV in, it was horrible.
So, I didn't eat or take anything until after 5 pm the next day. They took hundreds of pictures of my insides, and the first two hours was just to say that my liver was still functioning and I had a fast acting colon. Which didn't matter either way, other than it blocked the pictures of my gallbladder. That's when they took out my IV. That's a long time to have a needle stuck in your hand.
After Scott (the guy who took the pictures) looked at the pictures he decided that I had a bad valve.
He had me wait in the waiting room to talk to Dr. Gardener (the doctor that saw me the first night in the ER) and Dr. Ashdown, the doctor who was to take out my gallbladder. As there were only two doctors who could do it.
Dr. Ashdown got my number and said he'd call me when he was headed back from Preston Idaho to go in and see him to talk about my gallbladder.
The next day, waiting for that call, my regular doctor, Dr. Taylor, calls me to make sure I knew what was going on and to tell me that he has my pictures of my gallbladder in front of him, and even though he knew next to nothing about gallbladders, he knew that that thing needed to come out, and he recommended Dr. Ashdown, even though I had heard some things against him. The other doctor that I could have had done wouldn't have even seen me to talk about it until the next Tuesday.
Well, about half an hour after Dr. Taylor called me a guy came down to the door and said we had to evacuate the house. So I go outside, in the freezing cold, windy and everything, and a different guy came up to me and says that they have to evac the block, because of a gas leak. So I walk down to the park.
So, Dr. Ashdown's secretary called me as I'm walking down to the park and asks if I can get down to the office in a half an hour to talk to Dr. Ashdown. I told her I should be able to.
I call my mom's office to tell her, and was informed that she wasn't in the office and would call me when she got me back in.
I waited at the park four about ten minutes before trying to call my mom again, and called just as she was walking in through the door, so she came and got me and took me down to my doctors office. this was at like two pm. My doctor and I talked for maybe a half an hour, before I flat out told him that I wanted my gallbladder out. He said it would be on Monday, and sent me to the front offices for pre-admittance, where the passed me from person to person to figure out payment options, since I have no job and no insurance, and found out that with the right paper work, the hospital will pay for most of it, and my doctor's office will pay for the rest.
My mom and I got back that night and found out that we were still not allowed into the house, at six pm. So we went to Winger's, and I, be on a clear liquid diet, made eating out really hard.
Sunday we had no heat, as our boiler was being replaced, so we went to salt lake to see my uncle Blu, I slept on their couch all day until we left. When we got home we still had no heat and the land lord brought us a space heater. it worked to warm the front room, and when we went to bed we used at ;east four blankets to stay warm.
Monday, the morning before my surgery my mom and I went to the hospital at at 8:45 like when we were told to be. Well, the nurse came in just after nine and informed us that Dr. Ashdown was delayed at a previous surgery that had got some complications in it, and there was one more before us, so we could either stay there and wait, or go home and come back in a few hours.
We elected to stay there, where it was warmer.
They didn't pull me into the OR until 1:59. And the anesthesia doctor (Dr. Despain, family, I know) put something into my IV and I asked what it was and he told me that it would just make me feel good and be happy, I said ok, and the next thing I knew was they were wheeling me out of the OR into Recovery, and it was just after two.
I talked to the pretty nurse that was there (I didn't find out her name) and after about 45 minutes she wheeled me to my room down the hall where I was to stay the night.
They put me on Demorall for my first pain killer, but since it didn't dim the pain in the least bit, I told the nurse and she called my doctor and he prescribed something else. Not that I remember what that was now.
My mom left for home at about six, to leave me to my own devices, at about 6:30 my sister and her dad showed up, with my favorite blanket and my favorite stuffed animal. It mad me happy to have my puppy and Carter's Blanket.
At about seven my dad and his wife, Suzanna, came, while my sister and her dad were still there. at about a quarter after seven, my friends Tanica and Nettie showed up, with Nettie's son Terrance. At about 7:30 my sister, her dad, my dad and Suzanna all left and Tanica and Nettie stayed until just after eight. I was a very good night, and I felt very loved to have so many people around me to come to see me.
I didn't sleep very well that night, with an IV in my hand, a pulse monitor on my finger, beeping machines and lights everywhere. The night nurses were very helpful, by putting the noisy machine in the bathroom and wrapping the curtain around my bed and closing the door.
The next morning I was released just before ten am. My mom took me to Smiths to get pain killers and fiber-full foods. about ten steps into the store the workers rushed around to get me a chair to sit in while someone went to get the wheelchair. My mom pushed me around the store, because she didn't want me passing out (which at that point, I very well could have).
And that was my week long experience with a painful gallbladder. Pray you never get one.

I never...

Showed you how my hair turned out with the red! oops!

that's the best I got!

Introducing....

Where am I Wednesday!
hahaha.
I know. V.V

But!
I'm going to TRY to post a random picture of me in different places and I have you try to guess where the crap I am! XD
I know, I get around a lot, so, here's the first one:



It's a little strange, I'll give you that.

All my greatest gifts

My sister, Kaleena, she is the BEST.

Sarcasm Is my first language, english is my second.

And what would life be with out swine flu,
great is what it would be,
but I want to be as cool as my Aunt Bev so I got swine flu.

New hair

So I've bleached my hair so that I can dye it red, and my friends wants to see what it looks like, so I take some pictures. Do you want to see too? Aw, you know you do!





look! You can see my eyebrow too! XD

Fetish Model.

Yep. That's right.
I want to be a fetish model.
I always wanted to get tattooed and pierced and I always wanted to be a model, so it only makes since that I want to be a fetish model XD
I'm going to get dermal anchors on my neck like this:

Then, I'm going to have ampire bites on the other side like this:

After that I'm getting a rose on leg that looks like this:

then I'm getting my back corseted like this:

I have more things in mind, there just aren't any pictures XD
Like, I'm going to have "sweets" tattooed on the back on my left shoulder with a bunch of little candy's around it, I'm getting a sleeve of Jesse and James doing different poses on my right arm. I'm getting about three more roses in various different places.

My last night

So, on a Friday, I find out that I have three hours before I leave Texas.
Fuck.
I like Texas.
I WILL COME BACK!
So, I had three hours to say goodbye to everyone that I could. I got most of the important people in, like Tucker, Cara, Nathan, Boston, Lauren, Donnie, Rhonda, Clint, and Aunt Terry. I didn't get Erman (*sob*) Beth or James.
But, Jason and Jesse get me to Houston so I can get on a bus so I can get to New Mexico.
(Woot! New state!)
But, before I go Jason gives me a goodbye present!
He pays for Chris at 713 to pierce my eyebrow!
YAY!
Jason Jesse and Boston watched him do it, I didn't even flinch XD

Erman Update

So, me and him spend all the time together.
We don't really seem to like to be apart.
Which is fine with me.
I really do like him.
And so we started dating.
I think I'm falling for him :D

Erman

So, Jesse met this lady, Beth.
She's awesome.
And the two of them were talking and they found out that they both had imported mormans!
So, of course, they had us meet!
I wasn't sure what to expect from another import, but he was from a different state other than Utah, so it couldn't be that bad.
So, we met. And guess what?!
I LIKE HIM!

713

713 is THE tattoo shop.
The first time I went was only the second time I had ever been to Houston, and I went with Jason and Jesse.
I met Tim, Dale, Mark, and Reh.
I watched Tim pull a dermal out of Jesse's chest and then had him make crude comments towards it.
It was great fun. ^^
We went back the next night with James, but they were really busy so we went to Nikko Nikko's. Greek food. It was nummy. hehe.