Wednesday, July 01, 2009

What Gets Through the Spam Filters

30 June 2009

Oh yes...it was indeed in Comic Sans. How lucky can a girl get? What do you think, should I go for it? Sounds SO legit and all.

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Pissed-Offed-ness

Yeah, I'm pissed off. It's hard to explain why because I feel like I should just be grateful to be fixed and apparently Crohn's free in my gut. But seriously, what the fuck? In 2005 when I had my ICD switched out they used conscious sedation and I flipped right the fuck out and they flagged me as "combative" under that type of anesthesia. So I've been telling my GI for years, positively YEARS that he should always use general anesthesia for any procedures. Nobody fucking listens to me! I talked with the nurse yesterday as they were prepping me for this colonoscopy with dilation (to fix strictures) and I specifically asked about the sedation. She said there was a note in my chart saying that there could be issues with it so they were "totally prepared" for it.

I then spoke with the sedation nurse to let her know there can be problems with it, so because the GI doc won't listen and do general that she should be ready. She said she knew about it and was "totally prepared" with extra sedation for me just in case. She started the dosing and after THREE doses I was finally out. Ya, THREE. So, great, right? No. Next thing I know I'm awake, alert, and being tortured. I heard the doctor talking about different balloon things (the dilation) and I felt the most horrible pushing and shoving pain in my gut that I've ever felt. So I said OW! OW! OW! over and over and they were fucking ignoring me!! I was AWAKE and they were just continuing like I was a piece of MEAT. I was yelling for them to give me more drugs because fucking OUCH!!! and then finally I passed out again and woke up in recovery. So how fucking long were they going to wait until they realized I was awake and screaming in pain before sedating me again?? They were "Totally Prepared," right? Fuck that noise. I was pissed.

I woke up and the nurse brought in the boyfriend and the first thing I did was have him give me clonazepam so I didn't kick the doctor in the NUTS when he came in with my "results." God-DAMMIT!!!!! I know I was short-tempered with just about everyone there until I got the fuck out, then I doped myself good and heavy, ate some lunch, and passed out for 5 hours. Then, I woke up, still pissed, played WoW for a bit, doped myself good again, and passed out for the night. ARRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

I shouldn't be this pissed seeing as how I now have an intestine wide enough to pass food so I won't be hospitalized every other month like I have been. Also, my medicine is working and there's no disease visible. That means no medicine regimen change either. So good news, right? Well Goddammit I'm still PISSED off. This hurts, for one, and for two, I fucking TOLD every fucking person there, including my doctor, for the past four YEARS that I need to be under general for these things, and I ended up being fucking TORTURED anyway!

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

holiday rant

X-mas trees were taken from pagan solstice ceremonies when the "holy mother church" was trying to convert "savages" to their religion, and therefore add to their coffers from tithing. I look at the way so-called x-tians have co-opted the tree thing and it makes me laugh at their expense.
I don't know if trees have spirits but damn, I can't do anything without wrecking someone's day, it seems. The clothes I wear mean that people in sweatshops suffered, the certified organic coffee means smaller fair trade coffee farmers are being pushed out of business, if I buy certified fair trade then I'm hurting the ones who can't afford to say they are fair trade, everything from animals means I've killed them through paying for the items, organic, free-range or no, they're still dead, even the non-animal items means I'm helping deplete the earth of oil that went towards the plastic, the wool I use is ok, but if I buy acrylic I'm again depleting oil reserves, when I drive my car I'm polluting the earth, when I take the bus I'm still polluting the earth. Nothing I do is safe. I can spend horrible amounts of time contemplating the fact that I and other humans are nothing but a blight on the earth and we should all kill ourselves.
Happy fucking birthday to me.

Friday, July 25, 2008

Thursday, July 17, 2008

As if that weren't enough!

I've been reading Feministing and it does nothing but rile me up. Bah. Stories like this really piss me off.  I'm glad they have a trigger warning. Are things really getting worse for women and minorities, or am I oversensitive? 

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Dammit.

So my dad's been diagnosed with a really shitty condition known as Myelodysplasia, which of course means he has to get a bone marrow transplant + chemo, and over 50% of cases like his (RAEB 2) turn into leukemia. There is a longevity range of 10 mos - 2 years for the majority of cases, according to different sources I found.

Double Fuck.

I want to donate my white blood cells if I can to help with the transplant, and be there to care for him through the treatments, which may kill him outright if some of these sites are to be believed. I'd rather not believe them. My supervisor came over and said there might be a possibility of a short-term transfer to a facility out there in California so that I can be nearby. I'm sure Dad would love having me around watching him puke and lose his hair and possibly die. Well, too bloody bad for him. I feel like I need to be around. I've never been around enough.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Last published April 20th.

So, I'm sure that updates are in order. As Donn so eloquently put it, "Aren't you back yet?"

Yep. Got back, trip was fantastic. One day later, got the flu. Stayed ill for weeks, even spent a couple of days in the hospital. Got better. A day or two later, got sick again. Guess what?

STILL SICK!!

Taking antibiotics since last night but at least I'm able to work so I'm not complaining about that.

I've been playing a lot of Warcraft and working, and biking. The world as it is remains so full of nasty shit that I get depressed even reading about it. Ads that preach stalkerism. See Feministing for that one. John McCain. *shudder* See anywhere about that one. And, I'm so sick of our political system.

Personally I'm doing great, the man is great, and the remaining cat is great. I should post pictures some time. I'm at work now, so that won't be happening right now.