
Infection @ MindSay 
no!
infected cheek?
yeah!
okay. so like, beginning february before track started i got all four of my wisdom teeth out.
cool. cool.
and you know, they take them out and there's holes in your mouth and such, no big deal. do the washing thing and the syringe they give you and blah blah they close up after a while it's cool.
well i guess not.
something got in there on the left side of my face.
and it was like, kind of hard for a while, but i didn't think anything of it. because it didn't bother me or anything. why should i bother with it if it didn't effect me? ya know?
yeah.
so i wake up this morning and i have this GIANT SWELLING on the side of my face. like i look like i only got one of my wisdom teeth out. it looks ridiculous.
so i call my mom and blah blah blah. i'm at the orthodontist's and they say it's like, a puss bubble, or something like that.
something got infected in there and now it's like a giant ball of..shit basically.
and they need to drain it.
sidenote: this wouldn't be as nasty if they didn't describe it as popping a giant zit in my mouth. yeah. basically grossed out major.
so anyways. tomorrow at two they're going to give me laughing gas and numb the left side of my face. make an incision and squeeze all the crap out. nasty shit, right?
i just hope i don't have to taste any of that stuff. yuck.
now, i do not like the vet at all. most other humans there are ok, but she sticks me with needles and does other stuff that i don't like. today she told mom and gma to get some of my pee for her (she is one weird human)! anyway, they took me outside and when i squatted they pushed a tray under my bottom. i sure wasn't expecting that and looked around to see what was going on. they were laughing at me so i went somewhere else to pee, but watched them over my shoulder to make sure they didn't do that again. they didn't cause they had what they wanted, gma wasn't happy cause it was pink.
We went back in and she came in and tried to touch me. i snapped at her and she backed off. then mom wrapped me in a towel and a female took me to another room so she could poke and prod me (no needles). i had to lay on a cold table and they did something called xray and i got to go back to my humans. when she came back in i watched her close, but she didn't try to touch me again. i heard them say bladder infection and antibiotic but i didn't know what it meant. when we got home mom squirted some bad tasting stuff in my mouth.
i don't pee as often, but i'm very tired. i played for a little and took a nap. now i'm going to bed. maybe i'll feel better tomorrow.
miah ... sometimes it's just plain hard, life can knock you down, it can break your heart....
So somehow I managed to get sick, and then sicker:
Human Parvovirus
Cytomegalovirus
Norovirus
Strep Throat
Bronchitis
Bladder Infection
Fun. I mean funny. No, I mean for fucks sake!
I'm confined to the house because I could give these to anyone. :( Booooooo.
Ok...here is an update. I have finally decided to join the living again for one reason. I am out of PTO (paid time off).
I have missed a couple days of work, and was laid up my entire weekend. Let me share my list of afflictions...I have a sinus infection, which incedentally left my face in so much pain that I thought even my jaw was going to fall off. I have bronchitis, strep throat, and a lovely bout of ear infection with a side of kidney infection. Yes, I am lucky to even be upright.
My youngest son was home from school Monday and Tuesday due to a little strep throat himself. Let me tell you...being sick, and taking care of a whiny, demanding, sick child is no small feat. I have not slept since last night (I know, I know...you need rest to get better) But, it was either get up or piss myself from coughing so hard.
Yes, I know TMI...
Fortunately, my son is going back to school this morning, it is a half day...what sucks is that he is going back to school for 1 day ... Unfortunately, my son is going to be out of school until March 26th due to spring break...yay for him...FUCK for me...that means no sleep, because there is no school or daycare. Robs mom broke her arm from slipping on a fricken glacier in her driveway, she went into surgery Tuesday to pin it back together because it was entirely shattered...they think she will be lucky to have 40 percent function...and that means she will not be able to help for this round...it is pretty bad.
The job hunt continues, as I have every intention of leaving this personal hell. Hopefully, this job comes through that I am hoping to get...we shall see, it will free me up a bit timewise, and I may be able to live like a normal human being again. That would be lovely.
Hopefully, with spring here, things will start looking up...you know...
"It can't rain all the time"
Spring is renewal of the earth...maybe, this year it will be renewal for my family and I.
(THIS IS WHERE THE "RATS" COME IN-I HATE REALTORS AND SALESMEN)
I am house hunting finally. I am looking at this fabulous house that has 5 bedrooms. It is about 3,600 sq. ft. Two stories, 4 bathrooms, 3 car garage, formal living room with vaulted ceilings and a fireplace, Oh...the master bedroom has his and hers closets with a jacuzzi in its bathroom! whoo hoo! There is a "media room" which translates to mini theater (theater and tele not included of course), There is an office, a den and a room that was used as a gym. Yes... I am going to ask them to leave the fitness equipment...it is better than the stuff at the local gym. For the asking price, it should be. Apartment living blows, so hopefully, I will get my dream home.
I was looking at trading in my geo (been my baby for 11 years now) and join the ranks of Americans with Status Utility vehicles (SUV) Try having 3 kids rammed into the backseat of a car about the size of a hotwheels saying
"mom...mom...MOM...MOM...MOM...MOM...hes touching me!!!!!!!!"
I definitely need the space.
I was looking at the "grocery getters" and the soccer team transporters, and the vehicle I want had just as many perks, if not more, than the mini vans or the station wagons...plus, they aren't my style (minis and sw's). I like to be able to look down into peoples cars because I am so high up, (they don't know I see them and watch what they are doing when waiting at a red light.)
Just kidding...
but my ass has been riding on the pavement for so long that something I have to have a ladder to climb into is appealing as hell.
... The one I am looking at is the new Aspen from Chrysler...lots of perks, decent mileage, and it takes E85 ethanol...I havn't bought a brand new car in 11 years...(since my baby geo) I think I am entitled. I will have to look into this if I do get the new job. I am trying to buy a house regardless, but the car will be coming soon...
That about sums me up for the last missing days...just in case any of you give a damn.
Have a good night all...
Nic
I made my husband go to the doctor today. He has several new scrapes on his legs from the recent falls and both legs are covered in sores and are bright red. They are infected. So I make him go to the doctor anf yes the legs are infected. So they do a culture and we will find out what it is in a couple of days. The doctor starts him on two different anibotics until we find out for sure what it is exactly. What I am worried about is he keeps picking at this one stitch that will not dissolve from the pacemaker sugery. What worries me is that the pacemaker might get infected because he keeps picking at that sore. I hope that does not happen.
While there the doctor gives him a referral to a neurologist because my husband is still unstable even after changing his medications and the muscle enzymes come back from the last test within normal ranges, so now we have to find out what is going on with my husband falling so much lately.
I sent an email to my son. This weekend he is going to help me start the transfomation of my dining room into a bedroom for my husband so that my husband does not have to go up and down the stairs.
During my time off for the surgery we have had 4 days out of the 7 where I have had to deal with low blood sugar episodes with my husband. I return to work tomorrow.
We just got a call from my sister- in-law. My father-in-law has been sick all this past week and in a lot of pain in his hip. Apparently my father-in-law has had prostrate cancer for some time and he did not tell any of his family. His doctor had advised watchful waiting based on tests they had previously done that indicated the cancer was slow growing. His doctor told him he would die from a heart attack or stroke before he died from the prostrate cancer. Now with the MRI they did this week they have discovered a mass in his hip bone. We won't know for sure until the CT biopsy, hopefully this week, if this is the prostrate cancer that has moved into his hip and if there is anything they can do.
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