side note
i hate surgeons and surgery.
i am only finally starting to feel better. after my last “post surgical” update everything went to shit and got worse. i think that no one should ever have their tonsils out. the pain that occurred after all that was so bad i cried myself to sleep, and cried to the drs office and cried to Jenn.. i was a whiney baby.
the strange thing is that the pain i felt was caused by changes to the vascular flow in my head… vicoden made no dent in it.. i just had to sit through it and not move very fast or stand very long.
i hope that surgeons of the future use harry potter magic to make it instantaneous..
Other | Comments (4)sorry.. just “thinking aloud”
people take shit too seriously nowadays. everything is fast paced and on the verge of exploding. the explosion i talk about is all in their heads though. it is an over reaction creating the “mountain out of a molehill” that we have all heard about over the years. some readers may mumble something here about terrorists and the state of the world. this reaction is perfectly aligned with my point, it also walks a complete circle around it. we may get to that later though
nothing in the united states is that extreme. instead you are brought up to expect i that it is, trained to react as if the world as we know it will end if “____________” does or does not happen. we are taught that speed and quality are not the same thing, but often times hand in hand.
FUD: Fear, Uncertainty, Doubt
FUD is the subconscious energetic agent of our blueberry toaster strudel society. with any of these three ingredients, people will continue to do what they are told. it is easier to see something that you hate, but know inside and out than it is to try something new and risk a bad reaction.
i dont really know why, but it has been a high priority thought on my mind today.
old thought, old concept, new day.. sigh.
i guess al that really matters is that
i want a hot toasted english muffin right now.
wee!
so, today i actually got something done besides sit around on my ass. fighting through the misery of my mouth and throat, i taught myself, using the internet, how to rewire all of my house’s power outlets so that they are three prong grounded outlets.
all of the outlets in the house are 2prong with the exception of one or two for large equipment, washing machine as one example. this is obviously an issue due to the large number of electronics that people own that require grounding. Jenn and i have been using one outlet to get everything up and running. we were waiting for the property managers to come out and fix it, but i was so bored today i NEEDED to do something.. with the recent rain, yard work was out of the question. I was actually surprised by how easy it was to properly ground outlets when going through the replacement process.
the only truely frustrating part was in the fact that i hard to start marking all of the circuit breakers in the box. due to mis la led, or old worn labels i had to restart my episode of CSI New York 3 times and fast forward to where i left off. with no grounded outlets, i had to tunage to listed to, so i opted for TV background noise instead.
Unfortunately, i only completed the kitchen outlets today, but over the next 3 days i plan to get the whole house redone, and will kick back the upgrade costs to the prop managers for taking their dear sweet time.
I LEARNED SOMETHING USEFUL TODAY!! WOO HOO!!
Thanks to the always informative internet and all the users out there who make it helpful and refreshing to use on occasion. i am appreciative and grateful for your experience and willingness to share it on message boards and in articles.
i know i could have asked my dad or someone local, but you know how it is when you just want something done… waiting or asking seems like such a hassle.
kick ass stuff | Comments (7)Going crazy with the cabin fever.
I thought to myself, hey, almost two weeks off work for surgery.. that is a cacke walk! i will get a nice vacation in.. some work around the house.. will be back up and running in 4 days MAX. yeah, right… So tomorrow is thursday. exactly one week from when my tonsil surgery occurred. i have been miserable and useless for the most part. i am also pretty sure i have lost 10 pounds or more in the last week.
anyways. i have had virtually no food in a week and i hate popsicles now with a passion to be rivaled by no super villian ever created. i am overall doing well but have mainly been sitting around in a puddle of “i dont feel good and i want to die” for a week. i would have let people know how i was ding sooner, but to be honest, when feeling sick, i could really give a rats ass about anything else.. so no offense, but i was being self centered and quiet… i am surprised i still have Jenn hanging around after the last week.
if you want the details of the last week, read on, othersie, i would hold off.. it is nothing but bitching and moaning.. i could officially write a book about the worst week of my life though noone would read it.
jenn, when you read this, thank you.
i cannot begin to describe how wonderful and tolerant you have been, love you babe.