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2nd-Dec-2006 08:36 pm - Pink Floyd
Wink
So - I was in a Pink Floyd mood today. I went into work and put Dark Side of the Moon on my little speakers next to my desk. My boss promptly said that is not the way to listen to Dark Side of the Moon. He put the CD into his high end stereo and promptly blasted Dark Side of the Moon in the office. Thank God no one called as I would not have been able to hear them. It was awesome to listen to the music and have a background of thunder and lightening. This memory will stick with me for for some time.

On another note, I finally read the Time Out Chicago magazine article that mentions my bosses' wife. She gave some geeky writer from the magazine pick-up advice. The article was hysterical. The guy could not pick-up any women in Lincoln Park or Wicker Park even though he had a cute three month old puppy.
11th-Sep-2006 06:03 pm - 9/11
in the pink
Well - I was lying in bed with my cat thinking about 9/11. Every where I turn it seems as though everyone is remembering 9/11. What gets me is that most of the country didn't know a single soul who lost their lives on 9/11. I cannot say that. I grew-up in Stamford, CT - an hour train ride to Grand Central Station, NYC. I had childhood friends and family of friends who died a horrid death. I am feeling rather morose tonight thinking of the people who died. Every time I see the image of the towers collapsing, all that goes through my head are that people are dying and I am watching it on TV. Somehow, that seems very sick to me. I just can't seem to get my head around the death of these people. It seems to be me that I should be approaching my 20th year high school reunion with anticipation - instead I am dreading it.
6th-May-2006 02:25 pm - Danse Macabre
Pilot as window washer
Those of you who know me know I am a book reviewer. I get massive amounts of books in the mail. As a matter of fact, the postman just delivered two packages full of books. I am a bibliophile and love books, but sometimes a real stinker of a book comes my way.

My rant is about the latest Laurell K. Hamilton book, Danse Macabre. I must admit that I loved the early books in the Anita Blake Vampire Hunter series, but this book is horrid. I know I will be panned for saying this, but it is true.

I remember being so excited when a new LKH book came out. I got out of bed with pneumonia on the day Narcissus in Chains was released. I have attended her book signings when she comes to Chicago. I even interviewed her for SFSite.com. I was a fan - until this book. I am so disappointed in the lack of storyline and the emphasis on sex. I don't mean sex scenes that make you squirm a little - I mean sex scenes that make you want to hurl. Considering one of my best friends is a professional dominatrix, I think I have a high tolerance for bizarre sexual acts.

All I can say is the publisher probably does not want me to review this book. I will make the sacrifice and finish it so I can write a nice discourse on why no one should purchase this book. Maybe I'll get lucky and the book will suddenly get better.
15th-Mar-2006 07:47 pm - Medication Hell
Jabba the Hutt
Well - I have been so lucky to experience nerve pain on my wonderful, huge incision site. My incision extends all the way to my spine - so I have about four inches of skin that was not cut. I am experience something called neuropathic pain - a have violent spasms that are painful and a burning sensation. This is a result of the severed nerves reattaching along the incision site. I have had no sleep - the spasms are the worse at night.

Anyway, my doctor decided pain meds, Vicodin was not the way to go - instead I am now on Neurontin. I feel like my head is a big balloon above my body and I am extremely nauseous. I have been popping Zofran and Compazine as all day. I feel like a drug addict with all these pills. I have to take the Neurontin for three months. It is supposed to take a couple of days to work. Hopefully some of these nasty side effects will diminish. I feel useless.

Sleeping with Kitty and Chamois has become interesting. I cannot sleep on my stomach so I have a pillow along one side of my body for me to lean on. Chamois has decided this pillow is really for him to sleep on against my side. It's kinda weird as he feels like a hot water bottle curled up on me. Kitty has decided my feet are the most comfortable part of the bed. It's weird how the cats have claimed certain spots are their own.

Jill took some graphic pictures of me after surgery. Of course I gave her permission, but it was weird to see her come down with her task light to make sure the pictures were are graphic as possible. I have decided to share one - the rest show too much of me for public display. Here is my 'new' belly button. It looks much better now that the swelling has gone down. Plus I finally got rid of the green sharpie markings. You just barely see one of the j-tubes I came home with. They where nasty.

8th-Feb-2006 02:07 pm - Tubes are gone!
in the pink
Yesterday, the doctor removed the four j-tubes! I am so happy as they where a wee bit uncomfortable. I have to go back next week and get the stitches removed from my bellybutton. Right now I look like a very stuffed sausage. The doctor has sworn to me that the swelling will go down dramatically and all will look 'normal.'

Pain is still forefront in my day. I am trying to be productive, but I am a basket case. Chris and Kendrick visited last night which was really nice. I am beginning to get cabin fever. I think I may even attempt to walk to Walgreen's later today just to have something to do. The problem is, I don't think I can make it there and back. Three blocks is a long walk when you cannot stand up straight and am only six days post-op. It is pipe dream - but I can try. Maybe I'll just order Thai food instead. That sounds more realistic.

As you can tell my days need some focus. I am really not a good patient.
6th-Feb-2006 05:20 am - Surgery
Pilot as window washer
Well - it is now Monday at 5:20am and I am four days post-op. I am still in a great deal of pain. I found myself lying in bed this morning trying to convince my bladder that it really didn't need to be emptied. My entire body is sore and akin to one big knot. My incision goes around my hips to about two inches from my spinal column. This makes any sleeping position uncomfortable. I think you all get the picture.

On the plus side, I am slowly healing - no infection - no colds or the like. While Mike has not been helpful, I have been able to depend on Ed.

Please do drop me a note or visit - if you really now me. I feel the insanity begininng to brew.
28th-Jan-2006 12:32 pm - Surgery
Jabba the Hutt
Well - it is really going to happen this Thursday. I am very anxious as this is major abdominal surgery and I will be in recovery for six to eight weeks. The thought of another surgery is definitely a freaky thing. I have had such bad hospital experiences. I will never forget after kidney/bladder surgery – lying there in true agony with a multitude of tubes – being given shots of Dilated and Belladonna & Opium. I was high as a kite and in a type of pain I NEVER want to experience again. It is bad when your pain subsides enough that the doctor decides to step down pain management to a morphine pump. That was scary and very painful. I have been reassured that this surgery will be uncomfortable, but not in the same category.

Ed has kindly agreed to be my nurse for a bit. He is going to be taking care of Chamois also. I have to give him cat bathing lessons later today. This should be rather fun to watch. While I have an understanding with Chamois – Ed is new to this.

Today is also the day to finish moving furniture around. I need to have everything organized before Thursday. Hopefully I will be able to get everything done. I am looking forward to having my office all setup again. Right now I am in a sea of books and paper stacks. It has been driving me nuts.

Tonight is the Belmont Burlesque. We are meeting at Friar Tuck to start of a fun night of debauchery. It should be a great way to enjoy myself before my convalescence.

Please drop me a note or call as I don't deal with being sick well.
16th-Jan-2006 05:17 pm - B-12
Katie's party
As some of you know, I have something called Pernicious anemia - in other words a Vitamin B-12 deficiency. My insurance company decided it was too expensive for me to traipse to the doctor's office every other week and get an injection of B-12. So I am now required to inject myself. While this may sound rather benign - let me tell you that it is hard to stick a needle in your own flesh. Plus, it stings afterward.

Today was my first time doing the injection all by myself. I feel like I just passed an exam or something similar. Hopefully, giving myself these injections will become much easier as time goes by. I keep wondering if I had the needle at the correct angle - did I inject into muscle or fat - the questions are endless. It certainly felt like I did it the same way as the nurse at my doctor's office. Thank God I don't have to do this again for two more weeks.
13th-Jan-2006 01:43 pm - Friday the 13th
Alien Love
Today is not a good day for me. I feel like crap and am miserable. After contemplating moving more furniture, I sat on my couch and cried. Now that I have no more distractions, it would seem I am extremely upset over all that is happening in my life. Today feels like a mini-meltdown. I even went back to bed with both cats curled against my body.

It seems as though people in my life have strange agendas. I just want to enjoy the hard earned health I have now. I can do whatever I want and the freedom of this is very heady. I’m not stuck anymore, but I feel even more boxed in. Some days or I should say most days I find it hard to feel good about myself. This is not a good situation with all the verbal crap coming my way.

I woke up today and felt very ugly. Hopefully, writing about it will help make it seem all the more silly. And I just realized it is Friday the 13th. Go figure.
12th-Jan-2006 05:28 pm - Blah
Pilot as window washer
Today is a very blah day. I started moving books and furniture in anticipation of Mike's move. It felt wonderful, but damn, I hate moving crap. Of course Michael will not lift a finger. I am feeling a little tortured. I should be shouting with glee, but I think the sadness has finally hit me.

I did find a funny picture to add to my userpictures. It was taken while waiting for a flight to Boston. I thought it was hysterical to see a jumbo jet pilot cleaning the windshield of his plane. Far be it from me to suggest that windshield whipper fluid might be necessary.




Ed is currently obsessed with going to a 'gay rodeo.' I guess they wrestle a goat into jockey shorts and various other activities best left unmentioned. Imagine the Marlboro Man in leather chaps and nothing else. Enough said about that.
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