|I really enjoy hanging out at ringling college, especially the library. I have yet to go to the art museum. I forget every monday when its free for the public.|
A lot has transpired in the last couple months. I had surgery and the surgeon hit a nerve in my right thigh which still feels like needles. no hope of the pain going away either. the doctors have tried multiple medications to no avail. I came down to florida to lift my spirits and get some get some much needed sun and exercise before moving to temeculah California.
quivering mouth, stinging eyes.
i was able to get an appointment with a surgeon. He was a fucking prick and a half. he told me that he didn't want to give me surgery, just to treat my symptoms so he gave me a bottle of tylenol to get the swelling down. So he instructed me to take three 600mg pills of tylenol along with up to six vicodin every day until my three week checkup.
I was irate, depressed and bed ridden for the first week, if i did have to get out of the house (going to the hospital) i had to use a wheelchair. Going into the second week things improved somewhat but i was still in pretty great pain but the swelling had gone down so there was some hope.
during this time i wrote my surgeon a letter and was going to read it to him at my checkup but he wasn't there.
basically i got through to the surgeon who i saw at my tree week checkup yesterday. I completely unloaded on him. quivering mouth, stinging eyes.
my surgery is scheduled for january 12th, 2010.
|yuck, this is going to delay the permanent departure for california.
a little update.
me and my girlfriend, alicia moved in together about a week ago. Last tuesday evening i called myself an ambulance while laying in bed around 10:30pm. i guess all that moving had given me a hernia a by-product of my ehlers danlos syndrome.
when i got to the hospital they pumped me full of morphine and two doctors proceeded to shove my lower intestines back through the whole it slipped out of after it had enlarged to a golf ball size lump just below my waistline. they eventually slipped it in and told me to return the next morning for sugery. when i sat up it slipped out again. the doctors wouldn't listen to me and ignored the problem. I then began to puke from all of the morphine.
The next morning the surgeons nurse said that since they slipped it back in it was no longer an emergency surgery as it was the previous night. it would be at least 30 days at that hospital before i could be considered for surgery and 11 days for a consultation with the surgeon at the public hospital.
my doctor was a fucking prick.
i could have surgery right away if i had health insurance.
what they did seems outrageous and illegal. i'm going back to the emergency room again tonight. the pain is too much.
|i feel like i'm slipping back into depression.|
i love her but i doubt my future with her.
i didn't have near as much fun as i could have on halloween, in my big bear costume.
i've had perpetual tire-innertube problems.
i'm moving to north los angeles, california, usa, earth, january 5th, 2010
i'm bored. i'm not learning. i'm terrified of this.
i lover her more than anything.