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March 31, 2006

Update

Mookie is home. He's very tired, but he's going to be fine.

Thank you for all the well wishes.

Lots of the usual crazy shit has been going on.

I'm too tired to write anything else.

Have a great weekend!

March 29, 2006

For all of those who need a little cheer in their day

I took this at a gas station rest stop. Proof that beauty can be found anywhere.

Daffodil2

March 28, 2006

You know how I know you're a DICK?

Because you are smoking a cigarette, in front of a no smoking sign, IN FRONT OF THE CANCER HOSPITAL.

March 27, 2006

Worth EVERY Penny

Long story short:

Mookie is very sick. He has a blocked urethra. The doctor told me if I hadn't brought him in to the hospital today he would have DIED.
It's been a horrible day.
Hopefully, Mookie will be able to come home tomorrow.
I would have sold my organs to get him the treatment he needs, but apparently all they needed was $1,800.
All I really care about is that he's going to be OK; I'll find a way to make some money.
(Time to get out my fishnets and high heels!)

Please send some good vibes his way

*UPDATE- Mookie is not coming home today (Tuesday). I got no sleep last night because Itsy walked around the apartment SCREAMING for Mookie ALL NIGHT LONG. I'm sure there will be a repeat performance tonight.

Oh, and I got my period, which probably doesn't sound that interesting, but I thought I had already gotten my period two weeks ago, so now I'm really confused and I have no idea what's going on with my body.

March 24, 2006

Still coming to terms

You know what sucks?
If/when I get pregnant again, every time I speak to a nurse or have a sonogram they'll ask "is this your first pregnancy?"
and I'll have to say "no". And then they might try to make casual conversation and say "Oh, how old is your first child?" and then I'll have to explain that I lost the first baby.

For me being pregnant and then losing the baby was like someone having a favorite band who they've always wanted to see in concert, and they finally gets tickets to their concert, and then on the way to the concert they get a flat tire and MISS THE CONCERT.

I had a life long dream in arms reach and then it was gone.

March 22, 2006

Not just a passing fad

I was thinking today, after talking to one of my internet friends on the phone, that I have really met some great people through blogging.
Some I talk to on Instant Message all the time (when they're actually in town), some I have spoken to on the phone, some I have met in person, and some I email with on a regular basis and are a constant source of support.
I really feel like I have made some true friends through blogging.

So, Internet, tell me about the relationships you've made, and the people you've met through blogging.

Eye Patch

Eyepatch

March 18, 2006

Lock up your daughters

This, ladies and gentlemen, is my nephew.

Intense

He's 20 years old and an aspiring actor.
He's going to be the next Tom Cruise (except for the being a gigantic, insane asshole part).

I know I'm biased because he's my nephew, but isn't he just adorable?

March 17, 2006

I was going to write a funny post, but

Mookie is sick AGAIN. As I'm sure I've stated before, we have tried everything; different foods, different kitty litters, different medications, etc.
I watched him sit in the litter box this morning for twenty minutes, straining to get some pee out. Then he walked around the apartment screaming in pain.He then sat in the bathtub for another twenty minutes straining. I gave him some powerful pain medicine which knocks him out. I hate having to drug him all of the time.
Now I'm just counting the minutes until he starts peeing blood.
Since we've tried all of the treatments and nothing works, the next step is surgery.
Besides the fact that surgery scares the shit out of me, in an effort to cut back on expenses to save for a baby, we let all of the animals' health insurance lapse. I'm sure the surgery will cost us at least $1000.
$1000 is a HUGE amount of money for us. We just invested a large sum of money in my new web site, and it will probably be quite a while (if at all) before we make any money back from it.

I'M SO STRESSED OUT.

Has anyone had a similar problem with their cat?
Has anyone heard of this surgery (I think they shorten the urethra)?

March 13, 2006

A Word From Fuzzball

Hey folks, I'm playing web administrator for Torrie, and I'm trying to import her Movable Type to Word Press. Things might go a bit awry from time to time, so don't freak out if you log on and the page looks like a Picasso painting. The same goes for veggiepregnancy. Jared over at LiquidWeb and I are mucking about and working on some upgrades. Hooray! Thanks for your patience --

--La Fuzz

Ah! So that's why it felt like someone set my uterus on fire.

You know what's fun?

Having an ovarian cyst rupture WHILE YOU ARE HAVING SEX.

Hasn't my body been through enough in the past couple of months?

March 10, 2006

Scooter

Scooter

March 09, 2006

It wasn't meant to be

We got the results back today on the genetic testing that was done on the baby.

It turns out that the baby had 69 chromosomes. You're supposed to have 46, 23 from each parent.
In other words, there was a whole extra set of chromosomes.

This is good news. It means it was just an accident and that Dr. Torrie and I don't have any genetic mutations.

My doctor cleared us to start trying again, when we're ready.

March 07, 2006

How do you spell relief? P-U-F-F-S P-L-U-S

Thank you to whoever invented Puffs Plus. You are a genius.

I have a HORRIBLE cold and I have blown my nose approximately 7,000 times in the last two days.

And even though I have been applying cocoa butter religiously, my nose still felt like someone had been using a cheese grater on it.

This morning I used the last Kleenex tissue in the apartment. Faced with the reality that if I did not buy some tissues PRONTO, my apartment would be covered in green phlegm, I gathered what little strength I had and went downstairs to the drugstore where I purchased a huge box of Puffs Plus.

They are so wonderfully soft.

It's like wiping your nose with a baby's ass or a cuddly bunny.

Ahhhhhhhhhh.

March 06, 2006

Internet, I need your advice

I live on the thirty-second floor of a thirty-four-floor apartment building.
I've never met the people who live directly above us, but the husband and I have come up with our own conclusions about how many of them there are. We've even guessed who they are.
Person #1- Working Woman. Wears high heels for the majority of the time she is home. We have gathered this information due to the fact that they obviously have no rugs because we can hear every clickety step of the high heels.
Person #2- The Carpenter. He is thus named because of the constant banging, hammering, and sawing we hear.
Person #3- The Toddler. The toddler like to drop things. A LOT. I know this because of the aforementioned lack of rugs. He also likes to run laps around the apartment, bounce balls, and produce high pitch screams that make all of the dogs in the neighborhood cringe.
It seems that their favorite family activity is to move furniture. Working Woman and the The Carpenter like to move the large pieces of furniture, while The Toddler follows behind dragging a chair.
They also have some kind of exercise machine. Maybe a rowing machine or a Nordick Track. I know this because we hear the whoor-whoor sound BECAUSE THEY HAVE NO RUGS.
Instead of an alarm clock, the Working woman and The Carpenter have either an African dance troupe or a tippany drummer wake them up. Every morning, even on the weekends, sometime between 7:45 and 8:45 I am awoken by a VERY loud BANG BANG BANG that shakes my whole bedroom. I work from home, so I usually don't wake up until at least 9 am. The Working Women and The Carpenter obviously have other plans for me.

Here's my dilemma:
I can deal with the noise during the day, but the noise late at night/early in the morning is driving me crazy.
I need your help deciding what course of action I should take.
I could-
a) Bang on the ceiling with a broom whenever I hear the noise
b) File a formal complaint with the building, which would mean the building would write them a warning saying that there have been noise complaints and to please make sure that 85% of their floors are covered with carpet (which is building policy). However, they would automatically know it was us who made the complaint because we are the only ones who live underneath them. It might piss them off that we didn't go to them first before we filed a complaint.
c) I could write them a nice but direct letter stating that there is a lot of noise coming from their apartment, and that we can deal with it during the day, but it wakes us up on an almost daily basis. And, that it appears that part of the problem is that they have no rugs.
The only problem with this scenario is that if it's someone my husband works with, which is a distinct possibility (Our building is staff housing for the hospital), it could create an awkward situation for him.

Most of the people I've asked think I should just let the building handle it (option b).
What do you think?

March 03, 2006

Much ado about nothing

I am on the second day of a detox/cleanse where I do nothing but eat fruits and vegetables.
I'm doing it to try to rid my body of the approximately 10 pounds of chocolate I have consumed since losing the baby, thanks in part to Misfit, who sent me AMAZING brownies.

The flash on my camera is broken and I will have to part with it for at least a week, if not two, while it's being repaired.
I will twitch the entire time.

And now, another fun medical story:
When my husband checked on a patient who had been given a spinal (which makes you numb from the waist down) the patient said "Doc, I can't feel my dick".
To which my husband replied "Don't worry, it's still there."
I can not even tell you how amused I was when he told me that. I have no idea how the husband kept a straight face.
He is a stronger man than I.

March 02, 2006

Just a Thought

It's probably not such a good idea to watch cooking shows (especially ones where they visit the Krispy Kreme factory) while you're trying to do a cleanse diet that entails eating only a few fruits and vegetables.

OH MY GOD.

She just said something about a Krispy Kreme bread pudding.

MUST CHANGE CHANNEL.

March 01, 2006

I'm having a good day

Well, I've secretly been working on a new web site for a few months now and I just launched it a couple of days ago.
I hired the amazingly talented Jon Armstrong to design the logo and set it up for me. Thanks to Jon, the site looks amazing and professional, and better than I had even imagined.

Check it out.

It's only been a couple of days and already THREE web sites have written about it, including Blogging Baby.

I'm getting a lot of positive feedback.
It's seems the web site is filling a void, as I hoped it would.

I am so honored and so excited.

To top it all off, I got an email from a magazine in Germany who wants to use one of my pictures.
This time I'll actually get credit for my photograph.

The next time I'm complaining, remind me of this day.