it's been a while......
it's been a while since i've updated i know. so heres whats shaken on the matt tree. i'm in summer class taking a full load (digital image 1- survevy of new media art- directing teh narrative). i really like all my classes. i was the assistant camera man on a thesis shoot (i was pretty much the only undergrad working the whole shoot), and we shot super 16mm (wide screen). i just got done working on a HD shoot inwhich i was once again the assistant camera man. i really like i get to actually do somethign the whole shoot than just sit around feeling like i'm waisting my time away not doing anythign half the shoot.
i've had another boost in faith today. the fri. before school started i started feeling some pains on my right lower front hip. it wasn't anything too painfull so i just brushed it off. over the 1st week of school things started to get worse and worse and then i noticed that it was swollen and hard. i went to the doctors that fri. to have it checked out. (the next part of this story if you haven't read about me getting cancer when i was 17 you'll have to go back and find that post if it's still up) when the doctor was checking it out she noticed it was near a scar from the surgery, and didn't know if it was that maybe i ripped open some scar tissue, or if it was somethign else. she refered me to another doctor and wanted me to get an ultra sound. so about an hour or 2 later i went to the ultra sound to have it looked at. so they bring me back there and one lady starts looken around and she's new so she gets 2 other more experienced people, so they come and one starts really digging into me looken around. i crack a joke about me being pregant and we had a good laugh with that. so she doesn't know what it is either so she get the doctor, and he doesn't really know either. so afterwards i have to call my mom and tell her that the no one knows whats wrong with me at all. so the only way to do that was to tell her that i have an alien baby growing inside me, that and that i was dieing.......... she didn't like that joke that much. so my doctor calls me back telling me that i have a apointment wed. morning (and it's still fri.) but that if it gets worse go to the hospital and there'll be a team of surgeons standing by for me that knows about the problem (if no one not knowing anythign wasn't bad enough knowing that i could get worse enough that surgeons are on stand-by for me kind of doesn't make things any better either). but thankfully i took it easy and just didn't lift anything heavy. that wed. i was starting to feel better and pain was off and on. the doctor said that it could be a hernia, or ripped scar tissue and that he could just open me up and take a look but he'd rather know befoe he went in, so he wants me to get a ct scan. i don't mind ct scans except this nasty crap that i have to drink and i have to take it plain (everytime i've taken it plain i've either thrown it up or gagged really badly). so the appoitment is on a fri. and when i start drinking the crap i prepared for the worste and drank it in the bathroom. it ended up actually just tasting like a really bad berry milk shake (like 3 peices of fruit and milk). i get the ct done and meet this older man whos a 10 year cancer survivor. and once again i have to wait for the next wed. for a doctors appointment. so i start trying to prepare for the appointment. at the last appointment he haad told me that pretty much i was going to get surgery, so my mom was prepared to come down, i was going to make arrangments to go to confession (i havn't been since my 8th grade year i really need to go!), and the likes. sso wed rolls around and i havn't been feeling any pain really, and the doctor comes in and aske me which side it was hurting again, and i said the rightside. and he said "that right they wrote in the report that the left side was domanite (bigger side) which would be true from your previous surgery. has it been hurting?" "no" i responded. "well let me take a look at it again." he check it out and checks for a hernia, and said that he didn't feel any hernia and that theres nothing on my ct scan that shows anything else so if it gets worse again to make an appointment but otherwise we're done........... hold on wait one second. thats it we're done? i was under the impression that i was going to have surgery. i had told my teachers that it was almost a sure thing, i told my boss at an interview for a staff posision at teh cage that i was going to have this done. but i don't need surgery......... i don't care if you believe in god or not, but it's been about 4-5 years since i've been hit that hard from him. i'm not 100% fine but compared to a week ago he was about ready to open me up. one week, and not even that, a couple of days and thing are looking better. my god it's a mirrical. i still don't know what was wrong with me, but all i know is that i'm better and it's all i need to know. someone must have been prayen for me.
so pray really is a powerfull thing. even if you don't practise your faith a lot or go to church, just saying a prayer and talking to god is a powerfull thing. it's extremly powerfull but you just have to listen for him. now that i've been helped i need your help to help out someone in my family. my new niece needs lots of prayers right now. she has been unresponcive to noises latly which is not a good sign. it could mean that she it deaf or something else, and we're praying for somethign else like maybe fluid in the ears (her mommy has had that problem when she was young too). so please keep her in your prayers.
well now that i've taken up your whole friends page i'm going to end this. it's 2:40 and i still have homework for tomorrow. i hope everyone is well, and i love and miss you all. thanks for reading.
-matt
i've had another boost in faith today. the fri. before school started i started feeling some pains on my right lower front hip. it wasn't anything too painfull so i just brushed it off. over the 1st week of school things started to get worse and worse and then i noticed that it was swollen and hard. i went to the doctors that fri. to have it checked out. (the next part of this story if you haven't read about me getting cancer when i was 17 you'll have to go back and find that post if it's still up) when the doctor was checking it out she noticed it was near a scar from the surgery, and didn't know if it was that maybe i ripped open some scar tissue, or if it was somethign else. she refered me to another doctor and wanted me to get an ultra sound. so about an hour or 2 later i went to the ultra sound to have it looked at. so they bring me back there and one lady starts looken around and she's new so she gets 2 other more experienced people, so they come and one starts really digging into me looken around. i crack a joke about me being pregant and we had a good laugh with that. so she doesn't know what it is either so she get the doctor, and he doesn't really know either. so afterwards i have to call my mom and tell her that the no one knows whats wrong with me at all. so the only way to do that was to tell her that i have an alien baby growing inside me, that and that i was dieing.......... she didn't like that joke that much. so my doctor calls me back telling me that i have a apointment wed. morning (and it's still fri.) but that if it gets worse go to the hospital and there'll be a team of surgeons standing by for me that knows about the problem (if no one not knowing anythign wasn't bad enough knowing that i could get worse enough that surgeons are on stand-by for me kind of doesn't make things any better either). but thankfully i took it easy and just didn't lift anything heavy. that wed. i was starting to feel better and pain was off and on. the doctor said that it could be a hernia, or ripped scar tissue and that he could just open me up and take a look but he'd rather know befoe he went in, so he wants me to get a ct scan. i don't mind ct scans except this nasty crap that i have to drink and i have to take it plain (everytime i've taken it plain i've either thrown it up or gagged really badly). so the appoitment is on a fri. and when i start drinking the crap i prepared for the worste and drank it in the bathroom. it ended up actually just tasting like a really bad berry milk shake (like 3 peices of fruit and milk). i get the ct done and meet this older man whos a 10 year cancer survivor. and once again i have to wait for the next wed. for a doctors appointment. so i start trying to prepare for the appointment. at the last appointment he haad told me that pretty much i was going to get surgery, so my mom was prepared to come down, i was going to make arrangments to go to confession (i havn't been since my 8th grade year i really need to go!), and the likes. sso wed rolls around and i havn't been feeling any pain really, and the doctor comes in and aske me which side it was hurting again, and i said the rightside. and he said "that right they wrote in the report that the left side was domanite (bigger side) which would be true from your previous surgery. has it been hurting?" "no" i responded. "well let me take a look at it again." he check it out and checks for a hernia, and said that he didn't feel any hernia and that theres nothing on my ct scan that shows anything else so if it gets worse again to make an appointment but otherwise we're done........... hold on wait one second. thats it we're done? i was under the impression that i was going to have surgery. i had told my teachers that it was almost a sure thing, i told my boss at an interview for a staff posision at teh cage that i was going to have this done. but i don't need surgery......... i don't care if you believe in god or not, but it's been about 4-5 years since i've been hit that hard from him. i'm not 100% fine but compared to a week ago he was about ready to open me up. one week, and not even that, a couple of days and thing are looking better. my god it's a mirrical. i still don't know what was wrong with me, but all i know is that i'm better and it's all i need to know. someone must have been prayen for me.
so pray really is a powerfull thing. even if you don't practise your faith a lot or go to church, just saying a prayer and talking to god is a powerfull thing. it's extremly powerfull but you just have to listen for him. now that i've been helped i need your help to help out someone in my family. my new niece needs lots of prayers right now. she has been unresponcive to noises latly which is not a good sign. it could mean that she it deaf or something else, and we're praying for somethign else like maybe fluid in the ears (her mommy has had that problem when she was young too). so please keep her in your prayers.
well now that i've taken up your whole friends page i'm going to end this. it's 2:40 and i still have homework for tomorrow. i hope everyone is well, and i love and miss you all. thanks for reading.
-matt