Well. So. That was not entirely planned.
I just returned home to my parents' house after spending four days on the hospital. Over 200 miles away from home.
Heh.
I mean, I know I'm obviously currently on a streak of bad luck and all, but acute pancreatitis striking out of nowhere? On the one day when I was away from home to visit chigrima and meet up with croaky and anla for a bit of Christmas cheer? I... did not see that one coming.
Seeing everyone was absolutely great and lots of fun. We had a bit of good food, lots of good tea (of course) and we played a bit of Shadow of the Colossus and Devil May Cry. Anla gave me an absolutely breathtaking picture she's been working on for several years now. It's just gorgeous. I'll never understand how the girl can work with such patience for so long until perfection is acheived, but it's a thing of beauty. It's always lots of fun to see her and Croaky, even though it doesn't happen too often.
All in all, it was great.
Ending up in the hospital, hooked up to lots of tubes and drugged senseless to ease the unbearable pain however... was not. Gnn.
Besides, I know I'm apparently any nurse's nightmare when it comes to needles. I am impossible to get any blood out of, not to mention trying to find a vein cooperative enough to hook up IV. My arms and hands are so bruised and tender from failed attempts by now it's not even funny. In the end the only places they managed to get a working catheter in was my wrists, so I couldn't move my hands at all, and even now they still sort of hurt. Damn, it's good to be rid of those things. Being a vegetable is no fun at all.
The drugs were good, though. >.>
I've been so stressed out for so long I haven't even realized how constantly tense I was until they injected some of that good stuff and I drifted off on happy little clouds to slumber-land, more relaxed than I've been in a long, long time.
Chi came to see me a couple of times, although I fear the first time I was nicely drugged and not entirely coherent. If it had at least been the pink elephant kind of drugs I might have been more interesting company; as it was, I mostly had to fight hard not to fall asleep.
I got to borrow her Christmas present copy of Making Money, though, so I did have a pleasant way to spend my time once I was feeling a bit better.
Today the test results finally came back good enough they let me leave, albeit reluctantly. But hell, if it means I can spend New Years with my family at best and ending up in a hospital in town where my family can come to see me anytime at worst, it's worth the risk of leaving a bit sooner than they'd prefer.
So, as of half an hour I'm back in my parents' house. Misty gave me the cool "You abandoned us for days and I'm not talking to you" treatment, Furiel seemed a bit confusedly happy, as he usually is, but Nemo was overjoyed to see me again; came running as soon as I called his name and then lay purring on my shoulder for several minutes, making that little smacking kiss-like sound he does when he's feeling particularly affectionate.
It's good to be home.
Heh.
I mean, I know I'm obviously currently on a streak of bad luck and all, but acute pancreatitis striking out of nowhere? On the one day when I was away from home to visit chigrima and meet up with croaky and anla for a bit of Christmas cheer? I... did not see that one coming.
Seeing everyone was absolutely great and lots of fun. We had a bit of good food, lots of good tea (of course) and we played a bit of Shadow of the Colossus and Devil May Cry. Anla gave me an absolutely breathtaking picture she's been working on for several years now. It's just gorgeous. I'll never understand how the girl can work with such patience for so long until perfection is acheived, but it's a thing of beauty. It's always lots of fun to see her and Croaky, even though it doesn't happen too often.
All in all, it was great.
Ending up in the hospital, hooked up to lots of tubes and drugged senseless to ease the unbearable pain however... was not. Gnn.
Besides, I know I'm apparently any nurse's nightmare when it comes to needles. I am impossible to get any blood out of, not to mention trying to find a vein cooperative enough to hook up IV. My arms and hands are so bruised and tender from failed attempts by now it's not even funny. In the end the only places they managed to get a working catheter in was my wrists, so I couldn't move my hands at all, and even now they still sort of hurt. Damn, it's good to be rid of those things. Being a vegetable is no fun at all.
The drugs were good, though. >.>
I've been so stressed out for so long I haven't even realized how constantly tense I was until they injected some of that good stuff and I drifted off on happy little clouds to slumber-land, more relaxed than I've been in a long, long time.
Chi came to see me a couple of times, although I fear the first time I was nicely drugged and not entirely coherent. If it had at least been the pink elephant kind of drugs I might have been more interesting company; as it was, I mostly had to fight hard not to fall asleep.
I got to borrow her Christmas present copy of Making Money, though, so I did have a pleasant way to spend my time once I was feeling a bit better.
Today the test results finally came back good enough they let me leave, albeit reluctantly. But hell, if it means I can spend New Years with my family at best and ending up in a hospital in town where my family can come to see me anytime at worst, it's worth the risk of leaving a bit sooner than they'd prefer.
So, as of half an hour I'm back in my parents' house. Misty gave me the cool "You abandoned us for days and I'm not talking to you" treatment, Furiel seemed a bit confusedly happy, as he usually is, but Nemo was overjoyed to see me again; came running as soon as I called his name and then lay purring on my shoulder for several minutes, making that little smacking kiss-like sound he does when he's feeling particularly affectionate.
It's good to be home.