yeh, adventure
So this was supposed to be the thie first weekend in my new exciting, jet setter way of life. Things were shaping up to be pretty damn nice i must say. i actually enjoyed the drive "home" on friday. the new way i took that takes me directly through the dells is a BEAUTIFUL route!!! so many gorgeous countrysides, and lakes, and omg the rivers were soo pretty. i got to the dells like an hour and a half before i had orientation. i took a nap in my car. i was expecting orientation to be like traditions at disney.. but no such luck, all the other new hires either didnt speek english, were ANOYING fat high school girls, or were just downright unfriendly... thank god none of them work front desk. the dude that lead the thing was really quiet and unenthusiastic... i guess nothing will ever top disney...
I got my awesome safari suite. its about 4 sizes to big... but it looks sooo cool
so thurday night.. i'm totally fine. 4 am roles around adn all of a sudden i'm in all consuming pain! i cant sleep, and i'm thinking " shit of all nights... i have to work tomorrow i need sleep" usually when u get a stomach ache.. the pain comes and goes and u can feel you digestive system moving... oh no... its constant pain... then 7 am rolls around and i get the red flag....i throw up... by this time i'm sobbing and in tears because i'm throwing up and my stomach is getting worse. i cant stand up.. and i have to work in 8 hours.
My mom takes me into urgent care and within two minutes i have a doctor trying to find out whats wrong with me. by this time i have a feeling something is wrong with me. since the pain had started i just had this feeling i wasn't going to be going into work anytime soon. so first i get a pregnancy test..... for all those enquiring minds out there... no i am not yet delivering jesus's baby so i get the all clear to get x rays taken. i also have blood taken out which we all know i love.
doctor comes back and says i have an elevated white count and she wants to do a cat scan. i have to drink the nastiest thing i've ever encountered in my life... it was like banana flavored spirm milkshake.... and i got two big ol bottles full of it. then they proceeded to repoke my arm for an iv.
turns out kari has apendisitis. grand... my first fay of work i have to call in sick for the whole first weekend i was supposed to work. i had it taken out yesturday in the first surgery i've ever had. it hurts alot more today than it did yesturday after it got taken out, but i'm doing alright.
i'm not allowed to drive for 4 days, and my parents want me to stay here for the week, so i wont be back to gb til next sunday.... i'm hoping beyond hope that by friday i'm cool with the standing and can get to work. i'm not loooking frw to emailing professors, this is a big week for me academically.. and i'll miss my folk in gb, but i do understand my parents and my doctors reasoning for wanting me to cool it. i've already broken stitches twice by trying to over exert myself. and seeing as i have to come back next weekend... things happen, and u deal with them
i'm actually dealing really well with this. everyone at the hospitol was soo surprised by how well i looked after surgery, and as weird as it sounds.. my family had been more supportive then i've ever seen them... of me and eachother. everyone treats me sooooo nice. my uncles all called to see how i was doing, people are worried about me.. it feels really nice. and i definately could have gotten used to life in the hospitol. people at my beckon call... bed goes up bed goes down... flowers and balloons.
well i'm going to do some sleeping. i just thought i'd try and put down some of whats been going on with the whole surgery dealio. miss you all! cya soon
I got my awesome safari suite. its about 4 sizes to big... but it looks sooo cool
so thurday night.. i'm totally fine. 4 am roles around adn all of a sudden i'm in all consuming pain! i cant sleep, and i'm thinking " shit of all nights... i have to work tomorrow i need sleep" usually when u get a stomach ache.. the pain comes and goes and u can feel you digestive system moving... oh no... its constant pain... then 7 am rolls around and i get the red flag....i throw up... by this time i'm sobbing and in tears because i'm throwing up and my stomach is getting worse. i cant stand up.. and i have to work in 8 hours.
My mom takes me into urgent care and within two minutes i have a doctor trying to find out whats wrong with me. by this time i have a feeling something is wrong with me. since the pain had started i just had this feeling i wasn't going to be going into work anytime soon. so first i get a pregnancy test..... for all those enquiring minds out there... no i am not yet delivering jesus's baby so i get the all clear to get x rays taken. i also have blood taken out which we all know i love.
doctor comes back and says i have an elevated white count and she wants to do a cat scan. i have to drink the nastiest thing i've ever encountered in my life... it was like banana flavored spirm milkshake.... and i got two big ol bottles full of it. then they proceeded to repoke my arm for an iv.
turns out kari has apendisitis. grand... my first fay of work i have to call in sick for the whole first weekend i was supposed to work. i had it taken out yesturday in the first surgery i've ever had. it hurts alot more today than it did yesturday after it got taken out, but i'm doing alright.
i'm not allowed to drive for 4 days, and my parents want me to stay here for the week, so i wont be back to gb til next sunday.... i'm hoping beyond hope that by friday i'm cool with the standing and can get to work. i'm not loooking frw to emailing professors, this is a big week for me academically.. and i'll miss my folk in gb, but i do understand my parents and my doctors reasoning for wanting me to cool it. i've already broken stitches twice by trying to over exert myself. and seeing as i have to come back next weekend... things happen, and u deal with them
i'm actually dealing really well with this. everyone at the hospitol was soo surprised by how well i looked after surgery, and as weird as it sounds.. my family had been more supportive then i've ever seen them... of me and eachother. everyone treats me sooooo nice. my uncles all called to see how i was doing, people are worried about me.. it feels really nice. and i definately could have gotten used to life in the hospitol. people at my beckon call... bed goes up bed goes down... flowers and balloons.
well i'm going to do some sleeping. i just thought i'd try and put down some of whats been going on with the whole surgery dealio. miss you all! cya soon