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Thursday: Worst Day Ever
     Jesus Christ. I had another HORRIBLE day on Thursday due to my lovely PCOS. I was in my French class with about 25 minutes to go when I tried to leave. (I was dieing) & My professor decided that, not only could I NOT leave, but she was going to embarrass me in front of the whole class. Sorry French Class for giving you every detail of my life, but apparently thats what our Prof. wanted...  I will spare YOU the details, but when I left I was so IN PAIN, pissed off & humiliated that I cried all the way to the doctors office. Thankfully my sweet mama met me, picked me up, and took me to her house so I could take a pain pill & a nap.
     Also, I found out today that my Professor told the whole class after I left that I could be out killing someone and that I would try to use her as an alibi.... Well, lady, you have a pretty wild imagination. Im pretty sure Ive never killed any one. And just in case I got accused of it, I would certainly use the nurse at the doctors office to cover my ass. So fuck you. Bitch.
    
Friday: Best Day Ever?
I am thankful that Friday made up for my shitty day Thursday. Chris was off work & we had a perfect day. I cant really think of anything specific that made the day THAT good, but we were both in good moods & we had no other distractions. No school work, No work work, No meetings. Nothing but quality time together.
We did go to the mall & I got an early birthday present! New Versace Sunglasses!! &&& I got my watch fixed!!

While we were still at the mall, I started having pain again. & I carry my pain meds with me, but that usually doesnt do me any good because I cant take them and function. I certainly cant drive, or work or think, or speak in logical sentences. But I decided to take a pain pill anyway and just ride in the car while Chris picked up his check and ran a few errands. I attempted to have a conversation with Alisa at some point in time, but I was kind of out of it. Im not really sure what we talked about.
When we got home, Chris and I played Yahtzee to determine which wedding invitations we would order. In our house, thats how we make any important decision that we cant agree on. We play a game. Winner gets to make the final decision.
It was actually pretty nice because during Yahtzee Chris "won" a 30 minute back massage for rolling 2 Yahtzees, and got to plan the rest of the night for having a higher over all score. I got to pick our wedding invitations because I won 2 games out of 3. (Well technically I only won 1 out of 3, but we tied on 1. And according to Chris all ties default to Mobleys Mama.)

Saturday: Wedding Planning
Saturday morning I met Alisa, Lindsay & Mom at David's Bridal to check out bridesmaids dresses. I was pleasantly surprised that it was a very painless shopping experience & both girls found something that they loved!
This is exactly what Lindsay's dress will look like! LOVE IT!!

& Alisa's will look like this except Navy. It looks SO good on her!!



After DB we went to lunch,  & DSW, and Mom and I went to the mall to get my birthday presents. Wheee new make up! I spent the rest of the day scrap booking with Mimi & going over wedding details & budget with Mom & Dad. Im pretty close to almost not going over budget ;)

Sunday Funday
I spent all day Sunday cleaning, doing homework & working out. P.S- 5 Hour Energy works, but its super nasty & if you drink it at say, oh 4:00, you will not be able to sleep. Period.

Monday: Best Day Ever, Again!

Warning: Not appropriate for work, children or anyone else.
But really, Monday was AMAZING. First of all, I spent the best $17 of somebody elses money that Ive ever spent! (Thanks, Chris) I mean really THIS was a great investment....

Its theme week for Go Kickball & our team's theme is Super Heroes!! Im literally in love with my costume. I kind of want to wear in it public more than once.
I went to class, and then WE WENT TO THE FAIR! I LOVE the fair. Like more than is normal for a person to love a trashfest. I cant help it.
My favorite part was probably the petting zoo... or maybe the corndog... or the Fireball... Ill stick with petting zoo...



After we did the petting zoo twice, Suzanne & Drew met up with us. We rode a bunch of unsafe rides & ate a bunch of fattening food. But we had SUCH a good time. Here we are on the CRAZY MOUSE. It was actually kind of craaazzzayyyy.

It was a good day. :)

Now counting down until Thursday when Chris is off again & we get to play kickball in costumes!!

Pain Scale: 6

I feel like my insides are about to pop. My right ovary has this reoccuring stabbing pain that comes and goes every few seconds to every few minutes. It started at lunch time when Chris and I were eating some delicious sushi, and BAM out of nowhere it was like pain you cannot immagine.
There was a point in time today that I seriously considered going to the hospital- the bullshit pain medicine my doctor gave me is like glorified tylenol. But when I get to the point that I actually convince myself to take something for the pain, its usually way too intense for tylenol to touch. Needless to say, the Tramadol the doctor gave me didnt do a damn thing to help me out today. All it did was make me feel weak in my stomach and made me thirsty.
But every time I think about the hospital I think about the pain scale and how confusing it is. I mean, how could the worst pain i could possibly immagine be on the same page as an cyst rupturing? It confuses me to no end. That is why I love this: (Go check out this blog! You will laugh your ass off!)


You've probably seen some version of that chart before.  You may also have noticed how inadequate it is at helping you.  Based on the faces, this is my interpretation of the chart:

0:  Haha!  I'm not wearing any pants!

2:  Awesome!  Someone just offered me a free hot dog!

4:  Huh.  I never knew that about giraffes.

6:  I'm sorry about your cat, but can we talk about something else now?  I'm bored.

8:  The ice cream I bought barely has any cookie dough chunks in it.  This is not what I expected and I am disappointed.

10:You hurt my feelings and now I'm crying!

 None of that is medically useful and it doesn't even have all the numbers, so I made a better one with all the numbers:

0:  Hi.  I am not experiencing any pain at all.  I don't know why I'm even here.

1:  I am completely unsure whether I am experiencing pain or itching or maybe I just have a bad taste in my mouth.

2:  I probably just need a Band Aid.

3:  This is distressing.  I don't want this to be happening to me at all.

4:  My pain is not fucking around.

5:  Why is this happening to me??

6:  Ow.  Okay, my pain is super legit now.

7:  I see Jesus coming for me and I'm scared.   

8:  I am experiencing a disturbing amount of pain.  I might actually be dying.  Please help.

9:  I am almost definitely dying.

10:  I am actively being mauled by a bear.

11: Blood is going to explode out of my face at any moment.

Too Serious For Numbers:  You probably have ebola.  It appears that you may also be suffering from Stigmata and/or pinkeye.

Anyway. That always makes me laugh; I needed it today. Especially because I just finished reading another heartwrenching Jodi Picoult novel- Sing You Home- about a woman that has PCOS and was never able to have kids. I cried my eyes out in the sauna at the gym. Yeah, it was THAT kind of day.

But I know that tomorrow will be a better day. I am really looking forward to having lunch with Chris and hopefully him coming home early enough for us to play Yatzee and have a glass of wine.

& Yesterday was a good day too. I went on a fabuous dinner date with two of my favorite people, Lindsay & Alisa! We went to Fuego, had some margaritas, dinner and girl talk. I love it when we get together!

As for tonight though, Im going to just lay around on the couch, drink a glass of wine, and watch a movie until its time for bed.

Good night everybody!

Bad News Bears

Before I delve into my rant heres a little background:
1. In September 2009 I was hospitalized for a few days because of pain in my right side. They thought it may have been my appendix, but after a CT scan, they discovered that it was not. I hope I never ever ever ever have to have another CT scan in my whole life. Drinking the die contrast was the grossest stuff ever. Sick, Im gagging just thinking about it. I ran a high fever for several days, but eventually my fever broke and they let me go. They never did quite figure out what was wrong.
2. A few months ago, I started having the pain again. I waited for about 2 or 3 months before I finally went to the doctor. They found out that the reason for my pain was cysts on my ovaries & diagnosed me with PCOS- poly cystic ovarian syndrome.
3. Im taking Progesterone to help decrease the occurrence of cysts. I cannot take birth control because progesterone and birth control counteract each other.
4. I hate taking pain medicine. Most of it makes me feel like a zombie, and I cant function and take it.
 Okay, so heres my rant...
Saturday afternoon I started having pain in my right side again. I went to the ball, had a blast, but by Monday the pain still hadnt stopped. Monday afternoon  I though I was going to die. I left work early, begged my mom to find me some pain medicine, and scheduled another ultrasound for Tuesday morning.
So by the time I get to the doctor Tuesday morning my cyst had already ruptured, which meant they couldnt do anything except give me pain medicine.
At this point, Im extremely frustrated. Theres nothing that they can do to prevent cysts from forming. They can basically just give me some shit to make me not care that Im hurting. & My doctor says that after having kids, my cysts may go away forever. But heres the problem(s). 1. Im not ready to have kids any time soon. & 2. When I am ready to have kids, its going to be difficult to get pregnant;  PCOS causes infertility, so Ill probably have to have in vitro. And you know how when somebody tells you that you cant have something, its the only thing you can think about? Well, thats how I feel. (Now I know I dont need any babies right now, please dont tell me this. I know.) Just the fact that the doctors tell me that I cant get pregnant, makes me want a baby more than anything in the whole world. But again, its just not time yet. Plus, Im trying to remain positive; maybe it'll happen naturally "when the time is right" as Chris says...


Even though my day started out bad, and I was grouchy for the morning, my day really turned around. I forced myself to go to school, and I did well on my test. :) Then Chris took me across the bay to get my dermals changed & to go to Charming Charlie. & HOLY CRAP that place is AMAZING! Good thing its across the bay, or I would go there all the time! Chris bought me a bracelet & some earrings to wear this weekend, & I got a really cute/funky coral colored necklace with a bone-carved-looking elephant on it.

After our Daphne adventure, we helped his dad sort Mardi Gras throws... Well, Chris helped... I watched AFV with Gayle. & When we got home, Chris tried on his Mardi Gras costume. First let me say, I am SO glad I wore my "wild" dress last weekend. Chris's costume is the exact same color as the dress I wore to INCA... we would have seriously looked like we picked out matching outfits if I wore the green & purple dress to MOT.
Also, Mobley hated Chris dressing up. I took a video. If youre really bored, you can watch it. :) But if you have a life, dont waste your time. & Have a good day. Its too beautiful outside for today to be a bad day.