natashastuff

• Beware the perils of christmas shopping! I went to Metrotown with Matt's mom, and we were in the hallway by the McDonald's/EB/Poster World, talking about mango juice and where to get some, and as I was inhaling to say something in response, my throat started to burn in a way I have never experienced before, causing uncontrollable coughing. Then Matt's mom started to cough and her eyes to water, and the surrounding people started to react in the same manner, causing a mass exodus of the area. Turns out, someone at the end of the hall outside the doors got pepper sprayed, and we got it wafted to us. It is strong, and extremely unpleasant. Being that I was inhaling at the second it hit me, I got it all in my throat and sinuses. Not knowing what was happening, my first thought at the time was somewhere along the lines of, "Oh my god, someone put anthrax (or something equally scary) in the ventilation system!" Thankfully, pepper spray is all it was... Also thankfully, I was only that morning permitted by my ophthalmologist to continue wearing my contacts. They protected my eyes from worse assault, like little force fields.
• I have my laptop (aka. Betty) back! She came back all better from the computer hospital, and hopefully there will be no more incidences of spontaneous combustion.
• I have ovarian cysts. Apparently the normal thing to do is just leave them there. Okay then...
• Had my christmas shopping all done a week before christmas! First time ever!
• Also first time ever, not having christmas dinner with my own family. My cousin's husband's parents invited everyone to their house for dinner this year. I loathe eating with strangers, and Matt's mom was wanting to know when I would be spending some christmas time with them, so I will be going to their house on christmas day. I will miss the rutarotts....
• Alfalfa is still blind.
• Matt is still hairy.
• Lazily looking around for places to move to.
• Bought a really nice, big CD/DVD/VHS shelving unit! I will be assembling it soon (I hope).
• Got an A- in Office Math!
• I love bacon. Honey maple flavored bacon especially.
• My doctor said that if the annoying tender spot is still there in my side in January, he may send me for a CT scan, as my urine/blood tests, and ultrasound show nothing.

So, I was sleeping Wednesday day, and got woken up at 2:30 by Matt's alarm so he would wake up for work. I went pee (as happens when I am woken up), and right after I got horrible pain in my abdomen. I thought it was just my bladder going into shock from being suddenly emptied, and hoped it would go away. A few minutes later and it got worse, and worse, and worse. It felt like my insides were melting, or eating each other. So I decided I should probably make a trip to the emergency room to see if I was going to die. Matt drove me there, and after waiting in the first waiting area, I got all checked in, and had to pee in a cup. I am so sick of peeing in cups! I am so bad at it, too. You guys sure have it lucky! So I placed my pee on the registration counter as I was told to do, and waited in the second waiting area to be called in. The stabbing pain had lessened by this point, and I was feeling better. Matt had to go to work, but his parents came and sat with me. Over the span of probably 15-20 minutes, while I was waiting, I watched my pee sitting there, and wondered when someone would take it away? It sat, and sat.... Finally, I was called in, and I told the nurse on my way in that my pee was still awaiting instructions. She said ok, and I went into my little exam room. Matt's mom came in with me, and we waited for the doctor. Lucky me, I got to wear the open-backed robe. So the doctor came in, and asks me if I have given a urine sample yet? I say, "yes, when I came in." She says "all right," and asks me all the diagnostic questions. Then she pokes at my sides and abdomen, and the same spot on my right that has been hurting me for a month or more now got annoyed by all the poking, and started to hurt again. So she says my awful gut-wrenching pain could be anything, but she hazarded a few guesses: gall stones; or possibly a cyst had burst in my ovary. Joy! She left, and I waited, and another girl came in and stole a lot of my blood. She was very nice about it, though. She also works at Riverview Mental Hospital. I thought they were all shut down, but apparently they are not totally shut down yet. Then I got to put my clothes back on, and go sit in the third wating area. We waited, and waited, and waited.... After like an hour and a half, the doctor comes up to me and says everything so far looks okay, but my pregnancy test (!) isn't done yet; apparently they misplaced my urine. Argh!!! Anyway, they found it (again), and all looks good. So, after 4.5 hours in the hospital, I know nothing.
On Friday I got to go for ultrasound. They made me drink a litre of water two hours before my appointment, and I had to hold it. As she's doing the ultrasound, she is of course pushing on my bladder. I am trying sooooo hard NOT to pee all over the table. Finally I get to go pee..... Ahhhhh, sweet relief! She does the rest of the test, further aggravating my tender area, and goes away. She comes back, says we're all done, nothing urgent, and the results will be at my doctor's in about 3 business days.
So, I still know nothing about why I suddenly got stabby pain in my abdomen, or why my side had been tender like a well-beaten steak for a month and a bit. Matt's dad says I'm faking (ha ha).
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After my ultrasound, I was farting around on my laptop. Now, for a few weeks the power cord has been wonky. The computer refuses to believe that it is in fact plugged in, and keeps telling me that my battery power will run out soon, I better plug it in. Stupid technology! Finally I found a way to angle the cord so it finds the power source, and as I'm sitting there I start to notice a.... plasticy smell. A minute later a small wisp of smoke comes from where the power cord plugs into my computer! I immediately turned it off. The female end of the cord has been singed on the inside! Good lord! That's not safe at all!
Luckily, when I bought the damn thing from Future Shop, after debating about getting the extra 3-year warranty, I decided to go for it. So I have to take it in, get any data I want to keep retreived by the people in-store, and then they will send it away to get fixed. I will be without computer for about 2 months. Cry! And I can't really use Matt's computer either; it has an STD from too much porn. So, if you don't see me on MSN for a while, that would be why...