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[May. 27th, 2011|08:45 pm] |
Holy shit, I'm getting married tomorrow. Like a real proper wedding. This is so crazy. We had our rehearsal dinner thing. It was fun. I think I might be a little drunk.
Just a little. |
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[May. 2nd, 2011|11:04 pm] |
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Wedding invitations were sent out today. Pretty much everyone is invited. I've even got my dress choices narrowed down to three. But it's been down to three for about a week or so. Who knew all of this stuff was so hard to choose? |
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[Apr. 10th, 2011|03:55 pm] |
After what seems to be like an incredibly long time, Eli and I have made a decision.
We're getting married May 28th.
Save the date. I'll mail out invites with everything on them pretty soon.
And I know I have lots of cousins, so I hope you're all up for being bridesmaids. Well the ladies anyway ;) |
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[Feb. 12th, 2011|01:04 am] |
Look what I have!
Isn't it the cutest thing you've ever seen? It's not actually mine. It's here at the office. However, I'm taking care of it and I want to just kind of take it home with me and never let it go. I want one. I won't, but I really want one. His name is Wiggly. I'm definitely ready for it to be warm, and am totally done with winter. I hope that groundhog was right.
Things are good though, in general. I haven't been to the hospital, and I haven't had any kind of symptoms in two months. It's looking promising actually. I'm full back to normal, thank god. I was worried about that actually, but I'm fine. Things are going kind of amazing. I'm going to get married soon. Well, if we ever pick a date.
Everyone's all happy. Or at least most of us are. It's nice. |
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[Dec. 6th, 2010|01:40 am] |
I figured that I'd give an actual update now that I'm doing okay. I went into the hospital on the 25th, I was there for about a week and I've been home in bed ever since.
Some days are better than others, but they think that actually it's working. I haven't been shaking at all in the past couple of weeks. Not only that, but I'm remembering things better, and I haven't not recognized anyone. So far, so good. I'm going in for regular checkups and all but so far things look okay.
I'm not sure when I'll get back to work. Hopefully soon, because I'm so so SO tired of sitting in this bed. I've been doing this for ages. I'm going nuts. Honest. |
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[Nov. 16th, 2010|07:19 pm] |
Right so, I'm going into the hospital for some tests. This clinical trial thing. I'll be in for about five days. Then I'll be home. I don't know how long I'll be out of commission exactly. Or if I'll even survive The guys who keep the vet open will still be around, so don't worry about your pets. They'll be well taken care of. And if you need me, well you can always just call and I can help you out.
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I don't know what to do with myself. I'm scared this time. I haven't been scared before. I guess it's because this thing is really iffy. And it'll make me quite sick, and probably unable to remember anything for several days. I don't know how to ask Eli to take care of me. I don't want him too, because I don't want to be a burden, and that's all I'm doing. He deserves to have his own life. No one should have to take care of me, even if they want to.
The thing is that even if there's a small chance that I won't make it through the trial, the chance of it working is even more slim. I'm having tremors again. I can't work like that. And when my hands go and I can't remember anything, and can't stop my hands from shaking, I don't know what I'll do with myself. I need my hands to be steady.
This sucks.
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Have a good Thanksgiving everyone if I don't talk to you before that. |
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[Oct. 15th, 2010|05:22 pm] |
Here's a word to the wise. Please don't dress up your cats and dogs in costumes. I mean it's fun for you to look at, and you might laugh a lot. But it embarrasses them. I can tell. Plus generally most of the time something goes horribly wrong. They swallow part of the costume, or it gets all tangled up in them and then I have to fix them. It happens every holiday season. From now until New Years pretty much. Here are some tidbits.
1. Don't dress your pets up in costumes, and don't give them candy.
2. Don't feed them thanksgiving dinner.
3. Don't feed them christmas dinner.
4. Don't let them eat ornaments. Or wrapping paper.
5. Don't wrap up your pet. Don't put them in a box with holes and then wrap it up like a present. It might seem okay, but it's not.
6. Don't let them eat New Years decorations either.
This is brought to you by your friendly neighborhood vet.
As for me, I don't have a costume yet for myself. I should change that. Any suggestions? |
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[Aug. 6th, 2010|07:41 pm] |
I feel like I'm never going to get a break from all the work I've been doing. One of my employees is on vacation, and the other is sick. That leaves just me at the office for the past week or so. I'm there open to close, and it seems like all the pets in the area have been sick or injured. I can't count how many times I've had to reset broken legs, or stitch up wounds, give heart worm medicine, bathe and cut hair. Constant non-stop I've been busy. I haven't had time for anything. I barely have time to do anything but come home and fall asleep.
I know this means I've been really quiet, and hopefully I'll get to not be so busy. I feel like I should just close for one day. But that would be the day all hell breaks loose, I'm sure. I just have to stick it out. But I think that means once the other two come back from their 'vacations', I'm going to take one myself. I don't know that I'll actually go anywhere, but at least to be able to sit around for a week will do me some good.
On another note, my health is up and down. Thankfully I haven't froze up since I've been so busy. Sometimes I'm more shaky than others. I don't operate or put in stitches on those days, I have to call the vet from the next town over and send them there. Well unless things are dire. But I suppose for now, I'm good.
Also I've given most of my cats and dogs away to people who want them. I had a zoo in my place, and now it feels like I can breathe again. I'll miss them horribly but this is for the best. |
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[Jul. 6th, 2010|01:52 am] |
When I got to work this morning, there was a whole host of dogs at my doorstep. Literally. Someone just dropped them off I suppose. Poor things. So I've got four dogs in need of a really good home.
I've got a chihuahua, two mutts and a pregnant basset hound. I think I might keep the pregnant basset hound myself until she gives birth and then if anyone wants basset hound puppies, let me know. They should be here in a week or so. I've checked out all of the dogs and gave them all their shots and flea medication and everything else, so they're all good to be adopted.
Let me know if anyone wants one. Or just come on by the office. |
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[May. 16th, 2010|12:35 am] |
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[Apr. 10th, 2010|02:27 pm] |
Anyone want a ferret? It's kind of cute.
They're thinking that my mom might be getting alzheimers. She doesn't remember a lot anymore. I keep waiting for her to not remember who I am. They didn't want to have to move her to a home where they can take care of her, but I don't know, maybe they have to. Looks like it might happen. It feels like everyone in my family is going to end up dying early. My dad died fifteen years ago, my mom's going downhill and in a good ten or twenty years, I'll probably be a vegetable.
I don't think I know how to feel anymore. About anything. I wish someone would tell me how to feel about all this stuff. Most of the time I think it's best if I just keep to myself so that no one has to watch. I guess I've hit the angry part. Angry that I'm never going to get married, or have kids or any of that. Hell, I'll never be with anyone at all. I'll never get to own the veterinarian hospital.
I'm sorry that every time I write in here it's doom and gloom. After this, I'll keep it to myself, I promise.
If anyone wants that ferret, let me know. It needs a good home.
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[Feb. 23rd, 2010|02:19 am] |
I wasn't going to talk about this, because I don't want any pity. I don't want .. anything really. But I think maybe that was a lot of me just being in denial about things. I think I've been in denial about things for a while. Sure, some things were worse off than others. Thinking you're going to go home and eat a bunch of doritos and watch movie marathons and not gain an inch is one kind of denial. I don't have that kind of denial. Yet, I'm sitting here, rambling about it when I should just come to the point.
Now that I've finally accepted it.
I'm dying.
One of those really long and drawn out things, though I guess right now it seems like it's going to be long and drawn out. Then again, I've been healthy most of my life. And I'm still healthy as of now. But eventually in a couple of years, my body is going to start to shut down, as is my brain. Slow and eventual until I become one of those people you see on television who can't sit still, who can't remember what 2+2 is and can't even do something like tie their shoes. And all of that is going to lead to me dying a good 30 or 40 years before I'm supposed to. I've said it over a thousand million times in my head, but I guess it just hit me.
Right now I'm still okay about it. What's next after denial. Anger? I'll just wait for that part. All the why me's and all of that. For now, I guess I just want to focus on the good things, and not waste more time than I already have.
Though to be fair, it's kind of an incentive for me to eat a bunch of doritos since really, what harm can it do? |
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