Scratched Cornea and Other Hazards

I’ve been away this week because I friggin’ scratched my cornea on Monday. Yep, was taking a shower and jabbed myself in the eye by accident and that was it. Couldn’t blink without being in some serious pain, so husband took me to the closest emergency room and pretty much spent all night waiting. I swear they literally had one doctor on duty, and it wasn’t until 5 in the morning did we finally got everything taken care of. Eyepatch in place, antibiotic cream applied, we were both exhausted and all I wanted to do was sleep, even though closing the eye itself hurt.

Pretty much spent the entire next day in bed sleeping. The prescription grade ibuprofen helped a lot, too. It makes me amazed that people could take so much painkillers that this would have done nothing when it pretty much dulled the entire pain enough for me to sleep the whole day. When I was in the emergency room there was a druggie in the bed next to me. He was begging for painkillers and the nurse gave him drips of morphine and he was still begging, said he’d been on fentanyl for a long time. I was like wow dude, isn’t that the stuff that’s killing heroin users because it’s so potent? How’re you still alive? I hope he’s okay.

Anyway, so I pretty much couldn’t see for a while. Couldn’t read, couldn’t blink without tearing up, all that stupid jazz. Basically sat on my bed and listened to podcasts or slept. And sometime on Wednesday afternoon, after I slept way more than a person should in a 48 hour period, I realized something:

I haven’t been this relaxed in a long, long time.

That is significant, because I’m habitually super anxious, and there like literally two things that make me feel relaxed and both are very pricey to do. My brain’s always working and worrying about something (mostly my writings these recent years). But sitting on that bed, physically unable to do any work, I feel like a huge pressure had been lifted. (No, it wasn’t the drugs talking either. It’s just ibuprofen for one, and I took the same dose for a few more days and I didn’t feel it after I could see and read again.) Like, you literally couldn’t possibly write anything for a while, so your brain finally goes ‘fine, I give up, stop thinking about how much of a failure you are because your body failed you first’. And so, I was very, very content, for a day.

I told my husband afterwards and he was like, maybe I should just lock your computer with a different password for one day. That way you’re physically prevented from working and you can relax, because you can’t just go 7 days a week all the time. I thought that was a sound idea, so we’re going to try that next week (I’ve already relaxed all week this week). I’ll let you know how it goes.


Continuing Health Update

I’m a bit anxious today, because apparently the lab the does ultrasound work on weekends (?!) and they already got my result in by Sunday. My doctor called me yesterday and I missed it (I mean, I really didn’t expect a result that quickly), so I called back today and of course he’s busy with patients now and can’t talk to me. I’m sitting here waiting to hear what’s wrong with me so it’s making me a little antsy. I should be working right now and it’s not happening, but I need to cope, you know?

I suspect it’s just my fibroid getting bigger suddenly, which it’s known to happen. I would like to get it removed if that’s the case, but man, is it hard to get a timely appointment with my ob/gyn. The next appointment is literally a month from now. I’m not expecting the situation to change much (hopefully not, and until my doctor calls back I’m only guessing it’s the fibroid, not confirming), but more waiting is not good for my mental health haha. I did learn that I can actually message my doctor through their online system so I’m all like, hey, that sounds like a great idea! I’ll see if this nets me a closer appointment date, or at least ask him for referral for a surgeon or something.

In the meantime life needs to go on, but I’m just sitting here waiting for the phone to ring.


Went to get my ultrasound done. Turns out they’ll have to send it to radiology and then in 2-3 business days I can call my doctor for a result. Great. More waiting. I was also required to consume 32oz of water an hour before the test. Thought my bladder was going to burst. Am okay now.

On a happier note, I finally was able to pre-order a Nintendo Switch. Been wanting once since it came out like six months ago. Couldn’t find a lick of it anywhere in So Cal, let along L.A. Now they’ve come out with the Mario bundle so I just jumped at the chance. The red controllers are much prettier than the standard two colors. Plus I can finally go play Breath of the Wild ffs! That’s the only game I want anyway. Crazy how hard it was to get that demand met.

And now I’m going to grill some squid for dinner. Ciao!

Real Life Is Like On TV

OMG guys! Apparently one of my neighbors just crashed their car into another neighbor’s house! No bullshit; it’s like that episode of House. Car’s in their foyer, wall’s gone, cabinet falling on top of the car body; it’s crazypills!!

Yeah so I was just getting up and my husband’s getting ready for work and we hear this screech and then a crash. We’re pretty close to a main road so we thought someone on the street just crashed into a parked car or something and didn’t really pay attention. Lo and behold my husband left for work and sent me this photo of a car embedded in the house across from our cul-de-sac. I was like holy shit! and went outside after the cops and the fire department showed up. Turned out it was an old lady and a medical condition caused her to slam on the accelerator instead of the breaks, and voila, car in house.

I didn’t bring my phone out so didn’t take any pictures. Even if I did I probably wouldn’t have. I feel kind of weird just snapping away into someone’s misfortune. (It’s one thing if you shoot from the car but just standing on the street looking at their destroyed living room, I don’t know. If I were a reporter sure, but I’m not, and I felt awkward.) I think no one was injured. I mean it was in a subdivision and old lady, even floored, was probably only going like 20 m/h. Super lucky no one was walking (there were always people walking their dog, taking a stroll, etc.) and there were no other cars. I thought that had my husband left for work a few minutes earlier he‘d be around her, and that was a scary thought. But all in all people are physically okay, I think.

The house though. It’s a townhouse so the structure of all the house on that strip has taken a hit. Shudders. I feel lucky that my house is surrounded by trees and if someone would crash into our strip they’d fall into a ditch or hit the parking lot first, which brings small comfort. I feel so bad for all the people involved! I do wonder if we’ll be on the news later. Not national news, of course, but the city my house belonged to is relatively small so maybe it’ll make local. Yeesh.

The Ants Situation

We put down a crapload of Terro ant traps and watched those little buggers swarm the bait. My kitchen was pretty much unusable for the past two days, but after a day the ants stopped coming. And now they’re clear there. I can cook again today, which makes me excited. Am getting sick of instant food and takeouts.

Except this morning the ants have reappeared (in singles and duos) in the upstairs bathroom! This was where they were coming in in the first place, until they found the kitchen. So it looks like we’ll be trapping the bathrooms for a bit, too. Ants! Hate ’em!

Health Update

So I’m going to talk about how I’m sick today. Nothing too graphic or crazy, yet, but we’ll see, I guess.

So one day I woke up and my lower abdomen just kind of…puffed up. Went from a size 8 to size 10 overnight, so it’s definitely not because I gained weight nor pregnant. At first I thought it was just regular bloating from a bad PMS, but as my period came and went nothing changed. I went to the gyno first, found nothing wrong, and so went to my primary physician who just happened to specialize in gastrointestinal issues. He felt around and said it’s not gas at all, but something solid-ish, and said I should go get an external ultrasound, take some laxatives, and book a pregnancy test to eliminate the more easy options. Then we’ll see.

I’m worried, of course, but I don’t feel any different aside from a bulging abdomen. No fever, no diarrhea, no vomiting, nothing. So…not sure what’s happening. Could be a hernia but the doc said it’s unlikely if I didn’t have surgery beforehand. The result of the pregnancy came back and I’m definitely not pregnant (it’s a blood test so super accurate). I’ve booked my ultrasound for Friday (did you know you had to drink 32 oz of water an hour beforehand? Weird.) And I’m taking laxatives today.

I’ve never taken laxatives before, so I’m a little nervous. It’s Miralax so it’s not going to go postal on my digestive system, but still. Well, we’ll see if this makes any difference.

I’m Still Here!

Yep, journal not dead. Sorry my few followers! I’ve been extremely busy this past month. Been sick for a bit (still am, going to doctors for more tests later this week), then my parents came to see me for half a month. I haven’t seen them for three years so it was an ordeal. And now my house is getting pest infestation (Argentine ants! Horrible things!) I also got more work to do and NaNo to prep and all those pesky writing things. So I’m just going to keep this update short and let you guys know a quick rundown. I’m alive, relatively well, and busy with a whole slew of life things. Will write more later.