So I dropped off the face of the earth again. Not really. Just about the time I was getting back into the swing of things after my trip to Sacramento I got side tracked again. Have you ever woken up with stabbing pains? Like straight up and out of a deep sleep? Well a week ago Monday I did. At 4am none the less. The pain wasn't to bad and so I went back to sleep. But at 7am when I shot out of bed again the pain was horrific. Felt a little nauseous. Got the cold sweats. Couldn't figure out what the h*ll was happening. But the pain subsided just a bit and I crawled back into bed, took a muscle relaxer and thought that would be the end of it. Not so much! About 9:30am I shot up again. Now those muscle relaxers are not strong but they will knock me out for a good 4 hours and it had only been 2 1/2. I thought well maybe I'm having a heart attack. Does my arm hurt? They say your left arm will hurt or be numb. Nope, I can feel my arm. Stabbing stabbing stabbing. So I thought maybe this is it right? And so I told God, fine I was ready if that was the case. I had some other random thoughts in there that now I don't recall and a little later I thought "OK, so if I'm dying why is it taking so long?" That's about the time that I decided again that I was having a heart attack and maybe I should call an ambulance.
Well I chewed some baby aspirin and the paramedics gave me some nitroglycerin and for a moment I thought it was better. But then it started with the stabbing again and my blood pressure was like 174 over 100. I don't know what that means but I do know that is high. Dying would have been much easier I thought. lol Anyway, after some test and an ultrasound they decided that it was my gall bladder and so I had that taken out the next morning and sent home later that same day. Nana always complains about her hospital bed being uncomfortable and now I know why (although she has a nicer mattress than I did). So there you have it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Nothing much else going on except recovering. It's amazing how after surgery you have NO energy! The slightest physical exertion can be exhausting. Still having a little of that but I'm moving along just fine. It did help me lose 9 pounds in a week.
I promised some other news and realized I was a bad blogger and never told you. Well I got on my first online design team at Scrapperie Kit Club. I'm officially a Tres Chic Girl. Sandi does some beautiful kits too so I am super excited! I meant to blog about that while I was in California and totally forgot. Check out their kits. You won't be disappointed!
So I think that it is for now. I need to do some overhaulin' on the 'ol blog here but that's a few days away. Gotta get the laundry caught up first.