I'm laying here watching Toy Story and trying not to focus on the amount of intense pain coming from between my legs/my ass. If that sentence was too much for you then you should stop here. As I explained last night I have an abscess and when I woke up this morning it ballooned to probably the size of a Brussels sprout. Now,it might not sound bad but you also have to imagine it full of liquid and throbbing. How's that for a visual? My day has consisted of boiling baths and heat packs. In order to get some relief I was told by my surgeon that he needed to see my pelvic MRI images before he can help me. I called the hospital where I got them and they failed to mention I needed to FAX OR MAIL them written permission to release the images to my surgeon. I made those words bold on purpose because 1.) Thanks for mentioning that way before and B.) As if this all isn't taking long enough I would need to send them fucking permission through the mail. I'm pretty fucking lucky that I can get my mom to fax that shit. Lucky but also unlucky in that I now need to wait another two days before I can send said permission since they didn't tell me until this afternoon. As you can tell I'm more than a little pissed at the situation. I'm just pissed and depressed at this point.
One bright spot for me in times like this is always Disney which is why I'm watching Toy Story and will probably marathon some other Disney movies tonight too. I've been trying to remind myself that in September it'll be time for our trip to Disney World and everything will be fine by then. My cat Misou and a lot of movie/tv binging looks like it'll be my life for the time being until I can get some help from the surgeon. I can already feel myself going a little stir-crazy. I'd like to write more but it's just tough to focus. Now I'm going to waddle to the kitchen and re-heat this heating pad and then take some Vicodin. To infinity and beyond. Today's picture is how I found Misou after I came back from one of my baths.
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This isn't my first blog and it probably won't be my last. I go into a blog or website with so much excitement to get it all set up and then when it comes time to maintain it I'm pretty much devoid of motivation. Maybe this one will be different and maybe it won't. I suppose we should start with a small introduction assuming anyone reading this gives a shit. My name is Alissa and age is just a number although I feel a lot older than I am. I live about 30 minutes outside of Boston. I super love cats, Disney, hockey, collecting pop figures and a lot of other things. This blog will most likely reflect a lot of these ideas and then some. One major aspect of my life is living with a chronic illness called Crohn's disease. I try to not let it define me or my life but I'll admit it does get hard. I've been diagnosed since 2002. For those of you who don't know or are just too damn lazy to google it, Crohn's disease is a chronic inflammatory bowel disease that affects my digestive tract and comes with a plethora of side effects. I'm hoping to give you all an inside look at the usually gross and painful things I go through on a day to day basis. I'm not going to sugarcoat it so if you are not into reading about medical things probably skip those entries. Normal entries will start tomorrow so in the meantime look at this picture of my munchkin cat named Misou and thanks for checking this out. If you have any questions pertaining to Crohn's feel free to leave me a comment below! |
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