A Rose By Any Other Name…

I managed to drag myself to the doctor today…. I was supposed to go Monday but didn’t, and then yesterday I missed my doc ’cause he had weird times… so I went today. I explained how my energy is better but the pain isn’t. The pain is different though, it’s not the same as it was in June when this all started. He said that was a good sign.

I told him how the prescription makes me feel, and the weird dreams it makes me have. Etc etc. In the end he decided we were on the right path… which I have to agree with. This is the first prescription that has made any improvement. SO HE DOUBLED MY DOSE!!! Ugh. Doubled. He told me to stock up on Coca-Cola… bastard. I was hoping he could at least give me a clue as to something I could do to make my stomach feel better.

So I went into London Drugs with my prescription. Now, before the pharmacist had even put my name into the computer or anything he remembered I’d had this prescription before, and that it was for pain not depression. That was almost a month ago! I’m impressed, seriously. The prescription is going to cost $70 though. Ugh. That sucks. And since I only have two days worth left guess who’s going to have to do some nice begging to her dad! At least for something like this he usually jumps right in to help, because obviously it’s needed.

The pharmacist just called though, they don’t have enough pills to fill my order. Oh Lord. LMAO. That makes me feel like crap ’cause I need that many, ugh. But I have enough for a couple days so he said tomorrow afternoon they’ll have ‘em in, so it’s all good.

In other news I forgot to put my phone on silence last night. I have the alarm set to take my pill in the morning but I take it when Stuart leaves ’cause that always wakes me up, so I only need the alarm on weekends. Well it was in the living room so Stuart came in and gave me a kiss to wake me up and reminded me to take it. It was cute. And then I had to actually get up though, ’cause my brother had a driving test at 9:30 and being the awesome big sister that I am, and since I was the only one available, I took him.

He failed. But he knows what went wrong so he’ll get in next time, I’m sure. And to make up for my having to get up so early he left me his laptop today (he’s out working with a friend) and bought me Subway for lunch!

Yesterday when I was doing dishes I got a bad pain in my right hand. This isn’t unusual, I get sudden jolts of pain regularly. This time however, I was holding a rather sharp knife and the pain caused my hand to jerk. Luckily I only got a slight gash on my left arm… it could have been much worse. It stings like an SOB though. Good Lord!!!

Tomorrow I have to go back to the doctor… thank God! I am so sick of this prescription. I feel sick all the time. The only thing that doesn’t make me throw up day after day is the little I eat and Coca Cola. If I don’t keep nursing Coke every day I feel like crap. I HATE IT!!! Especially since I’m not big on drinking soda pop and the likes… and Stuart doesn’t really want it around. *sigh*

My brother goes for his driving test on Hallowe’en. Tuesday night we’ll go trade cars with my dad since he works Wednesday, that way Jeffrey can still do his test in his car. This will be Jeff’s fourth attempt at taking the test. No, he hasn’t failed three times… three times he’s been unable to actually take the test for various reasons. I really hope it works out for him this time.

So many great cd’s have been released lately. Stuart and Jeffrey have been playing Halo for hours and I don’t even care ’cause I have Jeff’s laptop and my iPod! New Josh Turner… Carrie Underwood… Gary Allan… I’m very occupied. Heh. They’re awesome cd’s too. I like Carrie’s much more than I did her first one… Josh is always amazing, and Gary’s isn’t his best but still a great cd.

NaNoWriMo starts in only a few days! I’m actually excited, even though I can’t decide what to write about. I’ll figure it out I’m sure. Jeffrey has agreed to lend me his laptop for the first week of November since Steve will be here. This way I can stay out of the boys’ hair and get massive writing done… it’ll be great. Yes the boys will be loud and I’ll lose massive amounts of sleep again, but since I’m not trying to get through my illness and work this time I think I’ll survive some sleeploss.

I should try to convince Stuart to make some dinner soon… I’m starving. Now, how can I possibly pull him away from the fascinating video game? Hmmm.

Ha! I just got a phone call from Stuart at work. He phoned just to complain that I passed him in TV trivia on Facebook. See, this is why I love him. That’s just too freaking cute. LMAO.

Speaking of phone calls… everybody decided to phone this morning while I was in bed! At 2:30 in the morning Henry’s dad phoned (he’s in Scotland and didn’t think about the time difference). Then just after Stuart left for work the phone kept ringing, but since the bedroom phone was in the living room from Henry’s phone call earlier I ignored it. Blah. At noon I hear my brother come in so I get up, and Jeffrey is here with Devon and my dad. And they brought me a bubble tea!

When dad left Jeff pointed out that he had left me something on the counter. I look… there’s a letter that went to his place… and a $25 gift card for Save on Foods. NICE. We have food and all, but still… nice. LOL. ‘Specially since we seem to feed the boys when they’re here… and that’s a lot of food. They eat more than Stuart!

Yesterday my medication caused a nosebleed that last three and a half hours. So not cool. If that happens again I’m going straight back to the doctor because so far all they’ve done is give me a little more energy. I’m still not sleeping well, still sore and feeling bruised, still irritable (actually I may be less so now come to think of it.) Since taking the pills I’ve become fidgity and agitated though. I’m not a happy camper.

Back at the end of June Stuart’s friend Steve was up for a couple weekends. He brought along his Nintendo Wii at one point and Stuart couldn’t stop talking about how much he wanted one. So Jeffrey, my mom and I started conspiring THEN to get him a Nintendo Wii for his birthday (which is October 8th). Unfortunately with my being off work and what not I didn’t think it would happen… but I got a phone call yesterday from my brother. He was on his way home from work and stopped in Courtenay to pick up the Wii, and said I could pay him back in increments over the next little bit! And my dad went down to pick Jeffrey up at WalMart, and when he saw what Jeff was doing he insisted on getting a game and an extra controller as well.

Jeffrey texts me last night to come downstairs ALONE so I did, and he showed me what they got. I was so excited for Stuart to get it, and Jeffrey was too so there was NO WAY we could possibly wait until Monday! Now I’ve been dropping hints for the last little bit about the gift… saying there was a few people going in on it together… and I told him not to spend his PayPal stuff until after his birthday ’cause he might need it for other stuff… and I told him we had to get it in Courtenay….

Well I come back upstairs and ask him if he wants his birthday present. He tried to shrug it off saying “Sure”, but he’d already said he was excited so I know he was playing. LOL. So I tell Jeff to come in, and of course it’s not wrapped so he comes in holding the Wii box… Stuart almost fell off his chair! HEHEHE. He could not believe it. It was so awesome to see his reaction. Hehe.

I asked him later if he really didn’t know what he was getting and he said he had no clue. He thought we were getting him a rare Transformer or something, he never thought we would get him something like these. He runs himself down a little too much sometimes… doesn’t believe people love him enough to do something like this. But I was so excited to get him something he really wanted there was no way I was going to settle for anything less!

I am surprised my dad pitched in as much as he did… but at the same time not really. LOL.

So the trip to Vancouver was more pain than pleasure, but the concert was worth while.

The ferry boats were busier than I’ve ever seen so I couldn’t manage to find a single seat on there. Then y bus was full so I had to stand in line in the pouring rain for the next one, luckily they called one in. Then it was packed so I had to stand… I thought the bus would hit the breaks at some point and I’d fly forward from no strength to hold on.

To make matters worse this guy started bugging me on the ferry even though I had my headphones on, and then he bugged me the entire time in line for the bus and then followed me off the bus. I got off at Burrard to transfer to the Richmond B-Line and HE FOLLOWED ME! I asked him where he was heading and he said it didn’t matter, he was going wherever.

Took me a bit to find the right bus stop for the B-Line and sure enough he sat down there too. He asked me if he could find hotels along the way, I said not ’til he got to Richmond. He asked if that was where I was going. No. I was getting off at 70th Ave, the next stop over the bridge would be Richmond though. So I figured I’d loose him there… but he got off at my stop! I gave him a weird look so he went a different way.

Walked the twelve… fourteen blocks to Cory’s. Was late ’cause of all the bus troubles so got changed, turned back around and walked all the way back to Granville to get on another bus only to stand all the way to Granville Station. Then it took me a bit to find Granville Station. And old man got off at the Stadium stop too, and the escalators weren’t working so I helped him get to the street, but of course he went out on the other side of the skytrain so I had to walk all the way around. But I made it.

Met up with Courtney, said hi to her folks then we headed in. She bough a couple shirts and what not and we found our seats. Not bad seats! The Wreckers went on first, they were meh. Only words I could make out were my, oh my and that’s ’cause I know the song. HAH! Then it was time for Keith…

and the girls beside Courtney stood up and never sat down. *sigh* I wish people would realize some can’t stand for three hours. But if I wanted to watch I had to. Only time I could sit was when Keith and the band went to the center part for a couple songs. Damn chicks! And the chick beside me was completely tone deaf but singing at the top of her lungs. She didn’t even know the words half the time. Very annoying.

Keith was awesome though. Courtney got some great videos and pictures, I’m hoping she’ll let me nab some to share with you guys.

Getting back to Cory’s was a pain though. I got off at Granville Station and was supposed to find Howe and Dunsmuir. Riiiiight. I got so lost. Had to text Stuart at about midnight for help. Luckily he was still awake, ’cause I hate waking him up. I FINALLY got to Cory’s at like 1:30. Blah. Got to sleep at 3:30, 4ish, then was up at 5:30. Was so tired I couldn’t bring myself to make noise to tell Cory I was awake when he got up at 6 though, lol. Finally dragged my as out of bed and Cory and I took the same bus so we actually had some time to chat. YAY! And I made the 8:30 boat… dad picked my up in Nanaimo and took me to lunch and what not, then it was home.

I was in such a shitty mood though, I just couldn’t help it. All the walking and standing had my body in so much pain. Tuesday when Stuart got home from work I was on the couch nearly in tears, and I didn’t know why. He asked me if I wanted to talk… no. Talk about what? So he just paid attention to me… it was kind of cute. I felt kind of guilty ’cause I couldn’t tell him what was wrong, but I think he understood that I didn’t understand what was wrong. He watched some tv with me and just sat on the couch with me… it helped more than you’d believe.

Yesterday Stuart had the day off work. Why? ‘Cause I had to go to Comox to get my wisdom teeth out. I was so nervous, I mean with how all my pain is exaggerated (why do I always want to spell that with two x’s???) and what not, I didn’t know what to expect. The dentist was cool though… he went over my medical history with me so he knew about the hypothyroidism. He gave me a special medicine when he put me out ’cause it would make me happy. That was cool. I was out like a light. I sort of woke up at the end, don’t remember much though. I was wide awake for all of post-op though, which surprised them. But I had gauze in my mouth so I couldn’t talk to ask for a book or something. Grrr.

Then one of the nurses said I could go but my ride wasn’t there. When the nurses changed over the new one asked me my boyfriends name and went to find him. He was there… he was there the whole time! My dad did stop in just after my surgery started to give them a cheque so I guess the other nurse thought he was my ride. But no… grrr.

When we got back to Campbell River Stuart was sweet enough to run me to my mom’s, then dad’s, then London Drugs, then Save On Foods. LOL. We got my prescriptions, some yogurt and then came home. He got called in to work to do a run so we asked Jeff to come over ’cause someone needed to sit with me that night.

Well… the dentist prescribed percocet. Oh yes, percocet make me haaaaaaaaappy. LOL. So happy. Also got prescribed something for swelling and an antiiotic, and gravol since I can’t really take anything with FOOD. The freezing is just now wearing off and I’m happy for the pills. They also help with sleep… only woke up once last night. That was awesome. My jaw is starting to kill now though.

Today is a lazy day. Jeffrey lent me his laptop so I could stay comfortable on the couch with pillows and what not. And that’s what I plan to do, just stay in my pj’s doing nothing on the couch. Right now I’m going to have some soup before the pain comes on completely, then I’ll take a percocet and take a nap here.

Last night was so weird though… I was in some uncomfort and pain and yet I was in the best mood I’ve been in in forever. And I’m in a decent mood today even though Stuart phoned and woke me up at 10:30. ‘Course he was phoning to check on me so that’s kind of sweet….

So I got some random texts from Stuart today. I know he’s enjoying time with his grandparents and the rest of the family but I also know he has a hard time sleeping alone now (*insert girlish giggles*) so I think he’s missing me. Awww. Plus his mom is being her bitchy self which is putting him in a little bit of a crappy mood. But hopefully she’ll get busy with the party and leave him be so he can relax some.

My brother is going to rent out the extra room with Liz and Amanda downstairs. He’s only around two days a week, and even then he’s rarely at home, so that should work out nicely. I know Amanda is never around so it’s pretty much just Liz’s place. LOL.

Henry, the Scottish kid my brother works with, is going to rent out our spare bedroom. He’s so quiet and hangs out with my brother all the time so that should work out well. Like Jeff he’s only in for two days out of the week too. Awesome.

Unfortunately Jeffrey and Henry failed to help me do any of the packing stuff up in the spare bedroom like they were supposed to… but luckily they’ve agreed to help do it when their in next weekend. That’ll be four of us getting it done so it should go nice a quick.

I did get Stuart’s porn magazines packed away. We only have his dresser right now and they were taking up a lot of room, and he never looks at them, so I packed them away in a box. He can get at them easy enough if he so desires.

Tomorrow morning I’m driving Jeffrey and Henry to Qualicum… so I have to be up at 6AM. I’ll get home around 9… so going back to bed when I do!!! And then I have a few movies to help me get through until Monday… High School Musical 2, Knocked Up, The Parent Trap (the original one peeps… Lindsay Lohan can kiss my ass), and Becoming Jane. Wooot.

But still, I miss Stuart and want it to be Monday NOW.

Oh, and I have to remember I was invited to Kaitlyn’s brother Chases’ birthday party tomorrow. I can NOT believe he’s seven!!!