My Vagina.

Yesterday I had something called Cryosurgery (cryotherapy) on my Cervix. This was done in hopes it would cure my ailment of Moderate Dysplasia. It hurt like hell. Not really when the procedure was commencing, but after, the aftermath of the quake was so painful, I had to lay down in the bathtub with the shower running, because I can't take a bath, but I couldn't stand up..
Anyway, super exciting, I know, you don't have to tell me twice.

So I start school in the Summer, yay! I am excited, it may just be the highlight of my year. I always get on here thinking I'm going to write more then three paragraphs, alas, I am yet again, proven wrong.

Thank you.

I woke up early today. My anxiety was bad, because I wanted to spend some time with David before he went to work... Going to work out with Joss in a few hours, in the meantime, eating an apple and drinking some limeade. I really don't have a lot to say, I thought I did when I logged on. Maybe next time.

Here is a picture I took of my beautiful sister-in-law, Brenda, at her wedding.




Bye now.

It keep's raining, on and off. Weird. I kind of like the rainy gloomy weather, but when it snows, it gets to be too much for me.

Sofia is about to go down for a nap, I told he she could watch a show she really liked, it's called something strange, so don't ask...

Saving up for a late birthday present, the 27 inch iMac. I am excited.. I should have it by august.

Here is an older pic of me I came across, after I shaved my head.

ET phone home!

So, last night was pretty interesting.. I went to the hospital. It was like staying in a hotel because I never go to the hospital, usually it's David that ends up in there, so I was feeling the king of the castle!!! lol

I went there because I was puking and puking, and each time I would puke, I would not feel any better, it was so terrible! David was all worried cause he is a sweetheart and had a lil' bit to drink so he called his sister Katherine, who is a nurse. She said, take me to the hospital, because abdomen pain is usually caused by something other then a virus.. also, in our family, everyone call's each other, and pretty soon, if you are puking, or pregnant, or tell one person anything important, you soon learn everyone knows and everyone is calling you.. it does make me feel special, but to get to my point Davids mom called and also told him to take me to the Hospital, so off I went..

Got there, and was sooooooo embarrassed sitting in the waiting room, since when I throw up, it sounds like god is smiting the world with a powerful noise, he is trying to burst every one's brains, like in "Mars Attacks!" but instead of shitty music, he is using my powerful puking noise as a weapon.... that went on for too long, anyway...
They called me in, hooked me up to an IV, and started to put fluids and a wonderful nausea medication that worked right away, it was wonderful. They took my blood test and diagnosed it as a "possible appendicitis". I need to watch for pain shifting in my abdomen, and if it moves to a different spot, or hurts worse, I need to come back.
Anyway, they asked if I needed pain medicine aka morphine, and David's inner drug addict came out and convinced me to have some. hahahahahaha.
I was phoning home like ET in no time, because the heart monitor thing they stick on your finger has a red light that glows, and it totally looks like you're ET, so why wouldn't I pretend?? Then, Purple Rain came on, and I was singing all the songs, and the Doctors were humoring me, telling me if Prince saw my blood work, and how healthy I was, he totally would want my body. That made me happy.. at the end of my visit, my doc said he would fax my paperwork on over to Prince's estate. I'm glad they humored me, it made my visit lovely..
I'm still quite loopy from the Morphine so not sure if this was an actual post or a ramble.

Oh hi.
Why am I so terrible at writing in my blog?
I'm not sure.

My uncle is coming back to UT on Sunday. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I love him so much, and am so excited, but he is stressing me out!
It seems like in his life he always has an issue, with something. He can't be happy, he won't let himself, it seems. He always goes in to things with the mentality everything is going to change, for the better. He moved to Tacoma because he wanted to be with Curry, and get the fuck out of Salt Lake, which I totally supported and thought was an excellent plan, because if you have ever lived here, it is hard... But now he doesn't like it there, and I find him telling me the same reasons to leave Tacoma as he told me when he was leaving Utah, almost a year ago.
His plan is to move to Kansas City, MO after he gets back here for a month or so, which will be excellent, because he will be near my dad, which is always a good thing, but he just wont change his mentality, I think he tries, but no matter where he goes he will never be happy or even satisfied with himself, therefore he wont be happy where he lives, or with his job, etc. He needs to change that first before he is ever going to get out of the rut he is in and start making some real changes.. (like drinking, smoking, etc.)
I think my Dad and Steven will be a huge help for him, but they can only give so much, before it's overwhelming.. I don't know, I'm just happy he isn't moving with me..
That's my ramble, about to go Nanny and get paid today! yay!

Painted a barn owl on a branch, it looks lovely, not quite finished, but I am excited for when it is.