Thursday, August 30, 2007

"I'm a be a J-U-DOUBLEG-A-L-O, we got a raw deal, I'm a be a J-U-DOUBLEG-A-L-O, a killin' everybody."

I saw this over at Nathania's blog and I couldn't resist:


Chloe Kestermont --

[adjective]:

Extremely extreme!



'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com



I'm doing better; I expect to be back to work soon.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

"Everybody's going to the party have a real good time. Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine."


Hello, peeps! I am groggy, but I am eating. I hope all post-surgery nausea has passed. I definitely feel more out of it this time that I did last time, but I'm chalking that up to a more invasive surgery. My left fallopian tube is now gone, but my right one is running clear. Apparently, I had more ovarian torsion, but this time the tubes had tangled around my ovaries and swung behind my uterus. I'm still not sure of the diagnosis, but I think endometriosis is to blame for all my recent problems. Thanks for all the love and prayers. I miss you guys. Thanks for the flowers, Audie. Irises are my favorite! The cats think the box is awesome, of course.

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

"I thought I could organize freedom; how Scandanavian of me."

To quote Rorschach from Watchmen:

Hurm.

Here I go again. Sitting at my Allen Wrench powered desk the eve before another surgery. It's almost the same thing this time as it was the last. I've got an ovarian cyst that's twice as big as my ovary causing me a wee bit o' pain. My surgeon's going in Laproscopically at first, but they may open me up further if things need to be removed. We're taking the conservative approach, but she won't know what needs to happen until she's in there. I hate to sound like a broken record, but this has been a doozy of a year. I am very much ready for 2007 to be over. So cross your fingers for me around 12:30 PST, 8/8/07. I'll throw up a quick update to let you know my status in a few days.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

"The Hero of Canton, the man they call...me!"


Eddie wanted a Jayne hat that actually fit like Jayne's.
So I made this ridiculously huge hat and it works on him! I hope this can help
other big headed brown coats!


Red = C1
Orange = C2
Yellow = C3

Size US 7/4.5 mm 16" circular needles.

Gauge: 5 sts to the inch
7 rows to the inch

Ear flaps, Make 2
Using C1. cast on one st.
Row 1:K1fbf
Row 2 and all even rows: Purl all stitches.
Row 3 and subsequent odd rows: K1, M1, K to last st, M1, K1.

Repeat last two rows until there are 35 sts.
work in st st for 24 rows. Place sts on holder.

With C2, knit across ear flap sts, cast on 25, knit across
other ear flap sts, cast on 25 sts. (120 sts total)

Join in the round and work 5 rounds of 1x1 rib.

Work in st st with C2 until C2 section measures 3.25" -
including rib.

Work in st with C3 for 4.25".

Decrease rounds:
Round 1: K2tog across all sts. (60 sts)
Round 2: K2tog across all sts. (30 sts)
Round 3: K2tog across all sts. (15 sts)
Round 4: K1, K2tog across remaining sts. (8 sts)
Cut yarn and draw through remaining sts.

Use leftover yarn to make a pom pom and attach to top.

Give to your favorite Cabezon.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

"A little less conversation, a little more action"

Health update!


Surgery went well, even better than I had hoped. I'll be convalescing at home for the next couple weeks, so if you've got any favorite websites you spend hours on, let me know! I need entertainment. Badly.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Clearing up a little misunderstanding...

This was an annonymous comment left on my blog, relating to a posting I made on September 1, 2006:

"Why was Rosie let go??? She was one of your best and friendly sales persons. She helped me with all my yarn and knitting needs and was so pleasing to work with. I really feel you have made a HUGE mistake here in letting her go. I actually heard she was fired!! Again, bad choice in my eyes... I wont be back, sorry to say. Yet somehow I feel she will find an even better door to open, with nicer people to work with."

I'm sorry, you've got the wrong person. I don't have any employees in my shop. Purlescence Yarns is only run by its three owners: Sandi, Nathania, and me. I don't know anything about the situation that inspired this comment. I'm sorry.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

"Sittin' down beside my ignorance, nobody loves me like you do."

The Big Update

I haven't updated in quite a while, but I had a really good reason this time. I've been extremely sick. How sick, you ask? The sickest I have ever been in my life, hospitalized sick. So sick I now have a much thicker medical history. Here's the time line/deal, skip to the last paragraph for a summary if you don't want details.

March 13, late Tuesday night: Thinking I was sick from some sushi I had eaten earlier in the day, I went to the emergency room at Valley Med. Before I left, I had thrown up a few times and begun to have intense abdominal pain. When I checked in at the ER, my blood pressure was 72/27. Even though the ER was crowded, they got me into a room and bed immediately. I three up one more time before the doctor could get to me. I had a fever of 102. They put me on morphine and anti-nauseates and assumed I had food poisoning. I "stabilized" enough for them to send me home at around 6 am.

March 14 & 15: I don't remember very well. I was downing the anti-abdominal cramping meds they gave me every two hours. It wasn't really helping. I couldn't keep any liquids down: I didn't want to eat at all. Over those two days I ate half an apple and half a packet of oatmeal. I pretty much slept for 48 hours. The fever didn't go away.

March 16: I went to see my personal physician because nothing had changed since Tuesday night. She examined me and knew it wasn't food poisoning. She strongly suggested I go over to the ER at Good Samaritan in Los Gatos. I went to their ER, and proceeded to have many tests. First off, they gave me anti-nauseates and Dilaudid. Then I had a CT scan. It was inconclusive so I had an ultrasound. The ultrasound showed abscesses on my ovaries. After the US, they gave me a full pelvic exam (the first of many.) The doctor pulled out a light up speculum and I commented, "Whee! It's Christmas for my vagina!" (Top that for inappropriate hospital comments, Molly M.) The doctor was not amused, but the nurse laughed her ass off. After several hours of exams, my personal physician came down to the ER to have me admitted to the hospital.

March 16 - 21: I was in the hospital. The first couple days, I was totally out of it. I looked absolutely horrid; my eyes were sunken in, I had massive circles under my eyes, and I had dropped a lot of weight in just a couple days so my skin was hanging off me. They had me on IV antibiotics the whole time. I was so thankful for all my visitors and the portable DVD player Nathania brought me. I did start to go a little stir crazy once I had healed enough to walk around.

March 21 Wednesday afternoon: I was released from the hospital. We went to the pharmacy to get the antibiotics I'd be on for the next two weeks.

I rested at home for the next week, then slowly started coming back to work. A week after the hospital release, I had an appointment with my doctor. That's when I got the bad news. The scarring caused by the tubo-ovarian-abscesses is going to make it very difficult for me to get pregnant. There are things that can be done, operations I can have, egg donors, invitro fertilization...it's not hopeless, it just won't be easy.

So after that first check up, I saw my doctor a couple more times because the pain hadn't gone away. The scarring is making things painful.

April 18: I went in for my follow up ultrasound. They were really nice, but I was getting a little tired of foreign object in my hoo-ha. So many people have been looking at my lady bits, I almost feel like I'm back in college.

April 24, today: I had a pelvic/papsmere with my doctor. She reviewed my ultrasound results and they weren't good. Nothing has changed much. I'm back on antibiotics and I'm going to see a specialist next week. I have three options now: wait and see, more antibiotics, or surgery. We'll see what the specialist says.

To sum up: Been really sick, thought I was getting better, but I'm not. All I can do is wait and see how this goes.