Bryan Adams and Awaiting Surgery

On Thursday I went to see the surgeon again to talk about getting my surgery re-done.
We talked for less than five minutes before he -rather dejectedly- explained the typical surgery risks to me again and slid over the paper for me to sign in agreement.

I am now on the waiting list to get my sweat-gland surgery done again. This second time around they will be using a much more scary type of liposuction rod that has a rotating scraper on it. It is such a vigorous procedure that he had to warn me that it can cause tearing in my skin. I was willing to have the whole area just cut right out, so tiny tearing scars don't bother me.

I have no idea how long that I am going to have to wait for a time slot to open up for me... last time I was lucky and a cancellation got me in only three weeks after my consultation.
Fingers crossed that this happens again!


Yesterday, on Friday, I went to see Bryan Adams with my mum and my brother.

It was absolutely AMAZING!! Such a fantastic experience to see him in concert, and I have now had the pleasure of going to two of his. He is a brilliant performer.

But spending the time with my family was definitely the highlight.

Nice Try, Universe

The universe seemed to perceive that I was just having far too good a year so far and decided to throw me a curve ball.

Bladder infection... dun dun.

Well, I say FUCK YOU!
That's right, despite being uncomfortable and having to take antibiotics that could possibly make me spend an entire day hunched over a toilet (like the last time)... I really am not fazed by it.
I still would like it very very much if I don't vomit

I only have to work for three days this week. I had two remaining vacation days from 2014, so I took Thursday and Friday off. Thursday I go see my surgeon and we get this sweat-gland shit dealt with, and Friday...

Friday is BRYAN fucking ADAMS, bitches!!!
Aaron got our mum, himself, and I tickets for Christmas.


Screw you, bladder infection. You can't ruin my good week.

Sincerely,
Someone who is having far too good a Monday -especially considering- to be a normal human. 

Body Mod = Happiness?

It has been one week since I got my ears stretched, and what a week it has been!

I had my performance review at work. This is usually something that is incredibly stressful; trying to sell yourself, talking one-on-one with your manager about everything good and bad you have done all year; being judged on something you had to work hours on... all so you can earn your yearly bonus.
Normally, this would have me sweating bullets and having a severe anxiety attack - seriously, I DO NOT do well in this type of situation. But, not only did I do a great job on my review, I was not at all anxious about the whole thing. At least not beyond my usual awkward fidgeting and laughing uncomfortably that I get with ALL of my human interactions.

Nearly everyone else on my team this week has seemed horribly stressed, including someone I work pretty closely with. Instead of letting it affect me, like I usually do, I spent my time trying to cheer her up and give her the positive energy she needed, instead of adding to the stress.

Chris has been hanging out with friends, either here or out somewhere, nearly every day this week. This usually seems to hover over me like some kind of dark cloud and would give me major anxiety. While I found myself getting a little bored not being able to catch up on the youtube videos we always watch together, there was no anxiety.

Hell, I even have my period this week!! (TMI, sorry. I have no filter. Wait, not sorry! THIS IS MY BLOG. YOU CAN'T CENSOR ME!!!!!)

Yet, I have been full of general happiness. I have had more of a permanent smile on my face instead of my resting bitch face of the norm.
I went shopping and bought five shirts (three of which were just boring old t-shirts - BUT I LOVE THEM) and a makeup brush yesterday and I was in the best mood for the whole night!
And I have been acting like a silly little git!

I think I'm SO clever

And today, when Chris asked me if I wanted anything from Safeway, my immediate and enthusiastic reply was 'BERF JERKER". I actually said it that way, unintentionally too. I've been such a weirdo.I will not be bothered to ask for a pardon on my enthusiasm, beef jerky is fucking fantastic.

I feel like my old self.
And for over a year I have been talking to Chris that maybe I should go to my doctor about getting checked out/get meds for depression.

I hope that this feeling lasts. It's amazing. I will not miss the miserable shit I have been for the past like two years if she went away forever.

The funny thing is that it's been five years since my last piercing and two years since my last tattoo.
Probably a coincidence... but maybe when I'm not getting evenly spread out body modifications, it makes me feel like I'm not myself. Something I really need to think about.


Well, I have gone on long enough for today...


TOODLES!

Plug Day!

Getting ready for an awesome day - regular ol' pierced ears

I got picked up by my awesome little brother, Aaron, around one o'clock and he took me to see the talented Dan Marshall at Heroes and Villains!

This is where I got my 2 gauge plugs!! I will be stretching probably to around a 00 (double zero) eventually. Very exciting

Not at all as painful as I expected it to be. And I'm super happy that he gave my other three lobe piercing holes on each ear lots of room to keep jewellery in. I'm keeping the jewellery out until my new holes heal, though.

I am incredibly happy with how they turned out.
I can't wait to get myself some awesome stone jewellery. Definitely want some jade!


Had lunch with Aaron afterwards at Brewsters. We were pretty unimpressed with our food, and pretty sure that our caesars had practically no booze. But it was still great because I got to spend the day hanging out with my brother.

I think they look pretty damn good

New Year, New Blog, New Adventures!

2014 has been an interesting year...

I have been struggling with digestive issues, probably IBS (ugh, TMI. Sorry) And one thing that was supposed to be amazing and really change things went wrong. After eight years of waiting, I finally got the surgery to remove my sweat glands because my hyperhydrosis was dehydrating me (I wasn't sweating, I was just losing water). I was so happy, I would feel physically better, AND I would get to wear whatever kinds of tops and dresses that I want for the first time since before puberty. Nope! My one side is still sweating just like before... So, January 19 I go back to my surgeon and we decide whether to do it all again, or just remove the tissue in each arm pit so the whole problem area is entirely gone. Both options will be an uncomfortable (to say the least) recovery.
But I'm determined to get this shit over with.

My number one weight on my shoulders the past year has been finances. Things have been tight. A lot of debt and a lot of stress... I'm thinking of picking up a part time job in a liquor store (such an easy, awesome job) again to help us pay off all our crap so we can get on with our lives.

Had a couple pregnancy scares this year as well, because my body is just a giant troll.
Honestly, I really want to have kids (seriously. my ovaries have been SCREAMING for babies all damn year) but the idea of getting pregnant NOW?! Terrifying. I would at least like to not be in debt. At least we have good jobs and a house.
And don't get me started on the whole "marriage should come first" thing. Chris seems to think this way, I'm more "whatever happens, happens", and while I really want to get married (seriously, over five years now. Where's my ring?! haha) I'm quickly getting over the whole idea of marriage. We talk about all this stuf, but stupid money gets in the way of us accomplishing any of our sterotypical "happy family" goals. Money....


Plans for 2015.

1) WRITE
2) FUCKING WRITE. Seriously. I need to make goals like five pages a week, minimum. Get shit done!
3) I'm a negative person. I seem to dwell on everything bad. So, this year I am making myself a Happiness Jar. Every good thing that happens will be written down and put in to a jar, so whenever I need a reminder to stop being a whiny bitch I will have a ton of reasons!
4) On Saturday (the third)  I am getting PLUGS! My brother paid for me to get my ears stretched. And by the BEST guy in the entire province, so I'm super excited about this. I have wanted stretched ears for years, but there was no way I was going to do it manually, then I found out I don't have to do it that way. I can't wait to buy myself some stone jewellery!
5) Climb the mountain in Banff with the tea house on top.
6)Second surgery.

Oh yeah. And I REALLY  want to get a cat this year. I just need to convince Chris' mum, who owns the house we are renting. I WANT A KITTY

Not super exciting... but the list will grow.
Or I could focus on writing.


Well, that was a haphazard way to introduce myself.....


Here's to all the best in 2015