Tuesday, October 11, 2005

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Hearts, Stars, Horseshoes, Sexual Reproductive Organs, and Blue Moons!
October 11, 2005; 9.45 AM

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Haha, my topic? I had a pretty interesting chat with Katie last night. I believe I let out a few too many "what the fuck?" 's. *laughs* I'm not going to go into too much detail with that.

Random Fact: Boobehs are jumbly.

Anyways.. my hospital ordeal. Okay, let's start from the beginning; Last Monday I found a little bump on the tip of my elbow, it didn't appear to be much, so I payed it no attention. By Tuesday evening, my arm was badly swollen, red, and it had a fever too it (which means infection). So my mom scheduled a doctor's appointment, and I left school early on Wednesday to do that.

The doctor opened a wound up on my arm so that they could drain some puss ("poison" as my grandma would have called it, heh). That was painful. but not too bad. He prescribed some antibiotics, and told us to come back first thing in the morning. We did. My arm was in worse shape, so he put it pretty bluntly and said that I had to go to the hospital right then and there >_<. We left for the hospital, and despite my begging I couldn't run back home to grab a few commodities and at least warn everyone where I was going to be.

So I was admitted into Memorial Hospital within a matter of minutes. They put me into on of those humiliating hospital gowns >_<, put an IV in my arm, took some blood (which took quite a few tries, I have very deep veins. So that was no fun), and ran a CT scan. Eh, all that was nothing.

Thursday and half of Friday pretty much consisted of everyone squeezing the living hell out of my arm. Then the doctors agreed the my arm needed to be opened a bit more to let it drain better. So within minutes I was given some Demerol (an awesome pain medication), and soon the surgeon came in. She put some Lidocaine in my bad arm and proceeded to cut away. Note, I was awake during this, and my mom and dad were standing by watching. It didn't bother me, the pain wasn't too intense, but my mom was ready to start bawling, heh. It was a good thing that she cut my arm open, because she found quite a few puss pockets, so she had to keep cutting. My mom and my pediatrician were both extremely pissed off about how the surgery was handled, all because I wasn't put to sleep.

The only highlight from the entire experience was the few times I got to talk to Katie. It was nice getting some messages from the "outside." Hahaha, right in the middle of our last chat, my cell's battery just died. *laughs* Sorry about that babe.

When I look back no it, it wasn't too bad, but if I had waited another day or two to see the doctor, it could have been very bad. So right now I have a chunk of flesh missing from my right arm, and twice a day I have to remove/stuff the gauze in it (we have to keep the wound open so that we can get all of the puss out). It is healing quite rapidly, and hopefully by Thursday I can remove the gauze and let it heal itself.

That's it in a nutshell. All's good in Josh-Land. Now I must find something to entertain myself, or perhaps a week's worth of make-up work, ick. Goodbye all, have a great day.

Love,
Josh

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{What I'm listening to}

The Beatles - The Fool on the Hill

{Daily family Guy Quote}

Brian: So, uh, where's your good buddy James Woods?
Peter: Eh, turns out he wasn't so good at catching stuff in his mouth. So where's your girlfriend?
Brian: Same problem.
Brian and Peter: Wooooaahh!! (They both laugh)

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