Like Getting Hit By A Bus

I woke up at seven am yesterday. I felt odd. A little nauseous and shaky. I wasn't sure why but I couldn't get back to sleep. I watched some TV and did some stuff around the apartment. I made some rice in hopes it would ease my stomach. Nothing helped. All I really wanted was a couple more hours of real sleep but my head was spinning and I just couldn't settle down. While propped up on my knees at the foot of my bed I realized my head was forcing me to look as far left as possible and I couldn't stop it. I could feel my right arm was pointed in the other direction just above my head. I was trying so hard to look at it but I had no control. Suddenly I realize, I'm having a seizure. This is my third seizure ever and the other two were just a little over a year ago. As I'm sure you can assume, they are painful. I was still on my knees when I figured out what was happening and I tried to force myself down on the bed to ensure safety but I didn't have any control so luckily it happened on it's own. As I felt my left arm curl up against my body by my face I kept begging to pass out. I know what to expect now. First it's the rigid pain that feels like electricity jolting through my body followed by loss of sight and buzzing in my ears that blocks out all sound. Finally I pass out. This time around when I realized I was having a seizure and it was too late to move I kept begging for it to hurry up and be over. Several thoughts went through my head. I remember when the buzzing took over I kept thinking PASS OUT PASS OUT. I was worried I was peeing my bed. I felt something coming out of my mouth and thought I was vomiting or foaming. I didn't think about not being able to breathe at all. I have no idea what time it was. I have no idea how long it lasted.

Sometime later I woke up in bed and didn't remember a thing. I figured I had finally fallen back asleep but I felt even stranger than before. My body wasn't working right. My head was spinning. I was confused. I got in the shower and got dressed. Slowly I started to remember. I was still so out of it I wasn't sure what to do but I was alone and I was scared it would happen again. I spent a long time in my apartment unable to decide what I was supposed to do. Finally I realized I couldn't stay there alone and I better go to the emergency room. I walked out the front door, hailed a cab, and told him the name of the hospital I wanted to go to.

On the way I got a text from Casey saying something about that night. My head still wasn't working properly and I sent back something confusing and probably eerie "Im going tio thf hospital. anothes seizure." Being the wonderful person he is, he got in a cab and met me there. The story from this point on gets a little boring because I was in the ER for hours and nothing particularly amusing happened. I was happy to have my nurse boyfriend with me so he could explain stuff to me and hook me back up to my fluids. Finally I was discharged and made my way back to my apartment with Casey. I soon realized every single muscle in every part of my body hurts like I was hit by a bus and thrown several feet in the air before landing on concrete. I may be aching but I'm so happy. I'm happy I have such an incredible person to stay with me and remind me to ask for things like anxiety meds to help me sleep. I wasn't scared last night and I'm not scared today. I'm really lucky to have him around.

So that is what I did yesterday. I experienced seizure numero tres. Hope your day was a little more relaxing.

The Tale Of The Hairy Nipple

I was told a little story last night. I was told a little story that is supposedly true and that will now haunt me for the rest of my life. If you are one to get queasy please do not continue reading.

No really just stop.

Still with me? Okay then.

I can't remember why he even thought of it but on the train last night I was told a tale of a man and his nipple. Supposedly this is a friend of a friend of a well, you know. I'm sure this is in the 30th person by now. Anyway, this friend of whomever had found a hair coming out of his nipple. That isn't so unusual for a guy right? Well, he decides he doesn't want it there so he tries to pull it out. He pulled it and it kept coming, more and more. This guy kept pulling this really long hair out of his nipple until he passed out. Turns out that wasn't any hair. It was a nerve!

I have to ask. When you got to the end of this tale what was your reaction? I keep telling people the story and so far I find that guys just laugh. Women are horrified and usually clutch their chest begging to know why I would tell them something so gruesome.

I really hope this never happened.

Water Water Everywhere

Today I am going to share some flood pictures with you. I know some of you are probably thinking "What the hell does she know about flooding? She is in Manhattan." Or maybe you aren't. Well, it's true. I have not seen any flooding. I'm just waiting for that one giant tidal wave to come and knock out the whole city. Regardless, I do have some pictures for you of the mighty Mississippi eating my hometown.

I was born and raised in the Quad Cities. See the map here. It's that lump when Iowa gets on top of Illinois. Dirty. Anyway, they really don't have it that bad there but enough that my mother was inspired to take these photos from her office in Davenport Iowa.



Mmmm that lovely brown water I grew up with. No wonder I was so intrigued by the Bahamas.

Last night my friend and old roommate of four years took a big risk for a chick and chopped off her long hair into a sexy little bob. The excitement of the hot new hair inspired her to make a visit to my place with Bellinis. The offering of alcohol was a smart way to get us started on a fashion shoot. I didn't upload the photos of me yet but I wanted to share this picture I took of her.



My crappy digital camera can be difficult to work with when I want natural light. It goes all blurry on me. In this case it turned out looking like an oil painting which I really like. It's a little bit jazz. There are several others that are not blurry like this but I am fond of how this turned out.
Hey, like my new wine glasses? They were one of my birthday gifts from the boyfriend.
A.D.D. Bye!

Cheers to you George

So many other bloggers wrote great tributes to George Carlin today. I don't have the proper words. I wanted to share one of my favorites with anyone who cared to watch.



To read some nice tributes go here:
Forks Off The Moment
Pessimists Need Love Too
You Just Keep On Believing That

*Disclaimer* I try to avoid making any religious statements on my blog and I'm not trying to make one with this video. I just enjoy it. Read into that however you wish.

Sharks and Serenades

Going back to work sucks! Two people from my group called out sick today and another is coming in a few hours late. It's just me and Brad covering the desks. Sadly this is normal here. Thanks to the fact that our website runs slow I'm able to write a little while I wait for things to load and leave voice mails. Hopefully all the business will make the day go by faster and the next thing I know I'll be at the beer garden eating kielbasa. Mmmmm.

I promised Matt-Man a picture of the tan. I'm pretty sure he was hoping to see a little more than back but this is all you get today.

You can see how pale I used to be in this old WWC post.

I promised Spazoid Mike a shark. Here is one from the Atlantis Aquarium. He was nice.

Speaking of sharks. They scare the crap out of me. Casey wanted to swim with them and I think he is bat-shit crazy. At the water park they had a predator aquarium with two slides that went through it. They were great. One was a body slide that from the top as you get on looks like a huge drop directly into a pool of sharks. Of course it just takes you through a clear tunnel in the middle of the shark pool. It went so fast you couldn't really see the sharks surrounding you. The second slide required an innertube. You went down a drop and at the bottom it goes really slow through the clear tube and you see sharks swimming all around you. Not a good idea if you are claustrophobic. Some were lying right on top of the tube about a foot from our heads. That was pretty cool.

Last night I went to a Singer/songwriter showcase. It's a free weekly song club that a co-worker friend of mine is guest hosting this month. I had to check it out because Gustavo is one of those unfairly talented people that can do everything. Just a couple of years ago I was at his movie premier and last night I sat in the back of the crowd with my beer while he amazed the room. Not only can this guy play some guitar like you wouldn't believe he has an incredible voice. Sometimes it's a little Elvis Costello, sometimes it's Elvis Presley, most of the time it's unique Gustavo vocals. When the featured artist of the night started playing Gus jumped up to do some great harmonies and tambourine. His talent never caps.

The best part of the evening was when he announced the next song was for a friend that came out and it would be a late birthday gift. Next thing I know, he breaks into a beautiful rendition of Everybody Loves Somebody Sometime! That's right! He sang DEAN MARTIN'S biggest hit for my birthday gift! He did an amazing job. The whole time I had a huge smile on my face. I looked like a little kid. Good thing I was sitting behind everyone else so they didn't see how insane I looked. That was so unbelievably cool of Gus. It made my entire week.

Anybody want to go next week?

I'm Baaaaa aaaaack!

It was glorious! I have not been this tan in so long. I can't even tell you how odd I feel every time I look at my own arms. The Bahamas were beautiful. We stayed on Paradise Island at a club and marina. Here is the view from our room deck.

Next to the boat you see in the picture was the yacht Kate Hudson was staying on. The crew was kind enough to open our fancy $8 bottle of wine for me and Case to enjoy while we hung out in a hammock by the pool.

We spent a lot of time at the beach Parasailing, Jet Skiing, and drinking rum drinks. The parasailing was beautiful but not exactly thrilling. The Jet Skiing was thrilling. You ride over crystal clear water at high speeds and catch a few waves to get in the air. Check out this beautiful water.

We found a stand that was serving drinks in a coconut and for $15 you get free refills all day. Mmmmmm.... Bahama Mama!


We also went snorkeling which was an incredible experience. They took us eight miles out to a coral reef. I saw a giant sting ray that scared the crap out of me. The cool bartender on the boat threw some chips in at me and Casey so all these little bright colored tropical fish came swarming around us in circles. It was beautiful. I have never experienced anything like that before. I wish I had pictures. Instead, here is a pic of me swimming.

Here is a sad little shot of the island as we flew away.

I'm sure I will have more later. Possibly even my first vlog at the aquarium.

TMI

Thanks for the b-day wishes everybody!

Everything has been so hectic as of late. I got a cold at some point last week and when Saturday hit I was knocked out with a soar throat and a pounding head. I was afraid to go to the Duran Duran concert because it was outside in the rain. I would risk it but being a disgusting sick mess for my own birthday was out of the question. I couldn't handle wasting the $80 ticket but Casey got his roommate to go with him so it was used well. Yeah, you're welcome Billy! Anyway, they said it was fantastic and although they were rained on for awhile it was worth it. I hate missing out on things.

Casey brought over my birthday gift on Saturday to make me feel better. He got me wine glasses the size of my head! Bordeaux glasses to be precise. I currently have zero normal drinking glasses but an entire shelf is dedicated to margarita, white wine, champagne, and shot glasses. Red wine was the only thing missing. I guess every time we are in a restaurant and they give me a giant wine glass I say something about how wonderful it is. Casey listened and got me an awesome gift. Good job baby!

When I woke up Sunday I felt much better. It was sunny and breezy. Perfect for a park day. I packed up 10 liters of boxed wine, a six pack of Heineken, a blanket, water, various cheeses, salami, crackers, and the camera. Somehow I managed to carry all this shit to the park on my own. I was fifteen minutes early so I unpacked and settled in. Of course I'm only sitting for about five minutes before some random guy starts talking to me. He is from out of town and finds it hard to pick up women in New York. I told him not to try to get to know someone in a club. It makes me so sad that I actually have to tell people that. He stuck around for awhile and kept me company until people started showing up. In return I gave him some wine. Lots of friends showed up and we had a good time. Only one person puked and he waited until the end of the party like a good friend should.

On Monday I plugged in my camera only to find that I didn't get a single good photo. Only one was of me and another friend was in it so I can't post it here. I spent the day (my actual birthday) hiding in my apartment. I make a good little hermit. Casey ended up having to take a class and call out of work so he took me to dinner that night and we celebrated with Mexican food. Then I went back home and continued dreading having to go back to work the next day.

Tuesday Sucked. Well, it sucked until the work day ended anyway. Then I finally found a bathing suite for the beach at Victoria's Secret (Thanks for the suggestion Tink!) My friend A who had to work a double shift and missed the party took me to dinner. That was very nice of her. She told me she had no intention of seeing the Sex in the City Movie and I was really annoyed with the rumors so I looked up the whole story online and told her everything that happens just before she got a text announcing she was supposed to see the movie that night with another friend. Ha hahaha Have fun!

Yesterday I left work early to go to the lady parts doctor and get a refill of anti-baby pills. I heart those pills. Getting home early gave me a chance to start packing. I actually started packing for the Bahamas already! Can you believe it? I think it's a sign of old age. I remember even when I was moving to New York I was packing the night before. I thought for sure I would be up all night Friday shoving stuff in a bag. I'm finally growing up *single tear*.

Tonight I'm meeting a dude that plays piano and showing him some stuff I like to sing. Hope he is cool. I would like to work with him on a project if we get along. Then I head home to try out the new wine glasses. SWEET! I will be on a boat floating around Manhattan tomorrow night and heading out to the airport Saturday morning so this might be it until I come back from the trip. I will try to take pictures that will make you jealous.

I'll be back. Probably.