I've got to stop writing blogs about how I haven't written in ages... so I'll just recap March and maybe think of something exciting to say about April.
My Birthday - summed up in one word: AWESOME. I had a fabulous birthday. I got to see all my favourite people.. well, not ALL, but at least the ones who are in Ontario, and had a great time out at the bar. Tak was home from BC for the weekend and so he made it down to London for the party and brought apple fritters from St. Jacobs. Adrian and Ren came from Toronto and Brad, Andy and Huff came down from Waterloo. Even my brother and Lindsey made it. Pictures from Facebook:
My birthday, part 2 - Dave totally sucked at getting me a birthday present... but I got over it.
IUD - After more deliberation, I decided I'd go ahead with the lovely "knock me out and stick'er in" procedure. It won't be until April 30th, but I think it'll be great when it finally gets done.
Running - at the start of march I started running at the gym while watching season 7 of 24. I was doing great - about 5km in 40 min, burning something around 440 calories. I was pretty impressed with myself until....
Mystery Illness - Just after my birthday I started getting this pain in my pelvic area that went through to my back. After about 4 or 5 days of this constant pain I went to the doc who thought maybe I had a kidney stone. He sent me for an ultra sound which resulted in nothing. However, I have a friend who is an anatomy student and she suggested that maybe I'd hurt myself running and that I'd done something to my hip flexor. I looked it up and it seemed completely plausible. So, I was told to stop running for a bit and see if it helped.... sadly and gladly, it has. However, I haven't been able to work off any of the food I've eaten. *sigh* Gotta find something to give me a cardio workout but doesn't result in pain.
Dave going to Japan - it's more or less official that Dave's taking off in Sept for 8 months. I'm still working through the logistics of getting a roomie and all that. I plan on switching bedrooms, giving up the bigger bedroom to the new person and taking the smaller room. However, I have to find a smaller bed to go in the "master" bedroom, and move my queen bed home and replace it with my double bed from the glen... so complicated! Most frustrating part is the fact that I will have to get it all done before I go to France, since Dave will be gone before I get home.
Vegas!!! - Okay, so not a march thing, but I'll be going to Vegas next week! I can not wait. I think it will be amazing... If only I could justify spending money on gambling...maybe then I'd end up rich. Hmm.
Reebok Easy Tone Shoes - I've been checking these out... They aren't nearly as fugly as the Sketchers ones. They look like normal running shoes but with rounded bottoms. However, they are stupid expensive. Like, $120 or something. HOWEVER - I was at Payless the other day and saw a pair of shoes that are really similar to the Reebok ones - but way less expensive!! Like, $45. So I think I might get them - and start walking at lunch time now that the weather is getting nicer.
Hmmm... what else. I have to make a turkey for Sunday. Dad decided that we have to have easter dinner. Fun. Lets hope I can wow my grandparents again with my awesome cooking prowess.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
My Junk is Junk (Boys be warned!)
So, it's official - I'm turning in my girl card. Boys just do not have the same amount of troubles as girls do, nor do they have to endure the things girls do in order to be sure they are healthy.
After a year of wanting to get it done, I finally went in to get an IUD inserted. I am sick of the pill and want some type of birth control that doesn't require thought. After a zillion doctors over the last couple years I finally was at the point where I held the little box in my hand and presented it to the doctor and said "alright, put it in!"
It was supposed to be that easy.
However, as is the case with all my down-below experiences, it was not. It never is. Why? Well, my junk is apparently just that. Junk. Always fricking broken. God.
Remember this? Allie's story about why people should get the Gardisil vaccine instead of ending up like her. Well, that story leads into this...
The whole procedure started out awkward enough with the med student there watching on as the doctor explained what he was doing in extra detail. He explained the IUD and how it has strings. They like to cut the strings long, "so they just float around like wobbly spaghetti" (his words, not mine) because if they cut them short that they can be kinda pokey "which some partners don't really like". Hmm. No kidding. I'm sure guys would love the idea of being poked while doing it! After that, it was the standard lay on your back, feet in the stirrups routine. Warn the student not to insert speculum into wrong hole? Check. Look! Thats a cervix! Check. Swab the inside of me with a scratchy brush to make sure I don't get an infection? Sign me up!
And then things took a weird turn.. he goes "Have you ever had surgery on your cervix before?" and I said yeah, a couple years ago. And he goes "Hmm..." and not in a "well, that's interesting" kinda way. More in a "well, that's not good" kinda way.
So then he stops and says "We can't do this today..." and proceeds to explain that my fantastic cervix, whom I almost feel needs a name since it gets talked about so often, has healed up and has scar tissue pretty much making it closed. If he were to try to put the IUD in, I would probably be in paid akin to child birth. GREAT.
Thankfully my doctor is a nice guy and he went onto explain that all hope is not lost - I have the option to be put under and they will manually dilate my cervix. That's right. It's so painful that they knock you out. AWESOME. The whole thing is called a hysteroscopy. Look it up. Not fun sounding. At least he didn't use binocular action like the other doc doing my colopscopy did.
What's with me and various "scopy" treatments in the nether regions...
So now I have to make the decision whether it's worth my while to undergo minor surgery to have a piece of plastic with copper wrapped around it inserted into my uterus. Easiest form of birth control ever? Yes. Cheapest over the long run? Heck yes! ($11.99/60 months = 20c a month!) Worth being knocked out so the doctor can torture your insides? debatable..
Ack! Why me!?
After a year of wanting to get it done, I finally went in to get an IUD inserted. I am sick of the pill and want some type of birth control that doesn't require thought. After a zillion doctors over the last couple years I finally was at the point where I held the little box in my hand and presented it to the doctor and said "alright, put it in!"
It was supposed to be that easy.
However, as is the case with all my down-below experiences, it was not. It never is. Why? Well, my junk is apparently just that. Junk. Always fricking broken. God.
Remember this? Allie's story about why people should get the Gardisil vaccine instead of ending up like her. Well, that story leads into this...
The whole procedure started out awkward enough with the med student there watching on as the doctor explained what he was doing in extra detail. He explained the IUD and how it has strings. They like to cut the strings long, "so they just float around like wobbly spaghetti" (his words, not mine) because if they cut them short that they can be kinda pokey "which some partners don't really like". Hmm. No kidding. I'm sure guys would love the idea of being poked while doing it! After that, it was the standard lay on your back, feet in the stirrups routine. Warn the student not to insert speculum into wrong hole? Check. Look! Thats a cervix! Check. Swab the inside of me with a scratchy brush to make sure I don't get an infection? Sign me up!
And then things took a weird turn.. he goes "Have you ever had surgery on your cervix before?" and I said yeah, a couple years ago. And he goes "Hmm..." and not in a "well, that's interesting" kinda way. More in a "well, that's not good" kinda way.
So then he stops and says "We can't do this today..." and proceeds to explain that my fantastic cervix, whom I almost feel needs a name since it gets talked about so often, has healed up and has scar tissue pretty much making it closed. If he were to try to put the IUD in, I would probably be in paid akin to child birth. GREAT.
Thankfully my doctor is a nice guy and he went onto explain that all hope is not lost - I have the option to be put under and they will manually dilate my cervix. That's right. It's so painful that they knock you out. AWESOME. The whole thing is called a hysteroscopy. Look it up. Not fun sounding. At least he didn't use binocular action like the other doc doing my colopscopy did.
What's with me and various "scopy" treatments in the nether regions...
So now I have to make the decision whether it's worth my while to undergo minor surgery to have a piece of plastic with copper wrapped around it inserted into my uterus. Easiest form of birth control ever? Yes. Cheapest over the long run? Heck yes! ($11.99/60 months = 20c a month!) Worth being knocked out so the doctor can torture your insides? debatable..
Ack! Why me!?
Monday, March 1, 2010
I'm ALMOST "Old"...and other new things.
It's the 1st of March. I have a week til I'm 27 - officially in my late 20s. I'm torn about how I feel about this one. Part of me is like "sweet! I'm an adult!" and the other part is like "dammit. I'm supposed to be an adult".
But whatever - it's an excuse to party it up, birthday style, like I do every year. I'm super excited about this year, even if it means a million people are going to be crashing on the various spaces on my living room floor and all that. But it will be good times.
More than that though, I'm super excited about all my travels this year. Vegas, Vancouver, France, Cali... I don't know where I'm going to find the money to do it all but it will be great times.
Ange and I are off on an A-Team adventure to Vegas April 9-12. I can't wait, it's going to be fabulous. Not exactly sure what we'll do while we're there but I think we'll have a great time.
Trishelle and I are hoping to get out to Vancouver in July for Canada day and then I'm off to France in Aug with a stop in Finland on the way there and a few days spent in England on the way back. And then, way off in Oct, Deb and I are going to do a California road trip.
The only downside to my exciting travels is that theres a decent chance that Dave won't be here when I get back from France. He'll most likely be on a plane to Japan where he's going to be doing an exchange for 8 months. I'm still not super excited about this, even though I think it's a fantastic opportunity. If it were me in his shoes, I'd be all about going on exchange... however I'm the one stuck in London for another 8 months. With like, none of my friends. And having to find a roomate for 2 semesters.
Nothing is for sure with Dave going yet, so I'm trying not to worry too much about it. However there is going to come a time where I have to figure out what's gonna happen. Argh.
But whatever - it's an excuse to party it up, birthday style, like I do every year. I'm super excited about this year, even if it means a million people are going to be crashing on the various spaces on my living room floor and all that. But it will be good times.
More than that though, I'm super excited about all my travels this year. Vegas, Vancouver, France, Cali... I don't know where I'm going to find the money to do it all but it will be great times.
Ange and I are off on an A-Team adventure to Vegas April 9-12. I can't wait, it's going to be fabulous. Not exactly sure what we'll do while we're there but I think we'll have a great time.
Trishelle and I are hoping to get out to Vancouver in July for Canada day and then I'm off to France in Aug with a stop in Finland on the way there and a few days spent in England on the way back. And then, way off in Oct, Deb and I are going to do a California road trip.
The only downside to my exciting travels is that theres a decent chance that Dave won't be here when I get back from France. He'll most likely be on a plane to Japan where he's going to be doing an exchange for 8 months. I'm still not super excited about this, even though I think it's a fantastic opportunity. If it were me in his shoes, I'd be all about going on exchange... however I'm the one stuck in London for another 8 months. With like, none of my friends. And having to find a roomate for 2 semesters.
Nothing is for sure with Dave going yet, so I'm trying not to worry too much about it. However there is going to come a time where I have to figure out what's gonna happen. Argh.
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