Just a Little More...

Sometimes it takes more than one post a day to satisfy my craving to write something. Plus, listening to the Avett Brothers on Pandora makes me feel like writing something. I believe this is the epitome of the hipster life. Coffee. Skinny Jeans. Earbuds. And singer song-writer music stations. My last post was informative. This one shall be frou-frou-ie. The candy of blogging,  if you will. At least that's how I see it. I don't know if you agree, but to each their own as they say.

Does anyone else think that I over-use commas? I have a suspicion that I often use them incorrectly. But grammar was years ago and I can't remember. I also don't remember what semi-colons are for. Probably not the best thing to admit on a blog where I am always saying how much I like to write and how I would one day like to write a book, but if you've been reading my blog for any amount of time you've probably noticed my frequent grammatical errors. I should probably attempt to fix that and better myself in the proper usage of proper comma, semi colon etc. uses. I'd probably be full of spelling errors too, but thank goodness for squiggly red under-linings informing me of my (many) mistakes.  Spell Checker is amazing, unless its on your cell phone. My iPhone has a mind of its own. It decides it knows better than me what I'm trying to write. I generally hit send before realizing that it completely changed what I was attempting to say.

While technology is a wonderful and useful thing, I think it has made the general public decidedly more stupid than before.

The fun and the Not-So fun

New York was awesome. It was a gorgeous drive to the Finger Lakes. Keuka Lake is beautiful. We drove 6 hours or so, stopped for Breakfast at Tim Hortons on the way. It was a gorgeous weekend for a wedding. The morning of the outdoor lake side wedding was chilly and over cast, but right when the dancing started on the deck the sun peaked out and it warmed up nicely. Later in the evening a number of us changed out of our wedding attire and went for boat rides and then a frigid jump in the lake. I figured I probably wouldn't have another chance to go for a swim in New York in a beautiful Lake. once the initial shock of cold left, the water was  actually refreshing. It was a lovely weekend, meeting wonderful people and having a complete blast, even if we were all severely sleep deprived.

Unfortunately the wonderful weekend was followed by a midnight trip to the ER for me and then a 4 day stay in the hospital where I wasn't allowed to eat, and for the first day and a half wasn't even allowed to drink anything. Monday Evening I had extremely uncomfortable stomach pains, but was still able to sleep. I woke up around 1 AM Tuesday morning (after drifting in and out of dreams where I was trying to get my sisters to leave New York cause my stomach hurt) I woke up feeling like my gut was trying to murder me in my sleep. After about an hour or so the pain had increased to the point I was crumpled on the floor in the fetal position cause I couldn't even stand up straight. I woke my parents and they immediately decided to take me to the ER. There I was diagnosed with Pancreatitis, which is no fun I assure you. . All they can do for pancreatitis is monitor your pain (which is extreme) and starve you. I lost about 4 lbs in 4 days. I have been working out and eating healthier in an effort to lose weight, and I'm now closer to my goal, but starvation was not the way I was planning to lose it.Oh well, there is a silver lining I suppose. Plus I can eat now. Hospitals are the worst. they wake you up every couple hours to check your vitals, woke me at 4 am every morning to draw blood. Fortunately the wifi there was great and I was able to watch Netflix. And I had a ton of visitors every day. I felt bad for my room mates. I had so many visitors a couple times that we didn't fit in my room and we had to move to the little atrium to chat. Even uncomfortable seats didn't stop me from regularely falling asleep on my guests. Which happened several times. Pain meds are powerful things.Also, I hate morphine, which is what they gave me for pain the first 2 days. Not only did it knock me out for hours at a time (I slept more in 4 days than I think I did the entire previous week) but when it would start kicking in it made me feel like my head was gonna pop off. Not pleasant.

But I am all better now:) I came home last Friday evening and yesterday was the first day I didn't need to take anything for pain cause I feel fantastic. Plus one of my clients at work surprised me with a Starbucks gift card yesterday, which made my day:)