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I'm not going to say it!
15 years ago
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I'm not going to make another "Oh, I'm going to post more regularly" journal. Every time I do, life decides otherwise.
For a laugh, 2 days after I posted my last journal, my ex-wife kicked me out of my own house and claimed to the police that I might get violent. This is contrary to the fact that I'm a pacifist and never struck her.
Then, over the next couple of weeks I started losing my sight. Because of a range of other symptoms, I decided to get some blood tests done. Went in at 10am, at 1pm my Doctor called me for a follow up. By 2pm I was in hospital, with IV fluids and insulin being pumped into me.
I was suffering from a rather profound case of hyperglycemia (with a fasting blood sugar of 27mmol/l instead of a maximum of 5) and ketoacidosis. So as well as the risks from the ketoacidosis, they were worried I was going to go into a coma. (Hence why I wasn't at Radfur)
I had a few chuckles in hospital, traumatising the nurses. The second day I was in, I surprised them by volunteering to do the finger-pricking from then on. The third day, I made a nurse gasp by doing the insulin injections myself. Since I'm going to have to do them daily for the rest of my life, I thought I might as well get used to it straight away. ^.^
2 weeks after I was released, my ex moved back to the US, taking my hatchling with. I won't bother elaborating on exactly what levels of heartache that brought, because I'm pretty sure that anyone can guess what it was like.
On a good note, my mate
nytekingcheetah flew over within 2 hours of them leaving. He helped me through what was otherwise a pretty painful time.
Since then, and still now, he's here at my house with me, helping me get it ready for sale.
Once it's all painted, renovated etc, I'll be moving over to Melbourne with him.
In the meantime, he's bought me a great guitar (that I have to take up playing again) and bought out the world's supply of guitars. (5 since he's been here, including the one that was a gift for me.) We're going to have to get a place with a 'guitar room' just to accommodate them all! :-P
Midfur: Sadly, because of my health, the renovations, the upcoming move and also a couple of personal reasons, I won't be going to Midfur this year.
For a laugh, 2 days after I posted my last journal, my ex-wife kicked me out of my own house and claimed to the police that I might get violent. This is contrary to the fact that I'm a pacifist and never struck her.
Then, over the next couple of weeks I started losing my sight. Because of a range of other symptoms, I decided to get some blood tests done. Went in at 10am, at 1pm my Doctor called me for a follow up. By 2pm I was in hospital, with IV fluids and insulin being pumped into me.
I was suffering from a rather profound case of hyperglycemia (with a fasting blood sugar of 27mmol/l instead of a maximum of 5) and ketoacidosis. So as well as the risks from the ketoacidosis, they were worried I was going to go into a coma. (Hence why I wasn't at Radfur)
I had a few chuckles in hospital, traumatising the nurses. The second day I was in, I surprised them by volunteering to do the finger-pricking from then on. The third day, I made a nurse gasp by doing the insulin injections myself. Since I'm going to have to do them daily for the rest of my life, I thought I might as well get used to it straight away. ^.^
2 weeks after I was released, my ex moved back to the US, taking my hatchling with. I won't bother elaborating on exactly what levels of heartache that brought, because I'm pretty sure that anyone can guess what it was like.
On a good note, my mate
nytekingcheetah flew over within 2 hours of them leaving. He helped me through what was otherwise a pretty painful time.Since then, and still now, he's here at my house with me, helping me get it ready for sale.
Once it's all painted, renovated etc, I'll be moving over to Melbourne with him.
In the meantime, he's bought me a great guitar (that I have to take up playing again) and bought out the world's supply of guitars. (5 since he's been here, including the one that was a gift for me.) We're going to have to get a place with a 'guitar room' just to accommodate them all! :-P
Midfur: Sadly, because of my health, the renovations, the upcoming move and also a couple of personal reasons, I won't be going to Midfur this year.
Bummer about the diabetes, but you've kept ahead of it so far. Woohoo for that! No passing out and no comas for chuu. I can't drive you to the hospital. =p
And as to the guitars, I can explain! They're VERY valuable. >.>
And as for the guitars, at this rate I'm going to need two moving trucks - one just for your guitars!
Oh shush, silly dragon...We don't need an extra truck...Maybe another car. =p
I'll get the kitteh to lean out the window and give hugs on the way through.
Warning: Dwagl will not be responsible for kitteh judo throws committed during these hugs.
CAT FIGHT!
Yes, it's great. He'll protect me from the scary burdasaurus you've heard all about!
I hope your doing better now at least draggy, stay well! ^^
On another good note, 1 week after being on insulin, I started getting my sight back again! Within the fortnight, I had 6/6 (20/20) vision again!
And yes, now I have my kitteh here to keep me company. And protect me from birdosaurs *nod nods*
But I've learned my lesson. I'm not promising to do any more journals, ever again!
They'll happen when they happen ;p
ALSO, CHECK OUT THE KYTH RAWRNESS in mah gallery! xD
I'm really sorry about your heartache, of all the people you certainly don't deserve such treatment. *sad smile*
Hope the renovations and house sale goes well!
Lots of happy thoughts coming your way from the frozen wasteland that is called Great Britain! *hug*