The past 24 hours…
Posted by Kristi on 29th February 2008
have been tiring and emotional. It started yesterday morning when I went back to the ER to have my stitches removed, finally. I had a feeling that they weren’t really ready to come out but the doctor thought otherwise so the nurse came in and proceeded to butcher my finger as she attempted to do her best job of removing my stitches. I wanted to throw up - and I had no food to throw up because I had been there for 3 hours already, but I still wanted to throw up! lol…so I leave the ER with a bleeding finger but they say that it’s ok. Hmm…what do I know, I think. So I head on my merry way home. I take extra special care of it all evening and night while I prepare for this HUGE presentation I have at work tomorrow (or today rather) for the Texas Research Society on Alcoholism. I was too scared to take a shower last night, didn’t want to aggrevate my finger anymore so I put it off until this morning. I woke up, I was in a fantastic mood - even though it was a little gloomy outside. I put a finger cot on my finger (which was a bit painful to do but hey, that’s what they told me to do!) and proceeded to take a shower. I tried my best to not really use my left hand at all and when I did to hold back my middle finger (I’ve gotten SO good at this, haha) and I didn’t really have any pain in my finger during the whole shower. But I get out of the shower and look at my finger to see the whole thing is blood red, the tears began to form at that moment. I took off the finger cot and slowly, holding my breath, took off the bandage only to see my wound, gaping open, smiling at me - again - bleeding. ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? I KNEW the stitches shouldn’t have come out yesterday, I just knew it! So here I am with a bleeding, open wound finger and I have 1.5 hours to get dressed and on campus for this presentation. So I cry while I get ready, bandage it up as best as I can and put a smile on my face and go to work and do my presentation. All the while I can just feel the wound opening up more along the suture line. So finally, I get done with the presentation, do a small amount of chatting and networking and then I get the hell out of dodge (even though I was supposed to be there until 5pm). I come home, change out of my nice work clothes and heels and head BACK over to the ER - my third visit - I hate this place. I came armed with books, ipod, magazine, water, snacks, you name it. And evidently, the more prepared you are, the less amount of time you have to wait - but I’m not complaining! I go back, am seen by a new doctor who agrees that the stitches probably shouldn’t have been taken out when they were (Ok, WHERE were you yesterday???) Since I form such easy scar tissue and keloids they are afraid to re-stitch it back up. So they clean it and put steri-strips all across the wound and then give me the number of a plastic surgeon to call about the scaring, etc.
So I am just pretty dang exhausted and in some discomfort. And it’s just going to get worse because I have to drive out of town tomorrow morning for my great uncle’s funeral where they want me to sing - and I’m so honored too but of course the allergies have been horrible here and I’m coughing up all sorts of pretty things so I don’t know how great I will sound tomorrow. But it’s just like man, can I catch a break please? Please please PLEASE!
Again, I hate to be negative or down but I needed to vent because this has just been exhausting and so frustrating - uhhh. Oh and what’s even more (and this is a little TMI) but evidently I stressed myself out so much I have made my you know what (I think it’s called TOM even though I don’t know what that stands for) come early. Like COME ON! Ohhh gosh, I guess it just gets to the point you HAVE to laugh or you will go crazy. Anyways…
THANK YOU to everyone for the positive support over my weight loss! I really appreciate it and hopefully after this stressful week I can continue to be successful for my next weigh in. I hope everyone is having a MUCH better day and 24 hours than me, lol
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