Update on my so-called life

Some of my regular readers have pointed out that I don’t really write much anymore. I post little tidbits and mindless dribble about politics and celebrities, but very little about myself. There are several reasons why I haven’t been putting forth much effort in that department, but the primary ones are laziness, feeling like I’m repeating myself, and not really having anything that important going on in my life.¬†When I started this blog I intended to use it as a virtual diary, so I’m going to try to head back in that direction.

The best thing that has happened in my life recently is that my partner finally got to return to school to finish his degree. We are both elated that he can move forward and hopefully have a bachelor’s degree under his belt sometime in December.

Speaking of school, I’ve put my plans of changing careers on hold. Changing jobs and all the on-the-clock training that entails has left me with little desire to further my education in the classroom. I did feel a few pangs of jealousy recently when I went to registration with Honey, but I know that I’m still young enough that I can afford to procrastinate a bit. I’m making good money now, so while having a degree might give me a little more self-worth, I’m not sure it would really improve my quality of life.

Things are still a little weird with my family. My sister and I started talking again recently (although most of our contact consists of text-messaging). She made the first move – calling me and leaving a rather kind message on my machine. My mother contacted me yesterday via email – our first correspondence in around four months.

While I’ll feel much better when things are back to “normal” with my family, the part that continues to make me angry is that my feelings never seem to matter. They discriminate, I get angry and make ultimatums, then we just go on with our little lives like nothing ever happened. I guess that’s the definition of “dysfunctional family,” eh?

Speaking of “dysfunctional,” it seems that my body is falling to pieces. The nuclear test that was ran on my gallbladder a few weeks ago showed that it is only working 30% of the time. This seems to be wreaking havoc on my digestive system, since the extra bile the organ stores when malfunctioning gets flushed into my stomach all at once. My stomach tries to counteract the extra bile by producing more acid – causing acid reflux and the resulting chest pain. Doctor advised that I have it removed as quickly as possible, but not wanting to have surgery, I told her that I needed some time to think about it.

A few nights ago, I started getting a fever without any indication of being ill. It went to 101.5 before I caved in and took some Tylenol. I spent most of the next day feeling like crap – no appetite, no energy. The fever returned the next night, along with pain when urinating and sitting down.

Seems my prostate is the culprit, and after a rather thorough and embarrassing exam, Doctor joked that I was falling apart and playfully referred to me as “Humpty Dumpty.” Then she put me on antibiotics and abstinence for two weeks. And… she’s setting me up with a surgeon to get the gallbladder removed. Here’s to feeling twice your age (clink).

So, that’s about it. Just don’t expect the posts about politics to go away anytime soon.

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Karen
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I have some of my Swedish bitters standing at the ready…it worked wonders on my gallbladder. Some of the stuff might buy you some time in the surgery department.

ashley
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my dad had to have his gallbladder removed. but he waited too long and his was dead and decaying in his body (graphic, I know, sorry) and it made him really sick and he thought he was having a heart attack (I guess that’s the acid reflux you were talking about). it ended up being much worse than it needed to be, so I would suggest not waiting on the surgery. it will be much easier if you do it sooner rather than later because they can do it with a laser if they catch it early enough, but they had to do an incision (it’s about 8 inches long) with my dad because his had gotten so big.

I don’t mean to be gross telling you all of this, but I wanted to let you know what can happen if you wait too long. I don’t want that to happen to you!!!

Liz
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Brian,
the laser surgery really isn’t bad, the scariest part for me was “going under”. You will be fine, but I want to be there. LOVE YOU LOTS & LOTS!

Caroline
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Brian, it’s great to get an “update!” I plan on updating Known Knowns too…it’s been in the back of my mind for some time.

Good luck with your surgeries and here’s hoping you get more comfortable!

alyson
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The surgery isn’t that bad, J had it last year. I’m like Liz, I think the worse part is being put to sleep.

sideon
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Big hugs. Shoot me an offline note/email if you wanna chat – I had similar physical “stuff” going on this past year.

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