*Hello people. This is your favorite text in the whole wide world speaking, inside my little asterisk shell. It's been two days since gohantech had his heart procedure done, called a heart catheter. Go search it on Wikipedia or some sh*t like that if you don't know what that is. I suck at explaining those medical procedures. Anyways, gohantech stabbed himself with his IV that was inserted into his hand, causing a massacre in which he tried to kill himself. This was while he was frustrated with the limited options he had with the television, and he couldn't take it anymore, so......yeah. It's a very horrid situation, and--*
(ahem) You talking about me, you lying piece of kangaroo dung?
*Oh damn. Uh, heheh, I thought you were still gone. Ummm, yeah, ummmm*
Better start explaining why you're lying about me.
*Uhhhh..........because I hate you?*
Really? Well, isn't it nice being completely honest for once?
*As a matter of fact, I feel like a new font now! Being honest is the greatest feeling I've ever experienced. Thanks for bringing out my true self, gohantech. You are truly the best.*
Um, yeah, well, you know what I'm going to do for you for admitting that?
*What's that?*
This is for lying AND being sarcastic while trying to admit how great it is to be honest!
*NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.................................*
MOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.......................................:| Oh. People are actually reading this. Heh, yeah. Got rid of his ass again, didn't I? So, I'm back at home, relaxing and recovering from my trip at the hospital. Actually, I've been home since yesterday, but I decided to wait until today to type up another blog entry. First off, I just wanted to say that I appreciated the comments, like usual, and.....and.......I DIDN'T KNOW THAT MANY PEOPLE CARED:cry:!!!!!!!!! (sigh) Here I go, being overdramatic:roll:. Trust me, it's been a long past 2 days. But first, let me tell you about my Halloween night.
Amelia arrived at around 5:45, messing around a little bit before trick or treating started at 6. It was a riot, and probably my most memorable Halloween since, uh, 4 years ago. I messed around with my digital camera a little bit, and we finally got our official couple picture (yup, more pics to gaze upon):P. Gotta have one of those (the picture I showed off before doesn't count, since it was taken before we went out). And as we passed out candy, a couple of our friends decided to show up and stay for a little while. During their stay, they massacred my car windows with random statements and symbols with marker that is used for football games to write on cars. As you can see, it was raining a little bit and the marker was oozing down a little bit:lol:. It was funny because the people that were walking by down the street had their attention on the situation, like one of those wacky television shows where someone does something ridiculous in the middle of a street in town and random people just stand there with a stunned look on their face. That was the third time my car was a victim to the writing since school started:P. Oh well, since it's all girls that do it, I don't mind the attention;). It's just that I've constantly had to visit the carwash:P. So, after their little antics, they left, and Amelia and I finished up passing out candy, until about 7:15, when it seemed like no one else was in sight. We went in the house, and she stayed for about an hour and a half. All we really did was talk to my parents the whole time, and revealed embarassing secrets about me. That's always fun:D. But since I had to get up early to go to the hospital, and Amelia had school the following day, I took her home at about 8:50 in my dad's car, since mine was covered with graffiti. It was hard to drive at night and in the rain, since I'm so used to my car. But on the way to her house, when the moment was just right, I took brandyinindiana's advice and my hand made a move toward her hand:oops:. It happened in utter silence, too, which made it even better:D. As I pulled into her driveway, I didn't want to leave her, but I knew I had to, so I hugged her goodbye and took off. I found myself trying to find any love song I could on the radio on the way hom......OH JESUS CHRIST!!! How much more cheesy can I get? Let's just move on to the next day, shall we?
The first day of November. Already the holiday months are upon us. Watching television that morning, they ALREADY had Christmas commercials here and there:shock:. It's funny, immediately the day after Halloween, the Christmas spirit suddenly rises everywhere, whether it be commercials or music on the radio or the weather. Anyways, arriving at the hospital a few hours after I woke up, I was brought into an area surrounded by nurses and seperate bedding areas surrounded by moving curtains as privacy. I guess that was the recovery room or something, I don't know. I don't go to the hospital that often:P. But I put on one of those trendy hospital robes and laid in my little bed in my little section of the zone. A nurse poked an IV in my arm, which I am a huge fan of:roll:. She then gave me a couple of drugs to help me stay dozed and zoned out during the procedure, and afterward, shaved my..........you get the picture:P. It tickled so much that it hurt, too. But finally, it was time to go into the operating room, and I tried to remain zoned out. Unfortunately, I was awake a LOT:|. I could feel the forced palpitations that the doctors made occur to shock, and the pain when they used those paddles to shock me was insane. The palpitations bugged me the most, though, and I let out moans and groans to let the nurses know I was having a f*cking palpitation, and they needed to stop it, please! They tried to comfort me by assuring me that it was vital that that happened each time, and that I would be fine. Well, I believed them, and before I knew it, 4 hours had already passed! It felt like I was awake the entire time, and took about an hour, but when one of the nurses told me, "Ok, we're all done," I asked what time it was, just to confirm what I heard was true, and sure enough, the procedure that started at around 9:00 AM ended at 12:30 PM. My mom actually managed to take a picture during the procedure as well:lol:. PSYCHE!!!! I'm just bullsh*ting:P. I found that image on Google. Anyways, it was all over. I was cured. I was a new man:).
Laying stiff, watching The Pursuit of Happiness on one of 4 movie channels on one of those small televisions in my little section proved to be torturing, since I wanted to move so bad. I had to lay still without moving my legs or head for about 3 hours, and it was torture:cry:. In the meantime, I found out I've had this heart condition since I was born, and there was an extra nerve near my heart that was triggering the heart palpitations, so that's what they got rid of. Finally, I got to get up to move around once, and afterward I could move my legs and head whenever I wanted. Laying there for about another 3-4 hours, I managed to finally get my own room to stay in overnight, which was a relief because I didn't want to be surrounded by other patients in pain for much longer:x. As soon as I got to my room, I called Amelia to tell her all about it all, and bid her good luck with her liver surgery the next day, because doctors found something wrong with it earlier in the week, and she had to go on Friday to have it operated on. Funny, both of us are in need of medical care:?. I was overwhelmed with joy when she admitted that she missed me, and thought about me the entire day, because it's not often that someone misses me like that. I feel so loved:cry:. LOVED I TELL YA.........................overdramatic again. When I hung up with her, and when my parents left to go home, I decided to try to play some Phantom Hourglass for a little while. It's kinda difficult playing that game with a stupid IV poked in your hand, and also, wtf are you supposed to do when you have to shout in the microphone while in a hospital? Teh frustration:x. I then dozed off with the television on mute, occasionally being woken up by my nurse to check my blood pressure and check the pain in my, you know. It was awkward, because the nurse was a male:|.
Right now, I'm still hurting a little bit, and it's a little hard to walk. I've got a spot on my chest and on my back where it looks like I was branded like a cowboy, because of the paddles shocking the hell out of me. All it does is feel bruised, that's all. Luckily I have some cream to apply to the spots, so it's all good. The doctor said I have to take aspirin for the next three months with the rest of my normal vitamins and pills I take, which isn't too bad. I guess I can handle aspirin. I'm hoping I'm able to function well on Monday, which is when the doctor said I could go back to school. With two days absent, I better go back to school. I'm already pissed at all of the work I'm missing:evil:. I've still gotta finish homework tomorrow, too:cry:. I even missed my second physics test on Thursday, and I have to prepare to make that up. It's hell, HELL I TELL YA! And to top it off, I have to return to that damned cardiologist office on Wednesday at 1:30, during school, for a check-up:cry:. Oh well, I just can't wait to see Amelia again on Monday. We've talked on the phone a few times, and she seems to be doing alright.
I apologize if this thing was a long read, like all of my other past entries, but if you read it all, I congratulate you. Alrighty, time to hit the sack, since I should be resting right now. Gotta prepare for an exciting day full of make-up homework:roll:.......