December 4
From my brain
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2009
Me 08:45, 4 December 2009 (EST)
Morning one: Survived.
Today, Wifey is having her surgery. In fact, I believe she's been in for a little over an hour. The day finally has come that we've wondered about almost since we started dating: Will she have to have a hysterectomy? Yup.
- Removal of fibroid tumor encasing left wing of Fallopian tubes (early 20s, prior to us knowing each other)
- Removal of second fibroid tumor -- this one volleyball-sized attached to her cervix...same incision line
- TheBoy comes out c-section...but as the road's already there, same incision line
- Hernia operation on incision
- Princess comes out the same way as TheBoy of course, remaining tube gets tied, and patch put in on hernia locale above
So now, we find she has another fibroid. Deal has been all along since Princess that if we gotta go in again...everything goes. In we go, and so out everything comes. The only parts left will be the parts I happen to be partial too for recreational purposes. :) Additional bonus: no more (or at least very minimal) "monthly downtime" each month. That's a bonus feature I can totally support!
Still though, this puts her laid up for about 4-6 weeks. She's going to be staying at MIL and FIL's house and that leaves me with the kids. I'll get them on the bus, and then get myself off to school. Most days of the week MIL will come to the apartment (and after next week, the house) and watch Princess until I get home. Then, once TheBoy gets home, she goes back to help take care of Wifey for the night. One day a week, the fill-in will be my mom, and another day a friend is picking up Princess, but once in the new house, I have to pick up TheBoy each day.
When Wifey left at 5am today, it was a little rough on both kids. She wanted to say good bye to them (and I can totally agree with the need to do so -- just in case and all that), but it really riled them up. A good bit of crying, and later trailing off to whimpering as Princess fell back to sleep, and a good bit of negotiating and problem solving from TheBoy as his mind thought about how to survive the ordeal. He and Wifey came up with this plan to create a calendar to count down until when she'd come home...and that was at 5:30 in the morning. Ah, coping mechanisms!
Me 09:06, 4 December 2009 (EST)
MIL called. Wifey was being closed up and the cyst/tumor was benign. It was however twisted around her colon, so that provided for a bit of complications and they had to do something around her colon. I heard something in the neighborhood of "bisect" or something...but in the moment I didn't question. "Benign" and "good" were all I needed to hear. :)
2008
Me 12:14, 4 December 2008 (EST)
I'm not sure which prospect I fear more: the Project from Hell ending and me reverting back to the previous boredom, or the Project from Hell never ending.
Me 23:55, 4 December 2008 (EST)
Can't sleep. And tired of keeping Wifey awake because I can't sleep. I spent the last half hour half-heartedly trying to get a little action, but then drifted to basically the topic above. In addition, I ran through the team I work with:
- Ceraun: Currently losing his mind working for VCS in the same light I am. He's got this inane and impossible project to work on that he (probably rightly) feels is utterly worthless as the SAP team is completely duplicating his efforts.
- Phantom: Hates me, hates VCS, hating the company for putting him under VCS. Most of this is due to the fact that I've been asked (to whatever extent) to be the first to use the SAP tools (BExAnalyzer). He sees slim chances anyone else on the team will get there as well.
- Viper: Had a conversation with me today after I had just been talking with VCS. "You used to give push back man, what happened? Have you just given up?" I eventually answered, Yes. I've never worked for anyone who didn't at least care somewhat for how the people that beneath him view him. VCS only cares about how the people above him view him. Those beneath him only further how he shows up for those above him. Why should I put forth the effort?
- DP: Not sure what his take is on all of this, but he's just kind of going with the flow. He worked with VCS at a prior company, and honestly, I think at his age, having been laid off once, he's happy to have a job. Period.
- MEZ: He was once the only guy in VCS's corner. Now, he asks today, "Is the norm? The completely fucking crazy requests?" He vented more downstairs too, but yeah, he's on our side now.
- AnnoyingNeighbor: I've referred to her before, but perhaps I need a new name for her. Regardless, she's always been at VCS's throat. I never quite understood why she was...then I had to work for him too.
- CW: He's the only hold out. I've seen him go toe-to-toe with VCS on occasion, but I'm not 100% sure he's at the end of his rope with him. Have to check further.
And there you have it. Near as I can tell, every member of the "team" can't stand working for VCS, but we're stuck with where we're at.
I love my wife. Love her so much I couldn't keep her awake listening to me complain. Besides, she said the tone of my voice kept to a whisper was making her feel guilty. It was putting her to sleep. :)
2006
Me 07:08, 4 December 2006 (EST)
Orthodox confession I think is something people just have a hard time getting their heads around. Much of it has to do with "Rome-phobia" regarding the Roman Catholic Church. The concept of "confessing your sins to a priest" is a scary thing at best spiritually, because it seems like the priest somehow is this middle-man between you and God and why can't you just ask God for forgiveness?
There are better people than me to explain things on confession and repentance, so I'll let those articles speak for themselves. Obviously recently (this weekend) I went through confession. This I think was my third or fourth confession since becoming Orthodox, and with all the troubles I've had going on since my last one (during Great Lent), as I told Father, I actually looked forward to confession (even the self-examination part).
People dump so much money into shrinks, motiviational speakers, herbal suppliments (and who knows what else of the non-legal variety), that if they could get past the ego of it all, a confession of the sins we all have might just help a little to feel better.
/trying2walkthepath
2004
Me 00:51, 04, December 2004 (EDT)
I'm not making this spam up. Actual text from the email I can't (yet) download cuz I haven't installed the router that Ceraun gave me and the router Zejan and I made is possessed by Santa.
- Subject Do you crave to perceive excellent next morn ?
- A recent sight shows that it takes usual of just 1.1 crapulences to produce a hangover. But our lozenges succours you avoid katzenjammers and arouse feeling splendid from head to belly and everyplace else.
Many times I crave percieve excellent morn. Oh the crapulence!
2003
Me 01:58, 04, December 2003 (EDT)
A litttle artistic expression...
This site's a good bit of fun. Ah, the wonders of Flash (ah-aaaah!).
Me 13:27, 04, December 2003 (EDT)
Thoughts on today...
Cocksucking, mother-fucking, goddamn no-good sons-of-bitches. I hope they rot in hell with Sadamn Hussein fucking them up the ass.
More on the wallet theft later. :D
Me 03:08, 05, December 2003 (EDT)
Continued from December 3
- 1130
- After rolling self out of bed (the child was BEAUTIFUL this morning, letting daddy sleep so much), proceed to call bank, "just to check" ballance.
- Hiroshima leveled: approx $380 charged to joint checking card throughout evening. Majority of charges are in $10 incriments at gas stations. Cars of friends of theif all have full bellies.
Rest of morning/afternoon/evening at office is spent cancelling remaining credit cards, calling credit agencies (as S.S. card was also in wallet), and stopping off at Dublin Police Dept to file report.
Glimmer of hope: Video stores tend to have a fair amount of security cameras. Bank reports stopoffs at both a BlockBuster and Hollywood video store each. By tomorrow (12/05), full address will be posted to account.
I WILL FIND THE FUCKERS!
...STAY TUNED FOR FURTHER DETAILS (if you were even bored enough to read THIS far)!
