Girls are made of sugar and spice but the ones with tattoos are naughty and nice.

... it just takes some time...

 

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh...

So I was pretty dehyderated. Wednesday I threw up all my broth, and wednesday night I threw up most of my laxative stuff. Yuck. It was terrible, hardly slept.

So we got up and go to the hospital by 6:45 am, procedure was supposed to be at 7am.... but it ended up being at 10am. So I waited. And I'd start to think, then I'd get upset and have to calm myself down. No clonazepAM for me in the morning since I couldn't drink anything. So I tried not freaking out.

Anyways, the nurses had 4 patients for the day and decided to put the two 'big girls' in one room and the two 'little ones' in the other room. My room mate was 12 years old. She'd had diareah for a year. At least I'm at 10 months, but this was her first colonoscopy and my second.

Anyways, waited until ten, went in, and found myself in recovery. I don't know what happened but I snapped. I started breathing hard, panicking.. and I couldn't calm myself down so I asked for something. So they gave me something and I felt better. Went to the bathroom a lot, had some apple juice and animal crackers. I calmed down, and a nurse wheeled me out. On the way home we stopped at Burger King and I got a whopper <3. Yummy. Downed it pretty fast and went to sleep on the couch. I looked at the pictures and my colon doesn't look like a healthy colon (I googled pics of health colons). I have to wait until next week to get my test results. After I napped I got up, and I have this giant (size of an average dinner plate) bruise on my left side. Hurts like a bitch.

I've lost a few more pounds, go me, today was a splurge day, the rest of the week and weekend will be healthy and full of gym time. Starting tomorrow morning with at least an hour of cardio. I'll talk to Lance (personal trainer) tomorrow and schedual a session either Monday or Saturday. I'd like Saturday so I can find out my BMI and measurements etc. I wanna know what I'm down to. I had lost 4.5% last time. Hopefully 5% this time. Crossing my fingers.

Anyways.

I want to rearrange my room this weekend, which means cleaning tomorrow. Sweet.

That's all for now. I need to keep my mind off of my biopsy.

biopsy

biopsy

biopsy

>.<

:: head explodes::

 

But I talked to Shawn tonight. That makes everything wonderful. Crash diet so I can fit perfectly into a size 16 for when we go shopping.