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In an attempt to not be too dramatic I’ll just state the facts.
I was supposed to go back to work tomorrow.
I am NOT going to work tomorrow.
I’ve been dealing with postop bleeding on and off since Saturday at 430am.
I went to the ER this morning around 7am because it’s scary as fuck to bleed from you throat and throwing up blood is twice as scary.
I got to ride in an ambulance with a nice man named Perry.
The second the clot in my throat stabalized they let us leave and I’m now back in Raleigh - where my doctor is.
If it bleeds again I’m going to Rex and my doctor will (hopefully decide to) recaughterize the area that’s causing me problems. Thus setting my recovery back by about a week or two.
But if it means the problem is solved and I’ll stop bleeding, I’ll take it.
Y’all. Say some prayers please. I feel like hell and I need them.
Y’all. It feels like I haven’t had a drink or a fucking tortilla chip with salsa in years.
But I assume there should probably be absolutely 0 pain before I help myself to a glass of white wine and chips and salsa but idk how much longer I can hold out.
Also - diet coke, old friend, I miss you, too.
God, beer me strength.