ouch: redux

I'm typing this perched uncomfortably on the end of my chair and slightly dazed from the drugs, please forgive any mis-spellings.

On to the story: I was up all Sat night with what I thought was a case of food poisoning. Which was very upsetting since I went out to dinner with David and some of his friends and had really yummy steak and cheese-cake. From about 3am to 7am I camped out in teh bthroom puking my gts up. Past the point where you have anything to puke, and I was in lots of pain and thought I was going to pass out. So my mom called to 24hr nurse line and I talked to them and they said to go ahead and go to the hospital, if nothing else to get some fluids pumped into me.

My dad drives me to the hospital Sun morning and they proceed to poke me and I proceed ot say "ow that hurts alot" so they took a CAT scan of my belly and it turns out my appendix is imflamed and I get rushed in for an emergency appendectomy.

I can't say I remember much at this point except that the surgeon had to explain the procedure to me and I kept falling alseep and he kept getting mad at me.

I do remember waking up in teh hospital room and my parents are syaing good-bye and David si there and is there every time I manage to keep my eyes open for a few minutes. He's a keeper.

So yeah. I got sent home this monring with instructions not to lift anything and not to work for 2 weeks. Ouch, it's gonna be a tight Christmas this year. I feel bad, my boss is in South Africa and we were already scrambling to get all our classes covered and now I'm out too. I would so rather be working than recovering from surgery.

catching up

I apologize for the lack of recent updates, life and all you know.

Let's see....
my ankle is much better. I'd say it's about 90% healed. Still a little sore when I rise onto demi-point and it's definitely not as flexible as my left foot but getting better all the time.

Work is good. We're getting ready for our Nutcracker production on the 19th and 20th. Everyone is working extra hard because Paloma Herrera and Rasta Thomas are coming to be our Sugar Plum Fairy and cavalier. I'm playing the part of Clara's mother, which is actually a lot more fun that I was expecting it to be. When I was a dancer at the studio the party scene was the one scene I never wanted to be in, now it's the only scene I'm in. Maybe I just like being one of the ones in charge at rehearsals...the power thing is nice.

I just spent my first few nights without Molly. My parents took her to Arrowhead with them for a few days. It was nice because I've been really late at the theater and it was nice not to worry about her but I missed her a lot. But I'm glad she's back now. She starts at pre-school on Monday morning. Well, it's the toddler room, so not really pre-school. It's pre-pre-school. The same room my sister works in so I'm pretty excited. The school is really good (expensive too, good thing my parents are helping out), I think it's going to be really good for her to have the stimulation and the regular routine. Poor thing, every day is different for us now and it's starting to wear on her. I'm a little sad and nervous about it but I know it'll be good for both of us in the end so I'm going to be brave. I'm looking forward to having some free time in the afternoons. I'm going to go to the gym I think.

Things with David are great. We're slowly getting to know each other and so far, I'm liking everything I'm learning. We're up to three real dates, as of Monday it'll be two months officially, three unofficially. But who's counting right?

That's about all my life consists of these days. Work, Molly, David. There's new pics up on smugmug if you want to see them.

OH! So, I've discovered the myspace.com is a great way to hook up with old friends. A few weeks ago we had an old school studio reunion. Just today I had another one of the girls I used to dance with find me through there. It's been great getting together with old friends again. K, now I'm done catching up I think.