So, those of you who’ve been following this blog closely or Facebook closely, or Twitter even half-assedly will know that I’ve lately spent five days lolling around the luxurious surroundings of St. Paul’s Hospital, enjoying the luxurious fare provided by IV. Once I got switched to real food, the so-called “real food” was so awful it played a significant role in encouraging me to get out as soon as it was practical. This little time-out came courtesy of a gallbladder attack and serious infection, and resulted in me having the better part of a week without the internet and, consequently, the internet having a week without me.
It did not appear to notice.
Obviously, however unwell I may have been, the internet was in even worse shape!
In any case, once they discharged me with prescriptions for enough antibiotics to cure the rot in the Chinese government, I was told to eat low-fat, make an appointment with a surgeon (they gave me her name and number, nicely enough, and the meds have me so loopy I promptly left it behind) for an examination preliminary to the surgery which would undoubtedly happen within the next three months, and avoid alcohol, as one of the meds has the side-effect of acting as a sort of Antabuse, causing projectile vomiting if you so much as sniff too deeply at a passing cork. So, no onion rings, no fries, no cream, no booze.
and this does not take me to my happy place.
I mean, if you can’t self-medicate your “nobody visited me” sulks with premium frozen dairy products and alcohol, what’s the frickin’ point?
Which is to say, in a typically roundabout way, that I’m still sulking, and that, furthermore, I have excellent reasons for sulking, as today I had another proper gallstone attack, although one of nowhere near the severity of the last. Hospitals were avoided, but doctors were phoned and appointments were made. And, when i stupidly forgot to write them down, my friends found them for me on Facebook, so hey, social media DOES work sometimes!
But all this is nothing, really, in the larger scheme of things, and there are few things that can cause me to say my own sufferings are nothing, really, and I mean REALLy there are very, very few such things but this is one of them, this being, in this case, the brilliant if I do say so myself and if I learned one thing from being stuck in the hospital that long it’s that if I don’t say it nobody will idea of making jewelry out of gallstones and selling it to the gullible, tasteless masses that bought, and that very expensively, into the idea of yellow diamonds, formerly known as industrial-grade rocks.
Yes, once these pesky little gallstones are removed like pearls from an oyster, they will be lovingly polished and set within a luxurious 10k gold-plated setting with real Swarovski crystal accents, and sold to ostentatious suckers across this fine land.With my celebrity connections, we’re looking at offering a premium line of celebodyparts, at a significant profit.
BioRecyclables Unlimited: Our motto: You Want A Piece Of Me?
You have my utmost sympathy, and I would have visited if I’d known (and weren’t three timezones away). I had a kidney stone attack this summer which made me wish I was in labour instead. After I had the stone(s) sucked out, the surgeons actually showed them to me…they would have fit on top of my pinky fingernail. For pure pain per square millimetre, these little stony things our bodies come up with are hard to beat.
Friend of mine is an anesthesiologist so I am working on getting the raw materials as we type….
You know, i read through the thread on FB, and i thought it was BRILLIANT. Do it!
Defrost: yes, I’ve had a woman who gave birth to twins say gallstones were far more painful.
Jennie, good woman! We need to lock in our suppliers!
Judy, thanks. Given the hideous felted things hipsters spend money on, I think we can be assured of solid sales.
And BANG, just like that, wordpress suspends http://youwantapieceofme.wordpress.com for violations of the Terms of Service. It’s only Monday, and it’s already THAT kind of a week.
I’m pretty sure there is nothing in the terms of service against selling your own superfluous body parts.
My genuine sympathies and wishes for good health soon. BTW, what they say about avoiding alcohol because of the Antabuse-like reaction….ain’t no joke. Molto years ago I had a wreetched girly parts infection (trichomonis) and was treated with something like that. And no one warned me that it takes more than a couple of days for the stuff to get out of your system. Just lucky I was at a bar around the corner from my house and I just made it to my bathroom in time. Even New York Irish ginmills have their limits when it comes to barfing.
Thanks, yeah my friend Duane warned me about much the same. I take my last dose in two hours and then I get to wait it out; they recommend three days before drinking, which will make my “booze debut” this Friday.
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Deepest sympathies, raincoaster. No Internet for five days! How horrible! But, seriously, stay strong!
Thanks! see, if I didn’t have internet now, how could I have read your amusing snark? And if you didn’t have it, what would you do with your gift? Make cutting remarks about the other goatherds?
No booze?! What the hell will happen to our New Year Eve’s party?! Such a bummer.. :( And nobody visited you.. Come on, you obviously don’t care so much about your virtual friends.. *sob sob*
eh up, just stumbled across your site and you might want to hold your horses before they rip out your gallbladder. There is something you can do – have a butchers at fatfiction and see.
Alternatively, I’m copyrighting bling balls, right here, right now just in case.
I already got Piece of Me jewelry on Facebook AND WordPress. How can I face my customers if I back down?
That address again: http://youwantapieceofme.wordpress.com
Your Grace is requested and required to get well soon
Your Grace’s obedient servant etc
G Eagle, your powers are AMAZING! I’ve been suffering through a moderate attack since monday afternoon, you drop one comment and POOF, all symptoms are gone!
Seriously, the attack is gone!
DO come back again soon!