Medical Procedure Success; Test Results Will Come Later

Well, despite going through hell and back drinking colyte Sunday afternoon and Monday morning, I survived the double procedure of a colonoscopy and endoscopy yesterday.  The experience wasn't as terrible as my first time when I was 17 years old and not allowed any demurral for the procedure.  Thanks goodness I'm 30; I don't care how old I may feel every time I see something new and hate it instantly without trying it out like any responsible consumer

So.  As I said, wasn't as bad, but I will admit that I was still nervous about it (they were monitoring my vitals and all that, so there's no denying that).  But I think I was more worried about the drug than the procedure, because as much as I believe how wonderful certain hospital drugs are for certain things, trying out anything new like that after previous experiences -- like a full-on faint -- makes me a bit wary.  The idea of being anesthetized freaks me out because that is a chunk of time practically deleted from my memory banks that I have no recollection over... and there are years of my life I have NO memory of whatsoever on what I did those times, it's not even funny -- the entire detail of 2011 is, like, NOT THERE, in my brain, because of what events had happened in late 2010 was so stressful to me and my family (probably caused the Crohns disease, too).  But this drug, which I will assume is a type of demurral, they told me it will be a bit like being pleasantly drunk, which I HAVE experienced before on numerous counts with preplanned tequila binging with good food on the side.  Essentially "Nirvana" to the American mentality.  The extra perk is that, thankfully, you don't feel any pain from being invaded orally and anally.

I can't remember havivng the endoscopy for some reason, but I do know they put this device on my mouth to keep it open long enough to look inside there.  I DO remember being mildly interested in the colonoscopy, since I did see the live video feedback during the whole time (I could see the monitor), but they took my glasses away so I couldn't see very much; it didn't freak me out like the first time when I just closed my eyes tightly and screamed and cried at 17.  Definitely more along the lines of pressure than pain was felt, and it was interesting to feel the gas they pumped in me in order to see and navigate through the large intestine.

As much as I WANT to remember as much as possible about this whole trip, I think it's safe for me to not bother with it, since it went okay without a hitch.  But I guess I'm just as morbid as my father when it comes to curiosity over such things

There were visual confirmations of Crohn's disease, according to the staff and my mother, but it's mild to moderate and easily manageable.  A more detailed report will come in as soon as they review the biopsy as well (didn't feel that, either, oddly enough, but I was rather intrigued by the whole thing).

The only thing I suffered from the whole thing was feeling light-headed and probably would've fainted, but nothing too serious.  My gut is definitely a bit sore, but that's a constant thing at this point, even though it does feel like as if something has been poking around in there...  I slept for most of the day, since the drug wasn't going to wear out any time soon, which meant I miss my evening yoga class (sigh), but I was conscious enough to send some emails to my on-line instructor regarding the "absence" on the first day (it's a refresher course for me, but they're essentially an intro to Photoshop and Illustrator).  And I had some Red Robin's, which was delish

Will make that up with some chicken pita sammich today.

Art, Please

I've filled out an application form for the Marketplace at FurCon 2015, but I'm not sure as of yet whether I'm in or not.  I've got the business license and all that, being a Cali girl, but it all comes down to luck at this point.  I have a few ideas for some original merchandise I could sell for cheap, but I think I should also do a bit of MLPFiM art as well (I'm not selling out, honest!).  What I hope to be doing mainly is on-site commissions from badges to pin-ups.  It has been years since I've done a proper con-sale, but I hope it will be like riding a bike for me once I get back into the field.  Let's just hope no other "Murphy's Law of Shit Happening" event happens in the next four months YOU HEAR ME, FATE?!

Also, "Papers, Please" is a very interesting game (Thanks, TobyGames; I hate you ).  I don't know why.  Probably because it brings out a bit of empathy from the players in understanding what people have to go through during political strifes such as today.  Still not gonna make me treat all "authoritahs" with respect until they make the proper impression on me like the entire staff of the GI nurses and doctor at Kaiser did (they were bro-awesome, I love them to death )

And, wouldn't you know it?  Here's another reason why I hate authoritah:

RANTING WARNING ISSUED

Here's a bit of something I feel I must share; you are free to ignore this, but you might want to read what I have to say next.



Now, even though this is not how it happened to me and my family four years ago, the reality of the stressors involved is still evident.  Mentally, it was like being tasered, especially since I know the asshole cop in charge of the 'raid' in our house (November 2010) had something against me for 'talking sarcastically' to him one month ago (October 2010) when they did the per-emptive strike search -- LEARN THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN SARCASM AND FEAR-INDUCED CYNICISM, YOU FUCKWAD; HAMLET HAS NO MERCY ON YOU.  (What a piece of work, man is, INDEED )

But what really nailed it for me was that this innocent senior woman, who didn't have password protection for their internet router, ONCE HAD RESPECT FOR ALL COPS.  Now, because of this simple little fear-mongering error over internet trash talk from a punk-ass troll, she has lost all respect for any authoritah figures when the SWAT team did POORLY in their 'raid and detain' methods.  I do not blame her whatsoever.

And this is why we civies have lost all respect for authoritah figures over the last decade: they're like narcissistic, aggressive alpha baboons with pineal erection dysfunction with an artificially inflated sense of ego the size of Putin's list of Slavic country he plans on invading next after Ukraine.  They don't understand the responsibilities they have been given is of a high privilege to those who OUGHT to have an altruistic sense of duty.  They're as ruthless and selective as your average drug cartel or thug, the way they always 'look out for each other' and raking up violations up the wazoo.  Their methods of handling ANY situation, regardless of severity, whether there are actual idiots in need of detaining or just a homeless retard, makes the special education class I've been in when a child look like homecoming.  And now, thanks to this little piece of number, their immediate response to an obvious troll bait via unprotected internet router invaded by a griefer is proof enough that the ENTIRE police system of the United States of America has gone to shit.

Which is why I made this fan art in the first place:



Fuck the police.  Fuck the egotists.  You're making the rest of the decent officers who serve AND protect the community -- not their own -- a bad name.  This is why San Diego's police enforcements have dropped in numbers, quality and overall approval rating.  This is why we don't like you, don't trust you, anymore.

But also fuck the griefers, terrorists, trolls, and anarchists, like Derrick Murray, who pull this kind of shit.  YOU'RE not making things any better and deserve corporal punishment to the balls... and hope you'll get castrated in the process!

Glory to Arstotzka

Glory, Glory to the soon-to-be Arstotzka nation that is the eastern USA dystopian fabrication I hope to some deity it will never come to pass

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...Seriously, I saw wikia images showing the comparison   And it explains the Eagle-shaped emblem...