May 29, 2004

Timber!

Maybe someday, I will look back on today and laugh. But, right now, I am fucking miserable. I fell today at work. Yes, I fell. I am extremely clumsy. I trip a lot. But, I have the uncanny ability of catching myself and not falling. I may stumble all over the place to regain my balance, but I don't fall. This may have something to do with me being slightly over six feet tall. I have farther to fall. So, I try to avoid falling. However, this morning, I was at work walking from the front of the house to the back where the kennels are located. Of all things to step on, I stepped on the "scraper" part of a pooper scooper with my left foot. I stepped on the blade part, which is slightly bent. Since it's slightly bent, when I stepped on it, the handle tipped up and caught my right foot. Momentum carried me forward. Since my right foot was now caught, it couldn't complete the swing and help me out of my stumble. I was falling towards the hard concrete driveway. Shit! I looked around to see if there was anything I could grab to break my fall. Nothing. I crashed to my knees first and, instinctively, put my hands up to break my fall. Bad mistake. I still ended up on the ground with the wind knocked out of me. I sat for awhile and recovered and then got up. My left knee felt liked it had been hamburgered. My hands hurt a little, but it felt more like abrasion pain. I continued working. However, my right hand started to hurt around my thumb and pain was shooting up my arm. My left knee is swollen and badly bruised. The palm of my left hand has a bruise, but it seems okay. Fortunately, I write left handed. Unfortunately, I do everything else with my right hand. I finished working, with the pain in my right hand getting worse and worse. It took me way longer than usual and I ended up getting home at 7:00pm. There is a possibility it could be fractured. I'm hoping that it's just badly sprained. But, as soon as I pulled up, Mike could see that it was swollen.

I just ordered pizza to have it delivered to the house. As soon as I am done eating dinner, I am going to call our health plan and see if there is any way I can get it checked out tonight. I'll post later about what they found.

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May 25, 2004

A Belated Cory Update

It's been hard for me to find the time to post in this thing lately. And, I realized I never posted about what happened at the vet last Wednesday. I had to bring Cory in real early, so they could administer the anesthesia for the biopsy later that afternoon. However, the vet wanted to take and X-ray of the inside of his mouth, to make sure that the bump didn't have anything to do with his teeth. Sure enough, when she got the X-ray, she noticed that the tooth nearest the bump had damage to the root. It was black. It either rotted out or Cory may have chewed on something and a piece could have been jammed into that area around the tooth. That was causing the abcess. The tooth was called a "pre-molar" and it was okay for it to be removed. If it had been one of his canines, it would have been more of a problem. After the surgery to remove his tooth, she tried to get a piece of the little lump for the biopsy. But, according to her, it pulled off and there wasn't really enough to test. That's okay, she's almost 99.9% sure that it is not cancerous. It was definitely related to the rotting root.

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May 22, 2004

What Childhood Toy From The 80's Are You?

rubik
You're Rubik's Cube!! You may think you're
popular, but you're actually extremely
annoying. Seriously.


What childhood toy from the 80s are you?
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This is one of those famous "what are you" quizzes. WildCherry posted it in her journal and I stole it and posted it here. I guess it got me down pretty good! I am extremely annoying!

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May 18, 2004

Kingdom of Loathing

I haven't been posting in my blog lately. It's all my daughters fault! My oldest Helena directs me to a site called Kingdom of Loathing. It's basically your typical adventure type game. Though, this site is twisted. The figures are stick men and your currency is meat. "Don't blame me if you become addicted!", my daughter said. I blame her! I am addicted. Fortunately, you are limited to the number of turns you can take. But, if you find certain items, and eat them, you can increase your turns. My characters name over there is "Bergelveist". At 9:00pm, the servers reset so one can play again. Of course, to Mike's amusement, when 9:00pm rolls around, Helena and I are on the computer playing "KoL", as it is known on their site.

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May 12, 2004

Cory Update

Well, we took Cory back to the vet today. She checked it out and didn't seem to think it was anything severe. She pressed it with her finger and some stuff oozed out, similar to a blister. She felt that it was more similar to the type of bumps you get when you bite the side of your mouth and then keep biting that same area. However, since it didn't seem to be healing, she felt that it should be removed. But, just to be cautious, Cory has an appointment next week to have a biopsy done on it. Then, it will be removed. It's a procedure that involves cauterization. His appointment is next Wednesday, so I will, again, post an update.

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May 11, 2004

I Hope He's Okay

If you remember back in March, I posted an entry where I mentioned we took Cory to the vet to have him neutered. While he was under anesthesia, the vet cleaned his teeth. When we came to take him home, the vet mentioned that there was a lumpy mass on his gum that he wanted us to keep an eye on. At that time, it was swollen and red. He said that there were two possibilities, it could have something to do with his tooth. Maybe the tooth there is ingrown. Or, if Cory was an older dog, the vet would be worried about maybe it being cancerous. That's one word I hate hearing. Anyway, we've been keeping an eye on it. It turned a pink color and seemed to be healing. But then, last night, Teresa calls me into the room to look at it. She said it looked "yellow" to her. When I went to look at it, it was not yellow, but red. So now, I just called the vet to make an appointment. Cory goes in tomorrow to have it checked out. I'm hoping that it's really nothing, and I am totally blowing all this out of proportion. I will post tomorrow what the vet said.

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May 01, 2004

May I Have My Finger Back? Thank You!

This is a picture of a Savannah Monitor. They have three where I work. I needed to clean some of the reptile "cages". One of them was one of the Savannah Monitors. He was a little smaller than the one in the picture, but not by much. I've worked with him before and have never had any problems with him. He is usually cranky and will his any time I come around him. But, usually, he will try to put as much distance between him and me. Today, there were warning signs that he was behaving differently. But, of course, I didn't see them until hindsight. I opened up his enclosure. Instead of moving away from me, or standing his ground and hissing. He moved towards me. He was halfway out of the enclosure. I grabbed the lid of a plastic container to kind of herd him back inside his enclosure. This was to protect me. I was using it as sort of a shield. Anyway, next thing I know, he launches at me and grabs the ring finger of my left hand. He clamped down hard. Now, I have been bitten by reptiles before. Usually, they bite and release. This guy didn't. I let out a scream and called him every conceivable name I could think of. He didn't let go. I pulled my finger out of his mouth. If I was unable to do that, my next option was to try to pry his jaws apart. Then, the little shit escaped. My finger was bleeding pretty bad. Fortunately, they have anti-bacterial soap at the kennel and I used that to watch my hands. Then, I used a paper towel to stem the bleeding. It still hurts like hell. However, later I found out I was lucky. These are one of the last reptiles that you want to get bitten by. If he had gotten my finger from the side, he would have taken out a chunk of skin. As it was, he clamped down on the fingertip just below the fingernail.

And, as of this posting, he is still out, but confined to the room that his enclosure was in.

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