This beat(me) is sick. So lets have some fun. But first I have to explain what happened today. So I had a Ct scan last week. They found a mass in my liver. So now I have to have a liver biopsy. They will sedate me. Stick a needle in my stomach and pull out some of my liver. While I'm asleep they will also do a scope. To make sure everything's in order. I'm freaking out. Spot on my liver. Spot on my lung. Not good signs.
Tell me something funny you did today. Please, I need a different mind trail to run on for a minute.
*Gabby
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
All These Things Inside My Head.
Thirty four percent of the worlds population share the same blood type.
I want a snack.
I don't want to hurt anymore.
Give me a break, give me a break. Break me off a piece of that kit kat bar.
So many many reasons it's so mhmm mhmm good.
Debi, well she is more then amazing. She is fantabulas. I love her so much. She is the only person who cares enough to call me at 230am just to make sure I'm okay. And when I answer the phone, rather confused as to why my phone is ringing at 230am. She just says good morning and asks if I'm okay. That's what real love is. Not caring that it's 230am, you have to make sure that the one you love is okay or you don't sleep. It makes me feel good to know that someone cares about me this much.
I want a cookie.
Eating a cookie.
Take my breath away. What takes my breath away? Sunsets. A babies first laugh. Knowing that someone you love loves you back. Those are all good ways. The thought of someone I love dying. Knowing that I'm being lied to... Those just take my breath away.What makes me completely lose my breath? The surgeon who did all this to me, his name. It takes me a few minutes after his name is mentioned to recover.
I have a DR visit in the morning. So I will go to bed. Won't sleep. But hopefully gain energy. *Gabby
I want a snack.
I don't want to hurt anymore.
Give me a break, give me a break. Break me off a piece of that kit kat bar.
So many many reasons it's so mhmm mhmm good.
Debi, well she is more then amazing. She is fantabulas. I love her so much. She is the only person who cares enough to call me at 230am just to make sure I'm okay. And when I answer the phone, rather confused as to why my phone is ringing at 230am. She just says good morning and asks if I'm okay. That's what real love is. Not caring that it's 230am, you have to make sure that the one you love is okay or you don't sleep. It makes me feel good to know that someone cares about me this much.
I want a cookie.
Eating a cookie.
Take my breath away. What takes my breath away? Sunsets. A babies first laugh. Knowing that someone you love loves you back. Those are all good ways. The thought of someone I love dying. Knowing that I'm being lied to... Those just take my breath away.What makes me completely lose my breath? The surgeon who did all this to me, his name. It takes me a few minutes after his name is mentioned to recover.
I have a DR visit in the morning. So I will go to bed. Won't sleep. But hopefully gain energy. *Gabby
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Forget to breathe
Remind me to breathe. Tell me it's okay. Let me know that this hole in my heart will heal. Not with time. With love. Help me through this. Once again, hold me while I cry.
Breathe Gabby breathe. *Gabby
Breathe Gabby breathe. *Gabby
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Because Sometimes I Find it Hard.
Sometimes, I find it hard to cry. I don't like to cry anytime. But Sometimes it's hard. Sometimes I find it hard to find the right words to say. I'm not one of many words sometimes I can't find any.
Sometimes I find it hard to smile. Smiling is my coping skill. When I'm hurting I smile. When I'm to the point I can't smile. Somethings wrong. Sometimes I find it hard to blog. I love to blog. It helps me SO much. But sometimes, I just can't.
I didn't get home until after 1am. I didn't sleep real well. I have a sore throat. I get to go to work at 2. Hmm this doesn't sound fun. *Gabby
Sometimes I find it hard to smile. Smiling is my coping skill. When I'm hurting I smile. When I'm to the point I can't smile. Somethings wrong. Sometimes I find it hard to blog. I love to blog. It helps me SO much. But sometimes, I just can't.
I didn't get home until after 1am. I didn't sleep real well. I have a sore throat. I get to go to work at 2. Hmm this doesn't sound fun. *Gabby
Friday, February 5, 2010
Well Potato
So other then having to ice my face to keep the swelling down. Other then feeling awful today. Other then having a pile of homework. Yes, other then all that I'm okay. The tests that I had done this week all came back fine. Deep breath, frustration. While I'm glad there is nothing wrong, I want answers. I want to be able to eat. I want to stay at the same weight for more then a day. I want to be okay.
Jumping for a minute. I got a new book. "Wicked". I haven't started reading it yet. But it looks very interesting. I love books. Hardback books. OH LOVE!!! After we got done with the upper gi Wednesday. We couldn't leave town because they weren't sure if the dr wanted to see me, so we went to lunch, old navy, and Barnes and Noble. Oh LOVE spent over an hour just looking, it was wonderful.
Well I'm gonna go help with dinner. I'm gonna babysit tonight so I won't be back till late. Maybe one of these days I'll do an interesting post again! *Gabby
Jumping for a minute. I got a new book. "Wicked". I haven't started reading it yet. But it looks very interesting. I love books. Hardback books. OH LOVE!!! After we got done with the upper gi Wednesday. We couldn't leave town because they weren't sure if the dr wanted to see me, so we went to lunch, old navy, and Barnes and Noble. Oh LOVE spent over an hour just looking, it was wonderful.
Well I'm gonna go help with dinner. I'm gonna babysit tonight so I won't be back till late. Maybe one of these days I'll do an interesting post again! *Gabby
Monday, February 1, 2010

I was bored today at work. So I took some pictures. Nice right? These are the views from the back drive window at my Mcdonalds. Not bad. Not badBlah, so the news? I have a CT scan in the morning. And a Upper GI Wednesday morning. I will be tweeting and letting you know how it goes. I'm not looking forward to the early morning. I better get to bed. Goodnight.*Gabby
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