When I was 7 years old, my grandparents took my mom, my aunt and I on a cruise to Mexico. My grandmother’s aunt had passed away and had left enough to her that she could take us on a really wonderful trip. We boarded the cruise ship in LA, I believe, after flying down from Vancouver. Up until that time in my life, I had only ever stayed at a Motel 6, so the cruise ship was a little overwhelming. There weren’t many children on the boat, so our day “camp” wasn’t terribly interesting. I spent a lot of time just wandering about, exploring. We saw The Drifters sing on the boat, and I just thought that was the bee’s knees. I won a prize for competing in the ship’s costume contest (meant for adults, really) - I got a trophy and a bottle of champagne :P The waiters on the ship were mostly Filipino, and I quickly made friends with them. I ended up catching a really bad flu on the boat, and my waiter friends brought sorbet right to my room for me. On one of the last days of the cruise (as I was starting to feel better), my grandmother told me that we had one more stop before we were heading home - DISNEYLAND! My family had kept the secret for the whole cruise. I was SO excited! Disneyland was amazing. I’ve only been to Disneyland three times, and I think that time was my favourite. My grandad thought that the Matterhorn ride was just a nice gentle ride through the mountain, so we went together :P We had so much fun that whole trip.
1: Talk about the first time you watched your favorite movie.
The first time I saw Return of the Jedi was in the theatre with my mom. She brought my booster seat from the car, because back then, they didn’t have booster seats available for super short kids at the theatre. Anyhow, I can’t actually remember too much of the movie itself, but I turned around and put my little hands on my hips and told the guys behind us that it was rude to talk during a movie.
2: Talk about your first kiss.
It was during a game of spin-the-bottle in the fifth grade - the boy I had a crush on ended up in my closet with me. We kissed and I was incredibly disappointed. I said that his tongue in my mouth felt like a “slug” and that I wouldn’t be doing that again anytime soon.
3: Talk about the person you’ve had the most intense romantic feelings for.
I met him online… on a Suicide Girls board. The Silliness Board, actually. I still tell people we met on a board where we shared a common interest :P He was funny and flirty, and I checked out his profile and saw that he had a dalmatian, so I decided to say hi. That started us talking, just casually for a few weeks. When I first saw him on the webcam, my mouth just dropped. I loved him, right away. I know that sounds silly, I do… but it’s true. I had seen photos, of course, but when I saw him smile that first time… I can’t even really explain it, I don’t know why I’m trying. He was so sweet and romantic and interesting - everything I ever wanted in a person. The kicker was that he felt the same way about me. After a few months of talking, and a few weeks of seeing one another online every day, he flew half-way around the world to come see me. Not only that, he flew half-way around the world to meet me and my children AND go on a huge road trip with us. If that isn’t brave, I don’t know what is. He came back, too, which was even braver. We got married. We love each other very much. Every day I wake up to see him smile back at me, and I’m reminded each time how lucky I am. I’ve never met anyone like him before.
5: Talk about the best birthday you’ve had.
Hmmm, I’m not sure. I’ve been pretty lucky - for the most part all my birthdays have had things to write home about. My best, I guess, was when I was 7 or 8 years old. I had a baseball game in the morning, and my dad came to the ballpark in his armored work truck and gave me a Pound Puppy (which I really really really wanted), then I went home to have my party. My mom or my grandparents gave me a Cabbage Patch Kid. I just remember that year being really happy.
6: Talk about the worst birthday you’ve had.
Ugh. I guess the worst was probably my 23rd birthday. I was really unhappy in my marriage, really - that’s an important element to the story. I went out for karaoke with some friends from work, and I didn’t invite my husband. I went to the karaoke bar and didn’t really know what to drink - a friend had a Long Island Iced Tea, and I liked the taste of that, so I had like five of them. People bought me shots… candied apple ones were on special… it was bad. I had a shot of tequila before I went on stage and sung. Horribly, I might add. A co-worker I really liked (way too much) was out on the floor dancing with another girl we worked with, so I handled it like any mature adult - I went and sat on the floor of the bathroom and cried. I was the girl crying in the bathroom. At the bar. On the bar’s bathroom floor. On my birthday. Ugh. It was the worst. What’s even worse is that I was too sick the next day to have my family dinner, which I really regret. Just FYI, I no longer drink more than a drink or two, and only on special occasions.
7: Talk about your biggest insecurity.
I worry about a lot of things. Like too many to list.
8: Talk about the thing you are most proud of.
Thing? I’m not sure. My work in rescue, I guess? I’d say I’m really proud of my children, but a) that is what most parents would say, and b) I don’t consider people to be things.
9: Talk about little things on your body that you like the most.
Errrrm, my earlobes? I have a cute little freckle on my right ankle bone that I thought I got from sticking my feet under the spring covers on my mom’s mini trampoline.
10: Talk about the biggest fight you’ve ever had.
Biggest physical fight - I got pushed, once. Biggest fight as in argument - with my mom, when I was 12-17.
How goes the recovery? I assume the surgery went well. Hope you are on your feet again soon. 8)
Recovery is sloooow and very boring. The surgery went really well - no surprises. My nurse said that my scar looks like it came right out of a textbook (it looks pretty good, I guess).
I’m starting to feel a little bit more like myself, but I’m going to be stuck sitting/laying down for the next six weeks. In the new year I should be able to start walking normally again, but it’s going to be a long-ass time :P
I wish I were here for something cooler than surgery. We spent most of the day waiting - on the ferry, at the hospital, topped off with some more waiting at the hospital again.
I won’t lie, I’m pretty terrified. I’m antsy and exhausted all at once. While waiting for all the pre-admission stuff to be done, I felt like I was going to throw up all over the place. I’m fine with needles and stuff, I just really want it all to be over, you know? I found out that the procedure is booked for FOUR HOURS, which is a long-ass time. My last surgery - this was a huge reconstruction - was booked for three hours, but ran for six. I am hoping my new surgeon is just playing it safe by booking extra time…. though the panicky part of me is worried that this will run even longer. Hopefully the doctor just booked extra time to be cautious… that’s plausible, right? I lost a lot of blood last time… almost enough to warrant a transfusion… I don’t want to get one of those. I’m afraid of the pain. It was so bad last time. I just feel all stressy and miserable :’(
My mom took me out to eat at IHOP though, which was by far the biggest highlight of my day (we don’t have an IHOP on the island :P ). Tomorrow we’re hitting up Ikea (another thing we lack on Vancouver Island) and then a mall, I think… I need to buy a new hoodie. And some Q-Tips, I need to find some of those. I can’t have surgery with waxy ears, I just can’t.
I will probably update again tomorrow. I know, you can hardly contain the excitement ;)
Well, sort of. I had a Bernese/Ganz Osteotomy for hip dysplasia (and resulting arthritis) in November 2011. My surgical team cut my pelvis in three, rotated the pieces and then secured everything into place with about 6 or 7 long screws. I had been doing okay, but as the feeling in my leg started to return last December, I knew something was wrong. An MRI showed that two pieces of severed pelvis had not healed, like, at all. My surgeon plans to plate one of those sections of my unhealed pelvis - he says that doing two plates would be too hard to recover from. That means that unless they can encourage my bones to grow together, I’ll have to have ANOTHER plating surgery, once I am all healed up from this one.
List five random facts about yourself and then pass this on to your ten favourite followers
(I’m going to try to do facts that I haven’t done before)
1. I named my first budgie after “Oh No” - a character from the anime The Mighty Orbots when I was about four years old
2. When I was 8 years old I found out I had several half siblings (later I would find out that we had been babysat together as kids, with no idea we were siblings)
3. I cannot stand feet, even my own feet. Trimming my toenails is something I dread. I hate seeing people wear flip flops - it seriously makes me feel like throwing up.
4. I have a serious addiction to chocolate milk
5. My great-great-great-great grandfather merged his family’s bank with another bank, which would later become Barclays Bank. The family’s home - Goldrood - eventually became the dormitory for St. Joseph’s College… I suppose that one really isn’t a fact about ME, but it’s more interesting than I am :P
Vampire: Someone offers you a chance at immortality. Do you take it, and why or why not?
Hmmm, yes. While I would miss my friends and family when they pass, I think I would leap at the opportunity to be immortal - on the conditions that I would would not have to keep aging and that I could live off of animals, rather than humans (sorry vegetarian friends). I just think of how amazing it would be to see the world grow and change… I would finally have the time to read all the books ever written too, which is something that I find difficult to fit into my schedule now.
Faerie: If you could get away with anything, what would you do?
I would rob the rich and give generously to the poor.
Genie: If you had one wish that would come true and couldn’t be reversed, what would you ask for?
I would wish for the continued supply of a vaccine that would cure all disease, then I would distribute it freely (starting with the most needy people).
Or I would want to be a superhero…. but, no, probably the disease thing.