So, I haven't done well thus far with the challenge of blogging for 30 days. After a visit to the ER on New Year's Day, a visit to the doctor, an ultrasound on the kidney in question to rule out a stone and oh, yeah... another trip the ER last night with a CT scan this time around, blood work checking levels for every.single.freakin'.organ, the beautiful invention of pain meds via an IV has only made me a little behind on my blogging. *giggle*
After all the testing, the ER found a cyst on the ovary that is causing all the pain. I'm holy cow... I thought I was in labor last night on the way home from work! To think that one little 3 cm cyst leaking into the abdomen could cause such severe pain. But like I said, thank god for pain meds! The doc shot me up with an IV pain med, sent me home with 2 more and I am doing a happy dance right now. I really can see how someone would want to continue to chase the feeling of this!
I think I will put the 30 days of blogging on hold for a day or two until I'm feeling better. I'm off to take a happy pill then to bed for the night. *grin*
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Definition of a Chef's Wife
chef wife- (noun) a woman in a relationship with- although not necessarily married to- a chef. Usually has two careers, her own and of course that of her chef. Understands terms such as: “doubles”, “PX”, “covers”, and “purveyors”. Doesn’t understand but deals with concepts like: dinner at 2am, chefs that smell like onions and fish, Christmas (and every other holiday alone), callused hands, and mac and cheese dinners at home, and the always prevalent conceited attitude. After all, aren’t they kind of a big deal?
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This too shall pass. The 30 days of blogging will wait
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