Day 111 – Catching up with Kerry.

God I hate first days back at work after a bit of a break. The alarm screamed at me and I picked it up and pulled it out of the wall socket. Do you see what I mean about irritability first thing in the morning?

It took me a while to actually lift my upper body up off the bed. My port is sore, my gut is sore and internally the band feels cold. I know that sounds bizarre but that’s the best way I can describe what I am feeling.

2o minutes later I dragged my sorry arse out of bed and got ready for work. I arrived at work with coffee in hand and took one look at my desk. Man there was a shit load to do. I had a screaming match with a staff member today and I know that if I didn’t yell at her then things would have been better but I am just perplexed to some people’s lack of using their initiative. This worker is great usually and I guess her actions were basically a moment of not thinking. She didn’t do something that was blatantly obvious and I lost my temper with her. I had to explain to the other dentist that I wasn’t angry with him at all I was just angry and I needed to defuse. All my years of practicing yoga and relaxing kaput out the fucking window!!! Happy first day back at work Reney!!!

Anyways, today I got to catch up with my good friend Kerry. I haven’t seen Kerry for over 9 months and I had told her of my surgery and she basically knew of what my last 111 days have been like as she has been reading my blog. It was fucking fantastic catching up. Kerry is such an awesome lady a true gold heart of a woman! We went out to lunch and I prayed throughout lunch that I wouldn’t spew. In fact I kept chanting in my head “please no spew, please no spew” and guess what? I spewed.

We went to the nearest pub and I had the maddest garlic prawns with jasmine rice. It has to be my favorite meal. I ate slowly due to all the gas bagging we were doing and the sauce contains bacon bits. I tried to dodge the bacon bits as best I could but the tiniest piece got stuck. Poor Kerry was trying to talk to me and I was sitting upright in my chair and just blinking at her, blink, blink, blink and concentrating on what she was trying to say to me and keep the chest pains at bay.

Sadly I had to excuse myself and I heaved and heaved and heaved and then spew came flowing out of me. You know garlic prawns going down taste great but coming back up is another story. I came back to the table and apologized profusely to Kerry and explained that a piece of bacon had stuck and I was okay. Well I thought I was for about 5 minutes when I had to race back to the loo for round 2. Holy mother of God it flew out of me like a scene out of the movie The Exorcist. Holy Guacamole!!! I felt the bacon dislodge and told myself that I thought I was a vegetarian now, since when did bacon get classified as vegetarian? IIt was such a relief afterwards.

I feel the need to explain to prospective bandsters that all this spew I have been doing is NOT normal. My situation is that I have too much restriction in me. I sadly just don’t have the time to visit my surgeon at the moment so he can take some fluid out of me.

The remainder of my workday was pleasant I just kept my head down and worked my arse off. I got to speak to my boss Andrew who just arrived from his holiday with his family to Port Douglas. It was bonza talking to him and I spoke to him about the situation this morning with my co-worker and he was really supportive without siding by me. Very diplomatic. Gave me a better perspective of things.

I had to work the graveyard shift tonight and I have literally just gotten home. Food is the last thing on my mind as the purge that I do before the vomit comes out of me tends to drain the life out of me and I just feel exhausted.

I’m so glad to be home and all I really want to do is go to sleep but one of my favorite shows is on tonight “Home James” on Foxtel Vh1. Gotta stay up and watch that.

Au revoir


Reney