5 Stitches

Well, what started as a good day off yesterday ended in disaster. I was gathering up some things to go upstairs for some soup, when I decided I should turn back and get my tea mug too so I could make a cup of tea at the same time, when the can of soup slipped, causing the bowl to slip against the tea mug. I then of course, stumbled and lost my bowl, which fell against the mug, snapping off the handle. The bowl shattered against the table on the way down, and a piece of it sliced my foot, right across the big toe, starting on the inside (so there was a small cut on my other toe too). Now, it took me about an hour to realize how this actually happened. I was barefoot, and I remember looking at my foot thinking "ooh, that's bleeding". My roommate, of course, runs over to me and starts putting paper towel on my foot (which immediately soaked through with blood). I meanwhile am watching my kitten, Phoenix, who is shamelessly trying to chew on a piece of ceramic from the bowl. So now I'm holding my foot, which is bleeding on the carpet, and trying to stop my cat from eating something which could potentially send HIM to the emergency room instead! By the time my roommate's dad comes down and says I'll need stitches, I've gone into shock a little bit, and start shaking, and my biggest concern is my cat, and the slowly growing stain on the carpet.

They got me to the emergency room, my foot wrapped in an old pillowcase, and the attending nurse wrapped it up nicely in some guaze. Then we waited for almost three hours before the Dr would see me. I was doing my best to be cheerful - I mean, it was about 11:00 by that time and I'd hate to work at that hour, so I was trying to be a good patient. The guy was pretty funny, though. While he was freezing my foot (which hurt enough that apparently my pupils got very, very small for a split second) he was carrying on conversation with me, talking about where I worked, I was telling him about my comparisons between human medicine and pet medicine. He thought it was funny that one of my coworkers asked why I didn't come into the clinic where I work, and I joked back, "then I'd have to pay the after hours fee!". Anyway, after the whole sewing process, he cleaned off my foot and waited for another rn to come and bandage me up. The one the came was a very kind British man, who kept calling me "darlin". I got some homecare instructions (just like my work, haha) to keep it dry for four days, change the dressing after a day, and after a second day, take the dressing off but keep a bandaid on it. After the four days I don't have to wear a plastic bag over it in the shower anymore, but I should be keeping a bandaid on it and make sure to watch for infection.

I was impressed with the care that I got there. Besides the wait (which I could understand anyway, since there was a little boy who kept having nosebleeds who obviously took presedence over my clumsy mishap), the people were nice and the dr was cheerful. It was a pretty good experience, besides the fact that I now have 5 stitches in my foot, which I will need to get taken out in a week. I shudder at the thought of that.

Anyway, last night sure was interesting. I have spent the entire day so far sitting on the futon with my foot up on a pillow. It's all wrapped up and tucked into a loose-fitting sock too. The hardest thing is going to the bathroom; since I can barely put any weight on my foot - the cut is right across my toe, so when I step it really, really hurts - it's hard to walk, so right now I'm crawling, so I don't have to hop. Then I'm faced with the issue of standing up again. Yeesh. I'm such an unbelievable clutz.

I would post a picture, but I don't have to change the dressing till tonight so I'll snap a quick one then and post it tomorrow. Bet that's gonna be fun.

I will share this though. I edited this picture from the original I posted yesterday - I ended up going with this one for my profile on Facebook. By the way, I got a ton of attention by posting a status about waiting for stiches last night. Yay, it's nice to know so many people care about me. Even if it's facebook care. XD

Ego Fest

I took some new pictures today and wanted to post a bit of a stream of them here before deciding which one I'll eventually use for my new profile picture on Facebook. Yeah...I've been jumping between some lately, and for some reason I have acquired a liking to taking pictures of myself. Vanity = 1, Sam = 0

I think this one's a bit model-ish? Le gasp. Am I actually...starting to see myself...as something less ugly than the creature from the black lagoon? Score 2 for Vanity.

Now, if only I had the build of a model. I like this scoop-neck shirt, though.

This is really bright (I was standing by the window for the best light) but I kind of like it. :0

Staring right into the camera...gotta utilize them blues.

More vanity.

So there's my line of pictures of myself. Yeesh. I'm such a camerawhore...

Bittersweet

Happy Feet 2 was awesome. My theatre, however, screwed the night up for me. It was "cheap Tuesday", when tickets are half price, and since it's four days from payday and I've already spent way too much money, I thought why not go see the movie on this night, so I could save a little. I went with my roommate and her little sister - when we got to the box office I handed over my cash happily, knowing it was going to be cheap. However, the ticket booth guy very snidely requested an extra $3 as a "3D film surcharge"...to "pay for the cost of the glasses per patron" or some such bullshit. No. HELL NO. You advertise "cheap Tuesday" and then bring the price back up to the price of a regular ticket anyway, to "cover the cost of 3D glasses"?! Apparently, the price was "up on the website" and he also, rudely, pointed to a little piece of paper taped to the window of the box office, which displayed the change in price. Of course, when I look up showtimes, it doesn't take me to the theatre company's website. It just gives me the showtimes for the movies playing. I couldn't help but think it was a bit ridiculous. Anyway, that kind of put a damper on the movie for me. It was really quite stupid.

Work is getting better and better. I'm really enjoying getting to know our regular clients and creating relationships with the ones that come in so frequently that everyone knows them anyway. It's my favourite aspect of the job. I'm also learning so much, making a ton of notes, and bettering myself every day. The more I learn, the more I can help the people who ask me questions. And I'm doing okay with euthanasia clients too. I'm definitely getting better at talking to people about it, and expressing condolences to them. It's hardest when the people actually come in for the appointments. It's hard to know what to say to people, without tripping over myself or my words. Argh. It doesn't help that it's such a delicate situation for everyone involved.

Quote: "Wait! The lord is my shepherd but you're my ride home!" - American Dad

Lyric: "We're all we've got on this bouncing ball." - The Riddle

Picture: My :S face. So there. :S Yup.

A New Look

Yup, I changed it. Because I get bored. All the time. Like now, actually.

Snow kitteh

Okay so we never did any Geisha stuff. But we did let the kittens out to play in the snow...I wisely put Phoenix in his harness with a string attached for a leash. My roommate didn't think Anubis would "need" a harness so she let him run around by himself...problem was, he decided to get a little TOO adventurous.

It all started with bathtime this morning, and while Anubis was already dry by the time I thought I should take a picture, I did manage to snap this angry faced kitty cat.

And then my cold and wet kitty layed on my chest for a while when he was grooming himself back to dignity. It made reading pretty difficult, but the cat love was worth it, even though he got my t-shirt all wet with his damp fur.

Here's the first look at Phoenix in the snow in our front yard. He was very cautious at first, but then hopped along with the best of em! He also enjoyed watching the birds in the trees.

He danced about for a bit too, I think his feet were cold.

Anubis finally came out from under the house, and snuck under some bushes. I love this picture - I think it captures his curiosity.

Yep, there's my boys~! They really enjoyed their adventure out into the chilly world. Though I think Phoenix especially was glad to be back in the warmth of the basement, curled up next to the heater. He's stretched out on the floor right now. My little lap cat.