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Right on, Cysta!

Well, first of all, we had a most fantabulicious LorFmeet, right here in Canberra. And we celebrated flippyfrog's 21st birthday in glorious fashion. She's so old now... Walking frames on standby!

Flit: Shut up. Bitch.

Kayt: :P

We saw the locations of famous LorF events in and around Canberra. We went on a brief trip to Bungendore; we pointed dramatically in the direction of important public buildings that may or may not have suffered accidents during the fictional war of LorF. We visited the High Court, future site of the Australian War Crimes Tribunal, where we all got a feel for the place, and learnt things. We saw many paintings at the National Gallery and Portrait Gallery. We played in the mist in the sculpture garden. We played my home-made LorFopoly game. Some of us watched Eurovision. We made heavy use of the word "Skankho". We no doubt attracted the attention of ASIO and ASIS with our plotting to blow up prominent local landmarks. And we formed an a-capella group, our greatest hit being a stirring rendition of the Themesong from The Great Escape.

All together now!

Ahem...

At any rate, we all had a tremendous time, and photographs abound, so LorFers, go check them out! Also, check out rigel_7's film footage. Some of us felt it worthwhile to build dioramas out of the rubbish and food at the party. We built Enemy silos and other military installations.

And then blew them up on film, with party poppers (and the divine influence of my fingers at one point).

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That concludes that update. In other news, yesterday I went into the hospital for day surgery. There was a large (and I mean LARGE) cyst on the back of my neck. It was itchy and ocassionally painful. At any rate, it was blue, and extremely yukky, so I had the darn thing removed, on the advice of my surgeon.

My Mummy escorted me to the hospital, where I had to wait around for ages, wearing funny hospital clothes. The aeanisthetic (not even TRYING to spell that right) guy was very nice to me. Anyway, they made me lie on my stomach on a bed, and then they poked needles into the skin around my cyst which hurt like all hell, I tell ya! I nearly screamed several times, because of course, this was infected flesh they were poking around in.

WARNING: The next few paragraphs may not be suitable for the squeamish, the faint-hearted, or those who REALLY don't want to know...

Then not long after that, they started cutting into me. It's a really weird feeling, being able to feel the actual cutting of your flesh, but not the pain that should be associated with it. It was cool. Less cool was hearing the surgeon and two nurses above me, as they examined the offending cyst. Samples of dialogue:

"Jesus... it's a big mother..." (from the surgeon, no less)
"Wow! It's huge!"
"What do you think it is?"
"Is that normal fat, or is that another one?"
"It goes in really deep, doesn't it?"

They got it all out, anyway, but it took a very long time, because the cyst turned out to be a lot bigger than it seemed (and it seemed HUGE). Then, I could hear them get it into the little sample jar, and the surgeon declared:

"I have no idea what this is."

Then the nurse showed it to me. Digsuting! It was about 2cm squared. And let's keep in mind, that's just the biggest bit... Like a lump of fat, I'd say. It wasn't a hideous colour or really infected looking or anything, so I guess that's good. Anyway, it's been sent off to pathology to be identified.

Bit worrying that. This is a guy who's operated on several patients, twice a week, for years, and he can't identify my big yucky lump. Not even make a guess.

Anyway, I'm very glad it's gone, but I'm in a lot of pain. I've come to uni anyway, because I really need to be here today, but it hurts an awful lot. The pressure bandage seems to function mainly as a device for making it hurt as much as possible. I have to leave it on for 24 hours, so it doesn't come off until I get home from uni at about 6:30 or 7ish. I can't move my head properly, and every now and again it just starts stabbing and hurts me.

But on the bright side, the damn thing is gone, hopefully never to darken my door again with its yuckiness.

Wonder what it was, though...

Comments

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katiefoolery
May. 25th, 2006 02:28 am (UTC)
Well, at least they weren't saying things like:

"Ooh, should I have cut there?"
"What's that funny fluid pouring out everywhere?"
"Does it matter if I sever the spinal cord this high up?"

But seriously: ick! I'm so glad you've parted with your cyst. May it have many happy adventures in pathology, that's what I say.
flippyfrog
May. 25th, 2006 11:46 am (UTC)
no, personally i would get freaked by the "OH SHIT WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING?"
or "should it being doing that?"
or my favourite to date "the foot bone's connected to the leg bone the leg bone's connected to the... the leg bone's connected to the... the leg bone's connected to the mmm...mmm... the mmm.. mmm... connected to the mmmmmmmmmmm......"
the_kaytinator
May. 26th, 2006 05:51 am (UTC)
I'm glad you said that. I feel MUCH better now!

:)
squarmi
May. 25th, 2006 02:47 am (UTC)
Ewww... I hope tis all ok dear Kayt. And it stops hurting soon. And dear Eater-of-Bunne is right. They could have been saying worse stuff...
bathmat
May. 25th, 2006 03:26 am (UTC)
Do you know what would solve that neck pain...?
katiefoolery
May. 25th, 2006 03:43 am (UTC)
I have a fairly shrewd suspicion...
flippyfrog
May. 25th, 2006 11:41 am (UTC)
LANDMINE!!!


whoops, sorry, did i break the fun in implication.... :P
minnn
May. 25th, 2006 03:27 am (UTC)
YEOUCH!! What a mission!! I'm glad they got it all out!

LOL @ Bun's surgeon comments.
crazedturkey
May. 26th, 2006 04:04 am (UTC)
hehe

I was in surgery the other day with an awake patient, and the surgeon, no shit, goes "oops".

Patient goes, "umm..."

twas funny ;)
the_kaytinator
May. 26th, 2006 05:52 am (UTC)
Well, that's a relief. An oops would DEFINITELY have worried me.
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