Weblog of Velma and Shaggy

Mood: Really happy now because I'm a winner!
Listening to: Me laughing! lol

Hello again!

     I forgot to tell all of you my favorite story about my surgery! I am actually glad I had surgery because this is the best story ever! Shaggy is going to hate me! Oh well! Hopefully some of you will get a few laughs, I sure as hell do! lol Okay here goes...

     I was in the little room near the Operating Room (OR), where the nurses prep you for surgery and you have to wear the Johnny's so everyone can see your ass! lol And I had like 3 nurses. One was for anestha (anistha can't spell sorry, but happy gas), another was taking down my medical history, and another took my weight and stuff. Okay but we are really concentrating of the anestha nurse he name was, oh well I forget, we will call the nice nurse. lol While my IV was being put in I suddenly looked at my Mom and exclaimed "Mom I am so going to kick your ass with the anethsa! You are such a wimp! I am going to beat my Mom, my Dad, and my Uncle! haha You guys suck!"

     For those of you who are a little confused, I will explain. When I was making the rounds of calling the family and letting them know about my procedure, I started asking who had been put to sleep. You know where you put the mask on your face and count back from 50 or 100 whichever you like. My Mom, had 2 C-Sections for me and my brother. One time she got to 98 ( 2 away from 100 ) and the other time she claims she got to 96, but she really got to 97 ( so 3 or 4 away from 100!) So I grew up thinking that being put out is like the hardest thing ever! Almost like it was impossible to get past 90! Then I talked to my Dad on the phone and he said he got 8 spaces backwards! I was like OMG your such a liar! Then I called my Uncle and he said he got 12 spaces away from 50!!!! Wow the new world record to me, at least! So I made it my mission to get past 88 ( 12 spaces back from 100!)

      So I told this to all the nurses and told them that I was so going to kick my familys ass! It was my new mission in life! My nice doctor who did my anethsa told the people who were actually prefroming my surgery and they cuckled and some laughed and said I was really funny, where I just NEEDED to get past 88! And I felt awsome with everyone's support in the OR!

     So now it is time to put in the happy gas so I will konk out! All the nurses and doctors know about my mission and are encouraging me to beat my "family's ass, so bad!" lol They told me I could start, I double and triple checked just to make sure that I was starting at the right time, becase I wanted my victory to be real and not get taken away beacuse I jump started it! lol So after double and triple checking I starting counting. When I got to 95 I started giggleing becuase I had just beaten my Mom! Yeah! 1 down 2 to go! lol Then I passed my Dad's mark and started giggleing even more. The nurses were exicted to know what my number was so they asked me when I was at 90 to start counting out loud. And do you know what? I passed them all! I beat their asses! Ha! Velma rules! My number was 87, 13 away from 100! I beat everyone! And all the nurses at the hospital can verify that too! And I am pretty sure that I went to sleep smiling from ear to ear about my victory! lol

     Then when I was in the recorvey center the first thing I asked the nurses was to see my parents so I could tell them that I got to 87! I did to, fist thing when I saw then, I yelled (in the hospital) "I beat your asses, I got to 87, beat that! lol" I also made the nurses verify that they heard me get to 87, and that they wern't just being nice to me becuase I was young! Boy, they sure did!

     Now it is a common joke in our household that whoever goes under next will have to beat my awsome number of 87! Now my alltime favorite number is, you guessed it!  87! WOO HOO!

Velma the winner with 87!!!!!

Mood: Happy, Happy, Happy!
Listening to: My Heart Will Go On (on the Titanic soundtrack)

Hello Everyone!

      Sorry it has taken Shaggy and I so long to write in our blog.  After my surgery on the 8th of April I have been doing nothing! I think the most exercise I have gotten is when I went to Flordia to Disney World and walked a couple of miles a day! lol I was a little tired when I got home. But on the down side to that trip, I was so, so, so tired that I had to sit down it seemed like all the time! lol Then I got in to this huge fight with my brother's girlfriend  becasue she said that she "hated me, never would go on a trip with me again, that I was usless, and didn't trust her kids with me!"  She was PMSing or something on that trip becasue I didn't do a thing to her and she went off on me so much that I had to come home 3 days early! I called up Shaggy crying  becuase she was such an asshole to me!  lol

     But in case any of you are wondering, my surgery went terrific!  The doctors said I was a star patient! Yeah for Velma! There is this really funny story, I had just, just gotten out of surgery and was getting my brakes put on, on the bed so I wouldn't roll down the hospital ( boy wouldn't that be a funny site! lol )  and the happy gas was wearing off, and the nurses were telling me "You are at the hospital, you just got out of surgery, and are now in the recovery center....." blah blah blah....  As soon as I opened my eyes I knew where I was, what had happened and that I wanted to go home! lol I sat up and one of the nurses says "Boy, she is a fiesty one!" lol I love that quote,  I describes my personality to the dot. Anyways about an half an hour later I was on my feet walking out of the hospital, very slowly, by walking by myself none the less! In the car on the hour ride home I got out my cell phone and called almost everyone we knew, to neighbors, to coworkers of my Moms, and family members.... I told everyone that I felt great, haven't felt this great for 5 years now! No soreness anywhere, no side affects, nothing at all!

     Little did I know later that night around 11pm (my surgery was at 3:00pm) I couldn't get to sleep, couldn't use the bathroom because it hurt so bad, couldn't eat anything, ah I felt horrible!  I was screaming and I mean screaming to my Mom to bring me some more heavy duty Vicadin! I don't think I got to sleep till 2am, neither did Shaggy! lol hard night!

     But now, I feel okay, I went to a conference the other day and met a guy my age and we have been e-mailing a lot!  While all our friends have been teasing me at least saying that we should basically get a room! Now I have been telling people to get lost, becasue I just want to get to know the guy! lol And NO we are not dating!

Okay I will try to be betting about writing, and again, don't hesitate to leave a comment or question! Have fun and enjoy life to the fullest!

Velma the couch patatoe!

 

And here is a really cool qoute I found, it is now my mantra and my all tme favorite qoute! Below it I will list my second favorite too, just in case  any of yall wanted to know it!

"Life should not be a journey to the grave, with the intention of arriving safley in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, margerita in the other, body totally worn out and screaming WOO HOO - What a ride!"

"Shoot for the moon and fail and you'll still be in the stars."

 

 

Mood: Feeling Sick and kind of moody
Listening to: humming of our computor

Hello All,

     Tomorrow is my surgery! I was all exicted about it when I first heard but now the anxiety is starting to kick in. I was calling all my family on Tuesday telling them all about my surgery, and I called my uncle and I was telling him what they were going to do and he asked " So are you scared? "

     And then I replied " Scared,  hell no! I am so freakin' ready for this I am saying 'give me the drugs, put me out!' After all I have been only waiting 6 weeks to have this done and be atmitted! Nothing at all! But my uncle did not see my humor and kind of thought his niece was a little bit messed up in the head!  I mean who really wants to have surgery? Besides me? lol

     Yesterday (Wednesday) I went to see my little sister Casey.  I was telling her and her brother Cody about the procedre and a watered down verison of what was going to happen when I was put out. Cody was so interested on how the stone got in my body in the first place he asked "A stone? Did you eat it? I bet you did! You know my Mom told me 'Don't put things in your mouth that aren't food!'

     Then Cody and I were talking and he said " So the stone just grew in your body?  That is so messed up! I don't think I have any stones in my body!"" It was so cute!!!! Then a little bit later I was talking to my aunts little brother and he was saying how he doesn't like her being late when they meet once a week. And I told him " It's a family curse, all of us do it " then he says " are you related? " then to an astounded face I said " Well, yes, she is my aunt " Then he says " Oh so she is your other mother?" Then I explained to him that my mother and her were sisters. After the confusion of family relations Cody replies " Your family is cursed that is SO COOL!!!! " OMG I was the cutest thing ever!

    Okay I just glanced at the clock and I have exactly 2 hours and 21 minutes until midnight! Then no more food and drink until my surgery at 3:00pm! Ewwww..... Does that suck or what?

     Well I think I am going to stuff myself with everything bad that I could possibly eat! Including: chips, soda, candy, soda, chips and some more candy and oh maybe some dinner because I haven't made any because I woke up at 5:00pm today!

     So you will hopefully be hearing from Shaggy or I pretty soon on how my surgery went! Wish me good luck!

Velma

 

Mood: nervous and overwhelmed
Listening to: CSI

Hello everyone,

Thank you for your interest and kind words.  Tommorrow, little Velma is going to have surgery "ureteroscopy, stone manipulation and extraction, laser and steno insertion." Yikes!  She was not very nervous, but now that it is closer she is getting worried.  She wrote herself a note to "Eat all I can until midnight." Sadly, her pain is on the rise, even waking her out of a sleep.  With the pain has come an upset stomach, so she does not feel able to eat.

One good thing is we will learn a lot after her 'procedure.'  What the stone is made of makes a difference on what they will reccomend to increase her strenght and health. But the doctors will focus on that in a month or two after her kidneys and urinary tract 'calms down.'

I will let you all know how things turn out.

 

Shaggy

Mood: The waiting is almost over!
Listening to: Velam watching Shark Tales

Hello my cyber friends,

Today, we took Velma to see the Urologist, Dr. Long.  He was very nice and informative. The kidney stone has not moved in the Cat-scans we had, and because a month has passed the doctor reccomended surgery.  During the surgery they will go in and try to grab the stone, through her ureter, with a 'basket' and take it out.  If there are no complications Velma will go home that day.  But we won't really know till that day, which is by the way, this Friday, April 8, 2005.

Because of the location of the stone, in her ureter, the sound wave treatment was not a good option with a 50% chance of success.  The doctor said it was like being punched in one place 1,000 times!

The doctor said that Velam's body makes stones and they don't understand all the reasons.  About a month or so after the surgery they will be running a wide variety of tests to learn more about the different types of stones there are.  He is guessing this one will be caliciumoxilate.  So more fun tests ahead, but we are glad to know what is going on.

I am happy the doctors found the stone, because the first  ER visit was guessing she had an upset stomach and suggested counseling! That was hard for Velma to hear being in real pain!  She is looking forward to the surgery because it will be an end to the constant pain.  She is not even minding the idea of anesthesia or the IV! 

Please feel free to drop us a note. We love to hear from other people, it keeps our minds off the all of this!

 

Shaggy