So I have been pretty much inactive artwise lately. Was pretty hectic moving all my crap again and starting school, getting back into that routine and all. This year I have to leave my house 2 hours before my classes start in order to get there on time - quite the change from living on campus!! Starting to hate public transit...

School's going well (sort of), I'm enjoying my classes but already I've missed a bunch of them, and later this week will be missing 4 more days' worth because my boyfriend is flying me to Tennessee and then to Indiana for some T-bird shootouts. Will be fun and worth it, I think. He just got home from Afghanistan, and this weekend was the first time I'd seen him in MONTHS. So next weekend will be good for us, but bad for my school.

All right, so I've been trying to hold back, but SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE MY MOMO IS HOMEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! Pretty sure I squeeled when he texted me on Thursday night saying his plane was landing and that he was home early from his deployment.

He came to pick me up from Vancouver on Friday and took me down to the States to visit for the weekend. We were going to go to an SCA event called Banner War, but that morning I ended up in the ER for a few hours 'cause of another bad gall bladder attack. They were going to do surgery on it but I thought it best to wait until I got back to Canada. It was my first time in an American hospital, and because it was the closest one to us my bf took me to the Army hospital on the base he works at. I was very impressed with the service!!! All the doctors and nurses were super nice and helpful, and didn't treat me like a problem they just want to go away. Normally I have to be dragged kicking and screaming to hospitals because I hate going, but I actually didn't mind this hospital at all. +1 for America (still got a long way to catch up in my books though!)

The did a bunch of scans and tests, including an ultrasound and some kind of heart scan, then they hooked me up to an IV, took some blood, pumped me with 3 litres of fluids and gave me some awesome pain relievers. I could still feel the pain but they meds put me in lala land and I didn't care lol. When I got discharged they gave me some percocet and some anti-spasm pills. Here's to hoping that my medical insurance covers all this...

So in addition to not eating gluten, the doc not told me to stay away from any fat, cholesterol, refined sugars, or corn...I think I'll be eating a lot of soup. And rice.

I was supposed to take the greyhound back up to Canada last night but all the tickets were sold out (bastards!) so I had to miss ANOTHER day of classes.

Anyways I have to run and catch the next greyhound in a few minutes here, and should wrap up this little update. I feel bad 'cause I haven't gotten anything artistic done lately and thought people deserved at least an update on my status

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