Shannon Larratt is Zentastic

I spent the whole day at the hospital today… I thought it would only be a half hour thing but it was quite lengthy. I got x-rayed a bunch and talked to a variety of doctors. In a bit under a month they'll be both removing the bone tumor and doing exploratory surgery to see if there's anything obvious they might be able to find in terms of a ganglioneuroma which may have resulted from nerve damage done in the first surgery. I guess the technical name for the main thing bothering me is allodynia. The anaesthesia doctor I talked to today seemed a little pissed off at my regular doctor for not dealing with it because it's so obvious (they have “philosophical issues” with painkillers) and offered to write them a letter about it.

I had some blood taken, got tested for antibiotic-resistant bugs (hello butt-swab), and all that. I had to wait for a long time in a room that would have gotten any tattoo shop shut down — the sharps container was not only filled to past the “full” line, but it even had a bloody needle just lying on top of it out in the open, and I noticed (after it blood was taken, eww) there was blood on the pillow that they put your arm on when they take blood… Seems like of dangerous.

I stopped by the eye department as well and they took a quick look at the eye and all's good in that department. Oh and this surgery is going to be done under a local probably so that'll be fun because I'll be able to watch them take out the thing. Anyway, I'm pretty tired out and pissy from having spent the day talking about pain and surgery (and without painkillers because I had to drive) so I'm going to take one and lie down for a while now.

I wanted to do some painting today but I don't think I'm up to it (like I said, I was expecting half an hour at the hospital, not eight hours)… but I think maybe I'll draw out some paintings because I have a big stack of mini-canvasses that I can do pretty fast.