August opened as a month filled with travel. My first trip was to help JT with two very large murals in Lee's Submit. We headed out of town 4 hours later than planned. And arrived in Lee's Summit well past midnight. U-turn after u-turn finally lead us to JT's cousin's place. A lovely home with fresh tomatoes growing in the back yard, basil, all sorts of other plants and herbs, a well mannered french bulldog named Deja. After 5 hours in the car with JT I needed a stiff drink then headed directly there after to bed.
In the morning, I woke up to a puddle of liquid under my drain site. However the drain was empty, and an embarrassing stain was left on the sheets of my hosts bed linens. I soaked up as much as possible with a towel, took a shower and cleaned up. I was super emotional about it. Whining and moaning in embarrassment. JT told me to shut up and said I was over reacting. He's such a harsh bed partner in the mornings. Knowing it wasn't my fault didn't help, I still got flash backs to bed wetting at slumber parties. I devised a plan. To solve the problem. Which involved turning over the laundry. Another awkward action in need of explanation.
When I finally go up, we raided the kitchen for eggs, coffee, headed to the garden to find a ripe tomato and a sprig of basil. After morning omelets. JT and I headed out to the mural site. I spend the day, taping the wall off, climbing the ladder, filling in the white of the character, and drinking beer out of Styrofoam gas station coffee cups. That evening I came home and in the shower discovered my left "breast" was completely full of water. The drain still very empty, if not totally dry. I massaged the mound of flesh causing the liquid to seep out the drain site. Running in a single drip all the way down to my knees. This was not painful exactly, and I wanted to get the fluid out of me. So after some time in the shower, I get out lay on the bed on my side and continue to collect a towel full of liquid.
This is not good. Something has to be wrong. And I'm in Lee's Summit for two more days. . .
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
The Past Few Weeks
Things been crazy in the life of Jenn. This process hasn't exactly been smooth sailing. And my inability to chill out and say no has prolonged the process. The second surgery is still scheduled for Tuesday Sept 15th. This one, I can't wait for. I'm going to try and catch up over a few posts.
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