Can I just take a moment and talk about the greatest show on television?! So during my awful week last week, where I was suffering from hives and itching and all that, I discovered the greatest show in existence. Now, I realize this show is in its 5th and final season (sob) and so it has been around for a while, and I realize I have had several friends tell me I need to watch it, but GOSH DANG IT why did I never listen?! This show, oh man this show is addicting. And it is all I can talk about. And people must think I'm crazy.
Here's the gist on this gem of a show: it is about a chemistry teacher (Walter White) who, upon finding out he has cancer, somehow decides that cooking and selling crystal meth is the only solution to his financial sorrows. He doesn't want his family to end up destitute when he is gone. So he teams up with an old student of his, Jesse (the love of my life) who has fallen into some druggie ways and has been a small-time meth dealer on the side. He's your typical punk kid with no respect for anybody. But I still can't help but love the kid. First off, he's gorgeous. Aaron Paul is one excellent actor and I don't think anybody else could have done such a stellar job with the character of Jesse Pinkman. His character arc over the 5 seasons of the show is what makes him so amazing. You'll just have to watch to find out what kind of person he becomes.
I think that's why I love this show so much. None of the characters are stagnant. The people they were in season 1 are so different than the people they are in season 5. The writing in this show is some of the best television story-telling I have ever seen. And at the risk of sounding like an obsessed fan (which I'm pretty sure I am), I am not kidding when I say that it is truly the greatest show on television. Ever. And I have watched a lot of TV and so obviously my opinion is valid. Haha. Just do yourself a favor, and watch it. Fair warning though, there will be violence and some language but if you can look past that, then you can enjoy it for what it really is. I can't say enough about it. And I'll leave it at that.
Also, I dare you not to fall in love with Jesse Pinkman. Because you will eventually. I promise.
Monday, August 26, 2013
Sunday, August 25, 2013
My Body Hates Me
Scene: Two weeks had passed since I got my second foot surgery. Things were going good, except for the fact that I was bored all the time and had pretty much watched everything on Netflix. Well, wednesday night my operated foot started itching. And I mean itching, almost like there was a million mosquito bites on my entire foot. I removed the ace wrap and during the night managed to nearly destroy the white gauze wrapping that surrounded my foot. I had scratched my foot so much to where I was bleeding in some spots. Well, over the next couple days, the itching continues. My mom buys some new gauze, and we unwrap my foot all the way (not gonna lie, the incisions looked nasty), clean it up a bit, and then wrap it up all new again. And then on Saturday, I wake up and BAM my lips look like Angelina Jolie's. Huge. Red. And super uncomfortable. I hated life that weekend. I didn't go to church because I seriously looked like I had a botched plastic surgery. Luckily my doctor's appointment was Monday morning. I called my dr Sunday to tell him about what was going on, and he said he would take a look and see what was going on the next day.
Well the next morning, we unwrap my foot and lo and behold, any skin that was covered by the steri strips (strips of cloth-like stuff that basically kept the incision closed) had erupted into large, pus-filled blisters. My doctor informed me that I had built up an allergy to tincture benzoin, which was the substance they used to make the steri strips stay on the skin. During my scratching, I had made the blisters worse and transferred some of the substance to my face by touching my face after scratching. This was why my lips blew up like they did. Well, since the incisions weren't healing very well, he cleaned the areas, applied some new medication, and wrapped it all up again and said I needed to stay an extra week in the boot. :( This was sad news. I was so looking forward to riding my bike and finally working out again!
Well cut to two days later. I had broken out into hives all over my body and my new dressings on my foot were soaked through with dark yellow pus. Um grooooossssss. So I went back to the doctor, and he cleaned me up again and put even more gauze on it, which seemed to do the trick. I'll spare you guys a picture of my foot with the blisters and stuff because it is nasty! So now I've been an extra week in the boot, my hives took over my life for four or five days (before a steroid treatment finally kicked them to the curb) and I am really, really hoping that I will finally be rid of the wraps on my foot and my stupid walking boot for FOREVER. Doctor's appointment is tomorrow so fingers crossed that the incisions look good!
So basically after the most hellish and miserable and depressing week of my life, I am about to be free again! I'm really hoping for good news, mostly because I am so sick of wrapping my foot in plastic bags before I take a shower.
Well the next morning, we unwrap my foot and lo and behold, any skin that was covered by the steri strips (strips of cloth-like stuff that basically kept the incision closed) had erupted into large, pus-filled blisters. My doctor informed me that I had built up an allergy to tincture benzoin, which was the substance they used to make the steri strips stay on the skin. During my scratching, I had made the blisters worse and transferred some of the substance to my face by touching my face after scratching. This was why my lips blew up like they did. Well, since the incisions weren't healing very well, he cleaned the areas, applied some new medication, and wrapped it all up again and said I needed to stay an extra week in the boot. :( This was sad news. I was so looking forward to riding my bike and finally working out again!
Well cut to two days later. I had broken out into hives all over my body and my new dressings on my foot were soaked through with dark yellow pus. Um grooooossssss. So I went back to the doctor, and he cleaned me up again and put even more gauze on it, which seemed to do the trick. I'll spare you guys a picture of my foot with the blisters and stuff because it is nasty! So now I've been an extra week in the boot, my hives took over my life for four or five days (before a steroid treatment finally kicked them to the curb) and I am really, really hoping that I will finally be rid of the wraps on my foot and my stupid walking boot for FOREVER. Doctor's appointment is tomorrow so fingers crossed that the incisions look good!
So basically after the most hellish and miserable and depressing week of my life, I am about to be free again! I'm really hoping for good news, mostly because I am so sick of wrapping my foot in plastic bags before I take a shower.
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Alicia vs Feet, Round 2
After my Montana trip, I wanted to get my second foot surgery done asap. Luckily I was able to get scheduled for Aug 1st, and my life since then has consisted of Netflix, movies, books, laying around, sleeping in, and eating. So, needless to say, I am currently very, very excited to get out of my walking boot and back into a routine that somewhat resembles a normal life.
This one was different this time around. I actually had people visit me! Haha. Also, I managed to be on one crutch by Monday, and no crutches the next day. Last time, I went a whole week until I was on one crutch and then I barely managed no crutches a couple days later. I think it might be because I knew what the pain would feel like this time around, and so I was able to put up with it more easily.
Another big change was that my foot has been itching now, non-stop, for five days now! Enough so that I managed to destroy my wrapping and give myself bruises and blisters where I was scratching! Yeah, I wasn't messing around. My mom eventually bought me some lotion, so I unwrapped my foot, cleaned it up a bit, and put on some new wrappings and lotion on. It now feels a little better and hopefully my doctor won't be mad at me on Monday for taking off the wraps. Haha!
Basically, Tuesday is a new beginning. I am SO excited for bike rides, swimming, the gym, and starting my training. I can't run until October 1st or so, but I am going to start upping cardio in other ways so that when I do eventually start running again, I won't be back at stage 1. This means the elliptical and spin bike will be my new best friends. I am also going to focus on weight training, especially legs and core. My muscles in my legs used to be pretty robust and strong, but since my first surgery they have all but wasted away. I am just a flabby and weak version of my former self! Haha. I'm excited to get back into shape. I spent an hour or so the other day planning the next 10 weeks of training and working out and it is honestly the only thing keeping me going.
Once I start running again, then it starts to get crazy! First, the turkey trot. I have high hopes for my first race back. I am hoping to get in under an hour, and I know with plenty of hard work I can achieve this goal! After that, there aren't many races until February. Ragnar. My favorite race and my favorite weekend of the year. I should start putting together a team soon! After Ragnar, I might possibly consider the Phoenix Marathon. Not the half. The full one. I know, I must be crazy BUT I have my reasons that shall remain unnamed for now :) I won't sign up until I know I can handle high mileage without damaging my feet. I won't know more until about 3 months before the race, which is plenty of time. All I know is that I've had dreams about training and racing and I cannot wait to get back into it. I've realized I'm kind of nothing without running. I'm about to find myself again!
Other than that, nothing new in my life except the dreaded job hunting. Ugh. My previous jobs were all pretty much handed to me and so job searching for my first big girl job is so hard and intimidating! I could potentially go anywhere, to any state, and it is kind of sending me into a quarter-life crisis. I have put off growing up for SO long and now that it is finally here, I don't know where to start! I've applied for many jobs and so far haven't had any luck but I have no doubt something will work out eventually. Anyway, that will consume my life for the foreseeable future, and I'm hoping I can get on my feet as soon as possible!
This one was different this time around. I actually had people visit me! Haha. Also, I managed to be on one crutch by Monday, and no crutches the next day. Last time, I went a whole week until I was on one crutch and then I barely managed no crutches a couple days later. I think it might be because I knew what the pain would feel like this time around, and so I was able to put up with it more easily.
Another big change was that my foot has been itching now, non-stop, for five days now! Enough so that I managed to destroy my wrapping and give myself bruises and blisters where I was scratching! Yeah, I wasn't messing around. My mom eventually bought me some lotion, so I unwrapped my foot, cleaned it up a bit, and put on some new wrappings and lotion on. It now feels a little better and hopefully my doctor won't be mad at me on Monday for taking off the wraps. Haha!
Basically, Tuesday is a new beginning. I am SO excited for bike rides, swimming, the gym, and starting my training. I can't run until October 1st or so, but I am going to start upping cardio in other ways so that when I do eventually start running again, I won't be back at stage 1. This means the elliptical and spin bike will be my new best friends. I am also going to focus on weight training, especially legs and core. My muscles in my legs used to be pretty robust and strong, but since my first surgery they have all but wasted away. I am just a flabby and weak version of my former self! Haha. I'm excited to get back into shape. I spent an hour or so the other day planning the next 10 weeks of training and working out and it is honestly the only thing keeping me going.
Once I start running again, then it starts to get crazy! First, the turkey trot. I have high hopes for my first race back. I am hoping to get in under an hour, and I know with plenty of hard work I can achieve this goal! After that, there aren't many races until February. Ragnar. My favorite race and my favorite weekend of the year. I should start putting together a team soon! After Ragnar, I might possibly consider the Phoenix Marathon. Not the half. The full one. I know, I must be crazy BUT I have my reasons that shall remain unnamed for now :) I won't sign up until I know I can handle high mileage without damaging my feet. I won't know more until about 3 months before the race, which is plenty of time. All I know is that I've had dreams about training and racing and I cannot wait to get back into it. I've realized I'm kind of nothing without running. I'm about to find myself again!
Other than that, nothing new in my life except the dreaded job hunting. Ugh. My previous jobs were all pretty much handed to me and so job searching for my first big girl job is so hard and intimidating! I could potentially go anywhere, to any state, and it is kind of sending me into a quarter-life crisis. I have put off growing up for SO long and now that it is finally here, I don't know where to start! I've applied for many jobs and so far haven't had any luck but I have no doubt something will work out eventually. Anyway, that will consume my life for the foreseeable future, and I'm hoping I can get on my feet as soon as possible!
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