A Personal Hospital Experience Tidbit

Worst thing a hospital person has said to me in the, errr, hospital:

"Hey, are you breathing?"

Silly hospital people, you're supposed to make me healthy to ensure that I keep on breathing, not act like complete jackasses to the point where I decide that continuing to live just isn't worth it. Get it right next time!

Happy New Year's/My Medical Saga Continued

Ah, the first post of the year. My New Year's resolution? To update my blog on a daily basis Wait a minute...New Year's resolution...doesn't this imply that I have some kind of problem that takes a year to fix? I might be in some kind of denial, but if I had a problem that took an entire year to resolve, I don't think I'd be very happy looking forward to the new year, so if you wished me a Happy New Year and I politely decline, you'll know exactly why.

With that being said, if I said my New Year's resolution is to stop drinking, that should give anyone who follows the above logic the impression that I am an alcoholic, which I am not (again with the denial, but it's the truth, I swear!). Actually, I do have a reason to stop drinking - it appears that my liver has truly made me it's bitch as I am now bearing it's child. I need to schedule an ultrasound because the medical world wants to know the gender of the very first liver child.