A Near Death Kind Of Experience

Warning : if you are of the Male persuasion you may want to skip this one...

So yesterday I was pretty sure I was gonna die. No Joke.
I won't go into all the awful details but this notion was encouraged by the fact that my *ahem* "Lady Troubles" were about 20 times worse than the usual agony in addition to the fact that I am battling some sort of stomach/head/cold THING...

(*disclaimer- I have no idea how medically accurate any of this might be... but it must be close)

It came on kinda slow in the beginning but around noon it was as if the bone marrow from my spinal column was leaking into my abs. And then a whale took up residence in my empty bones and my muscles and tendons turned into silly string, I felt so weak... and every now and again an invisible knife fish critter with spiral blades and razor fins swam around and through my insides, slicing and stabbing random bits of my gut and lady parts. And then the nausea kicked in. I had eaten a small bowl of cheerios earlier in the day but apparently they were gone by the time my body had decided to heave the contents of my stomach to the surface. Let me just say that dry heaves in the middle of the day AT HOME are worse than barfing up an entire meal consisting of pizza, nachos and cheese dip and salsa, coca cola, beer, cake, and ice cream... at 2 in the morning in a foreign country, WITHOUT your mom there to give you a glass of water and a wet washcloth for your head.... so maybe I exaggerate a bit, I am pretty sure there are zero razor fishy things inside my gut and there most certainly is not a whole whale in my bones... But I still didn't share all the gory details, Be Thankful. But if anyone can please tell me how to return the marrow to my bones please let me know?

But I am so thankful for my family... My mom, my dad, and my sisters helped me with my barf bucket and pain pills and Midol... they got me tissues when I broke down in pain filled sobs, they refilled my hot water bottle bear with freshly boiled water. They got pillows and blankets for me, water and cold washcloths.... I am so blessed.

Thank God I am feeling less wretched today... I am still on the mend but I can see a big bright light down the tunnel. And maybe even a few flowers and butterflies...

Did I say I was a Procrastinator? Yes, I believe I did.

Wow... so it is now the end of August and I am only just getting back to the blogosphere...

Since being back home my world has done a few back flips and somersaults, and might have upchucked a couple times. It has been quite an adjustment and still, bigger and newer adjustments seem to be needed daily, but that is life I guess. It hasn't all been difficult or negative. Maybe "challenging" is the nicest word for it all. Major Family Dynamic shifts and readjustments. Major Personal Life Goal shifts and adjustments... I am still trying to wrap my brain around so much that has happened but now I am also trying to grasp what exactly I am walking into, the rest of my life...

But here I am, taking bites too big to chew, once again. When will I learn to take life in moderation? Can I? I'm not sure right now. I love the whole "jump head first into adventure" kind of lifestyle but I can't seem to pick my feet up and find the next adventure. But the thought of waiting makes me kind of sick to my stomach.

Once again, I am in that weird place between oil and water. Suspended in my own personal vortex of indecision. Oh Dear God, I hope it doesn't last long...

Home

I am home. I will post more later... after my brain, body, mind, and heart all catch up to whenever the heck I am. Jet lag is a jerk. But it is so good to be home... I love my family and our house. It smells like home. That may sound weird to some people but I walked in and it smells like I really am HOME. I didn't realize I even had a true sense of smell but this was unmistakable.

well, I am going to go nibble on the 2 lbs of PUPPY CHOW my wonderful sisters made for me... oh yum yum yummers!

3:40 AM

So it is 3:40 in the morning and I THINK that I am ready to go... there is always that little feeling that there are loose ends to tie up but I think that at this point, I don't really care enough to snoop around and find them...

Peri and I have gone all night doing random things around the apartment while loading episodes of Lost. Lost is our "thing" so it is only appropriate that we have a Lost night right before I leave... Of course it is about a group of people that CRASH LAND on an Island... at least they were in the South Pacific... If I crash land (and survive) I would have to brave it on Greenland... or become very empathetic with the survivors of the Titanic. mmm the North Atlantic... Oh Good Lord...

But I am confident that the worst thing that might happen is that I will get stuck YET AGAIN with a seat that won't recline... every transatlantic flight I have had I have been unable to push my seat back to get a snooze in... But hey, I have a few things in perspective now and that ain't so bad.

So please pray that my flights will go smoothly and that God will carry me home in one piece.

Kate in Dublin, Out.

I Hate Paper

I have a filing problem, as in, I don't. I hate paper and spending more than a few seconds thinking about where it should go gives me a tummy ache. So, thanks to this problem of mine, every time I have to pack to go someplace I end up with a huge stack of random bits of paper that I have to sort and go through just in case there is anything important in the mix of old grocery and to-do lists and unreadable receipts.

Since I am leaving the apartment at 4AM this Thursday I should have sorted through my common paper mountain last week... so naturally I am doing it now... just about 28 hours before I need to be outa here.

Hi. My name is Kate and I am a Class A Procrastinator.

I feel weird.

I feel super weird after watching this movie...
I heard a couple things about it. I was told that I would like it (I am guessing because I tend to really enjoy Super Hero movies)... Instead I feel super weird and I have no idea how to react to what I just saw. I feel kind of all wobbly and top heavy inside... I feel weird.
I think I need I need a pedicure.
And my mom's Velveta Chip Dip.

Red High Heels

I just got back from a wonderful evening with two really wonderful girls that I have come to know and love during my time here in Dublin, Becca and Ellisha. Myself and Becca both needed to justify the purchase of our fancy heels for the New Years party we attended... So naturally we all went out to a "fancy" dinner! We had a great night filled with perfectly random conversation to match the yummy and random food we had (Tapas?).

I love these girls and I am going to miss them a lot.

Ellisha, Me, and Becca
(I am the Giant)