a pair of bonded fancy male rats. They are soooo super cute. 🐁 My mom is so gullible though..initially I told her that I was getting Cole the rats and she said "I DO NOT WANT RATS IN MY HOUSE!" and no matter how much I explained to her that they are domesticated, do not carry diseases, live in a multi-level cage, and are very intelligent....she didn't want no damn rats in this house. So, me being the sly person I can be, got the rats while I was in the hospital and I told my mother "They are a pair of giant fancy gerbils" 🤣🤣 So when the "boys" as I call them now (Andrew & Ivan) came home (Cole's good friend from NH went and picked him up 2 rats from a breeder and all the necessary accessories...including a 3 tier cage!! $50 for everything!!) my mother peeked in to the cage and commented how long their tails were. 🤣🤣 So last night I went into her room and confessed...they are actually fancy male rats. She took it better than I thought she would. She said "keep them away from me" Gladly obliged. haha I hope everyone has a wonderful day. ✌🏻

in our city hospital.... My key takeaway from this hospital stint? I gotta stop drinking. Like, no more. Doneeeee. I had a bleeding ulcer...I had to have an emergency endoscopy and the surgeon had to cauterize my ulcer because it was bleeding. I was supposed to come home Monday, but then Sunday night, my blood pressure started CRASHING. At one point it was 82/40. I also presented with malnutrition....I was starting to grow light soft hair (called lanugo) on my face from malnourishment. I FINALLY started feeling better toady. I was good yesterday, but then I had a sudden onset of nausea and started puking everywhere...and then my bp started bottoming out AGAIN. They wanted to keep me another night (for tonight) but I was SO FUCKING ANNOYED by this point...8 days of being poked, prodded, doped up on pain meds...having every little movement tracked with a heart monitor...having very little to eat because of being sick....I was SO OVER IT. I told the doctor this morning that I was over it and she needed to get what she needed because I want OUT TODAY. I was discharged at 5:15pm and was so annoyed I was ready to rip my own IV out. At 2:40pm I told the nurse that I needed pain medication before I went home. "Yep." 5pm comes and she comes into the room "Would you like your Latuda?" (my night med for my biplolar disorder) Me: NOPE. I want you to take my IV out and I'll go home and take my Latuda with my pain medication that I requested two hours ago. It was a decent visit until today. But I finally left... I weighed 202 pounds when I went in on Monday night...I came home today at 188. The battle begins.... ✌🏻

I have been an inpatient since Tuesday. I spent 2 days in the Short Stay Unit and yesterday morning I was moved up into the main hospital and in to a regular room. I have lost massive amounts of weight so far and am so sick that they are planning on giving me a feeding tube today because I still cannot eat OR drink without having intense pain and feeling super sick. Because of my weight loss surgery, my stomach anatomy won't support a typical feeding tube so I need to have one placed by a PIC line technique in my arm. No more alcohol drinking for me. This sucks so much.

So just about an hour after I blogged my last blog about my tumors, I started having TERRIBLE abdominal pain to where I was rolling on the floor and screaming. My friend Diana picked my ass up and brought my skinny ass (198 as of 15 mins ago) to my local ER where after several tests...I have (another) large bleeding ulcer on my surgery site line and I'm being admitted to have an endoscopy asap in the morning. Last time this shit happened I was an inpatient for 6 days. I predict at least 2-3 days this time. Maybe overnight..who knows? I guess it will depend on how the damn thing looks. Blah. Fuck 2026 with a pitchfork. 🥺✌️

Finally some fucking good news about my health for once. I just got my tumor tests this morning and I already got the results: left adrenal tumor: "2.1 cm lipid-rich left adrenal adenoma" left renal tumor: benign. I can breathe a little easier. Thanks to everyone who has let me vent like crazy the past month or so and have listened to me whine and cry. Y'all know who yall are. ✌🏻

I must have burned down an orphanage in my past life. I had to go for more imaging today, as I was screaming in pain with the most intense back pain I have ever felt in my life. I went to the ER and had an emergency MRI. Wouldn't you know it...they found ANOTHER FUCKING TUMOR. This time on my right kidney. So that 3 tumors, 2 new ones popping up in a month. And people wonder why I started drinking....