Saturday, June 23, 2012

Hiatal Insomnia

Anyone who's been reading this blog long enough knows that, amongst other things, I suffer from a Hiatal Hernia. Essentially my stomach moves up and down through my diaphragm like a spry Olympic gymnast competing for the gold. Or something. Which is, extremely uncomfortable. It doesn't move all of the time, just sometimes, but the distribution is never quite right. There's always some stomach resting above the diaphragm where it should not be. Like so:

Grey's gd Anatomy right there.

Even when my stomach is holding still, I still experience discomfort in the form of nagging nausea and heart burn. I'm currently on medication to help diminish these symptoms, but one day they'll eventually have to fix it surgically. The worst part about all of this though, as someone who loves food, is that sometimes my stomach is so strangely divided that I can simultaneously feel totally full after two bites AND yet be starving -- as I wait for food from my "top stomach" to fall into my "bottom stomach." 

That's not really what this blog is about though. Now that you're all sufficiently aware of what a Hiatal Hernia is, I can continue.

Usually when my stomach does move, it's maybe once during a 24 hour time period and then it chills out. For some reason last night it kept sliding up and down constantly. I wasn't even doing anything strenuous. I was merely laying in bed trying to sleep. It moved so much that it actually started producing sounds like a bad DJ. Sounds that Aaron could hear beside me. I guess the best way to describe them would be... someone quietly rubbing an under-inflated balloon. Or maybe a drunken underwater cricket.

Repeat this sequence forever.

Up until that point it was just misery because, as I said, when my stomach decides to change position inside of my body -- that hurts. However once it started squeaking at me, I really couldn't help but find it kind of funny. Much to my dismay this went on practically all night, alternating between ow and giggling, so I didn't get much sleep. I'm pretty sure it continued even after I finally managed to doze off. It went on for so long that my stomach is sore today. Which is just... all kinds of special.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Follow Me!

Aaron brought something to my attention a while ago and I've been meaning to write this since then. I've just been going through a lot and haven't had the chance or drive to really sit down and type it in any sort of coherent manner that isn't just me going, "AHMERGERD DO THIS PL0X!" So this is me attempting to not do that. Though be forewarned: I've had incurable writers/artists block for over a month now, so I could very well fail in that.


What he brought to my attention was that while I have tons of unique viewers each month, most of you do not follow my blog publicly even though you read everything I write and check back frequently. You also do not make a habit of commenting on the content publicly, you email me or contact me privately through some other means to agree/disagree/share stories. I really appreciate your support, even if it's private, don't doubt that for a moment! However, this makes me look like some sort of crazy person when I write a new blog and make statements such as, "So you guys have wanted this for a while, here it is..." Like maybe I've got a few imaginary friends, or a couple extra personalities.

So basically what I'd like, just so I don't wind up trying to write blogs in a straight jacket, is for you guys to take a few seconds of your time to click the little Follow button. And when you feel compelled to comment on the things I write, do so here rather than elsewhere. I believe I have it set so that you can comment on everything even without a Google account (so long as you can prove you're a human being and not Spamtron 9000).

You don't have to. Nothing will change if you don't. I'll continue to write nonsense about my life, review video games, draw ridiculous pictures, and talk about delicious food. I won't hate you and leave forever or anything. I understand some of your are web-shy. It'd just be nice to not look like someone who might lick pennies and talk to herself on the internet.

I feel like I should draw a picture for this, but I have no idea what.

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Gummi Bear Juice

I was going to write a blog about Aloe Vera juice, but you know what? This is all that needs to be said:

I don't know why this photo looks like I took it in the shower.

It tastes like someone threw a bucket of Gummi Bears into their Jack LaLanne Power Juicer. Delicious!