A Cyst-Kabob!

Ha ha...haa.... Hmm. I guess that's not so much funny as disgusting...

Anyway, I don't think many of you knew that I had an MRI a couple of weeks ago to look at my lower back at two discs that have, as far as I know, bulged out enough to put pressure on my sciatic nerve that is causing me numbness in the underside of my left leg, to put it shortly.

So, I got the results today and the doctor bascially told me what I just typed for you above. BUT, (there is always a "but", it seems) He also told me that I have a cyst on one of my ovaries. He called it a "Functional Cyst". I didn't really know what that was all about so I didn't ask the doctor, of course, I turned to the Internet in my quest for information! Google and Wikipedia to be exact, and found this:

Some, called functional cysts, or simple cysts, are part of the normal process of menstration. They have nothing to do with disease, and can be treated.

And here are a few facts about ovarian cysts: (some of you may not be interested...)
-An ovarian cyst is any collection of fluid, surrounded by a very thin wall, within an ovary
-Most ovarian cysts are functional in nature, and harmless (like, in the forest?) ha haa....
-Ovarian cysts affect women of all ages

I was told that this is not something to be worried about, but that it would be wise to get it checked out to be safe, of course. So that's what I'm going to do. And I'm not worried, I'm actually worried about the way I must get it checked out... ug-ghh...

ANYWAY... that's what's happening in the wonderful world of Kim.

prayers are welcome.

it just happens to be a thursday... and it sucks.

Getting up out of bed is becoming increasingly harder every morning. I got up today and the sun hadn't risen yet, and when it is still dark out and I have to wake up and start my day I basically have to convince myself every minute that it actaully is morning and I need to start doing something to get ready for the day even thought it looks like it's midnight and I should be in bed. I hate this time of year only for that reason, so much so that I would write a crazy run-on sentance and not even care what Cynthia or Corrie think of it.

When the frick does the time change happen now?
This time change thing is stupid.
I wish I lived in Saskatchewan.
I'm grumpy today.
And I'm hungry.

thanks and giving

the time of year came and went again: thanksgiving. it was good. I ate too much, did too much laying around, and sleeping, but it was all very restfull. my family and I were at the cabin and it was probably the worst weather I can remember for Thanksgiving weekend, but it did force me to be unactive which was good for my back. But then I got a bit sick, so I had to be unactive the rest of the weekend...

anyway, I had two dinners to go to, which were both delicious and pleasing. I love food, and I love family. Thanksgiving is just like Christmas, but without presents (which I kind of like for a change) and it was especially like Christmas last night when on the way home from the Oost's it starting snowing! you should have seen the faces on Nick and his dear brother. I thought they might cry they were so excited....

so, that was my thanksgiving; I didn't do a lot of giving this year, but I sure did a lot of thanking!

I wish I had some pictures to show of my relaxing weekend, but I'm afraid I didn't take any pictures. however, one of my sisters did and hopefully she can post an AWESOME blogy blog about what we did on our "Thanksgiving weekend Inside" (hint hint pam...)

Loonie

Today I found a loonie and I was fairly surprised at my reaction to the situation, or lack thereof. You know when you were a kid and you saw money on the ground? I used to be so excited when it happened. One time I found a five dollar bill and thought I had gone to heaven...

But today, I was not at all overjoyed to find a loonie on the ground in a parking lot, mind you I was late for a class, but usually I'm genuinly excited to find any kind of money.

Then I thought, When did I become so boring? My reaction was like this: "Ooooo..."

And "Ahhhhh..." (Both with a hint of sarcasm)

My reaction should have been more like this: "HOLY MOTHER OF PEARL!! I FOUND A LOONIE!!! DID EVERYONE SEE THIS? A LOONIE!!"

But now I'm thinking that maybe I was so numb about the whole experience because I just spent 200 of these pretty little coins on textbooks in the last month and now this loonie just seems so... insignificant. And I can't buy much with one loonie any more...

Oh well. I'll spend it anyway.

Moral of this story: It doesn't matter if you are excited or not about someting you found, just take it and use it and be happy you got something for nothing.

This never gets old...

well maybe, but I'm not sick of it.

(watch only if you have time...):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z9Kty0DXD-8

If you ever want to see a guy vulnerable, just get him to fall in love with you

ahh... back to my old self.

I love paintings. I can lose myself in one and it's meaning... what was the artist thinking? feeling? experiencing? that would lead them to paint such a thing...

Today my painting is called "The Kiss".

Painted by Edvard Munch in 1902.

It's kind of hard to make it out, but the pose and even just the act itself is portrayed as so delicate, which I think it is (hense my post title).

I don't think I've ever seen a man so vulnerable as when he is in love with a woman.

I also love how the atmosphere around them is almost non-exsistent, just a blur; nothing else matters.

“The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.” Emil Ludwig

Have a good weekend everyone!!

The Date

I think Nicholas and I have actually set a date for our wedding. We had kind of settled on June 2008 as the month, but now a day has been selected! Yay. June 28, 2008. I think that is a nice date. Nick nodded when I asked him, so I guess that means he's alright with it...

If you are reading this you'll probably be invited, so book your calendars now! Yay.

On a different and more of a "feel sorry for myself" note, I don't know how many of you know but I have been having lower back trouble for a while, starting with a couple of slipped discs that started to pinch my sciatic nerve. That injury was well on it's way to being healed, when I thought a canoe trip would do me some good. It was a great trip, but not as "good" for me as I thought.

So, I came home with a badly pinched sciatic nerve with pain and numbness all the way down my left leg. I know, wah wah wah.... But anybody who has ever had trouble with their sciatic nerve will be sympathetic to me.

IT SUCKS.

When I went to my chiropractor for the second injury of the summer, he looked me up and down as I gimped into the room and said, "You've really done it this time, haven't you?" Thanks. Thanks a lot. He then preceeded to tell me I was too young for this to happen to me, blah, blah, blah.

Anyway, it's still numb, and I have no movement in my two smallest toes on my left foot. This is very frustrating. I do actaully feel like a Gimp. Becky has taken to calling me Gimpy and I'm pretty okay with it. Some days are better than others, I don't feel that much pain anymore, but the limp in my every step is just a constant reminder that I actaully am a Gimp...

I'm doing everything the doctors told me to do; taking anti-inflamitories, do daily stretches and just trying to keep positive. With these things in place, recovery time is any where from months to over a year. Yay... : ( not really) Although, I haven't been praying about it. I don't know why not, it just seems like it's going to get better. Simple-mindedness must really frustrate God. But I would like to ask for prayer for healing, even if it's just once and a while when you remeber. I would really appreciate it. I will try and do he same.

So, the "feel sorry for myself" part was longer than I expected... But none the less this was a better bloggy blog than most.

I guess I'm set

So.... Lo and behold, I have entered the realm of the cellphone owners, kind of. I have to say, I never thought that I would own one but as I held it in my hand this morning I found that I do.

It's a nice one, free with the plan of course, no extra "features" as they call them. I'm going the cheapest way I can with this one.

Example: Yesterday I was on my way home from school when I thought, Why don't I call my Mom at home to see if she needs anything fromthe store while I'm still out? But because it was before 6 pm, and I knew that Nick (the buddy of my plan) was at my house at the time, I called his cell to ask my mom if she needed anything from the store, to save on daytime minutes (because virtaully every phone call between me and him are free) (*buddies!!). I'm so smart.

this is what it looks like...

but not that tiny, it's full size.

Anyway,that's my news for today, must go do more important things like learn.

School? Again?

Oh boy...

Today I registered for my last semester of college, I hope..... haha.
It was nice to know that I never have to do that again, or at least
for a while. I'm just ready to be done.

Classes start tomorrow, so here goes nothing.....

I'm ENGAGED!!! to NICK!!!

Ha ha... I thought I would make it very clear...

Anyway, we are very happy and letting it sink in for the moment...

And here's the ring, for those of you who haven't seen it yet:

And the story that goes with it is just as simple as the ring itself,

which is very fine by me. The way Nick asked me was very 'him',

simple and funny. We had just finished watching Tortilla Soup (a

cute little movie...) Then after a short bathroom break I took,

I returned to the couch to watch CTV news (how exciting, I know.

this is a very typical night for me an nick... not that I'm complaining)

And if I would have known that he was going to ask me to marry

him when I was returning from the washroom, I think I would have

noticed the hint of nervousness that he was giving off... but I was

pleasently surprised when he popped the question. And then I

started laughing like an idiot, and then even more so when he

gave the unopened box to me and said, "So....um... Will... you marry

me?" Ha ha.. it was really cute actaully, except for my annoying

laughter in the background, which I'm sure made him even more

nervous...

so that's the big story, not a lot of 'romance' but very much the

way I would have imagined it to go. Oh, and I forgot the part

where he was going to put the ring on my finger and jokingly

started to slip it onto my index finger, which made my nervous

laugh even more enjoyable to listen to....

that is the happy story

and the beginning of our happy story...