My mom is having a biopsy done today. She's pretty freaked out, so if the Buffistas could send some vibes her way, I'd really appreciate it.

I thought that the Canadian Buffistas might be amused appalled by a vision my husband had of the season finale.

WARNING: Huge season 7 spoiler

Well, it looks like I am starting on Round 2. I have been in pretty bad pain since Sunday, and am frustrated to say that I feel pretty much like I did before the surgery. My doctor has ordered another ultrasound for this afternoon. There is a chance that the cyst filled up again. I don't know much yet, but I'll keep you posted. Right now I am most worried that they WON'T find anything and that I am simply crazy. In the meantime, I am back on the sauce (narcotics) to help the pain, and have been spending most of my time sleeping. I haven't been able to work much, but my company has agreed to let me go into the negative with my PTO, so at least I'll still get paid. My spirits? Not high. I am very frustrated and starting to think I will NEVER get better.

There was some good news at the doctor's though- my biopsy showed the cyst was benign. Which wasn't a surprise, as it was highly unlikely that I have ovarian cancer because of my young age.

I'll keep you posted. Feel free to send chocolate- everything seems better when your gorging yourself on sweets. Love you guys!

I've been terribly absent in general, because things here move too fast.

But now I'm really going away for a bit--a week in London and a long weekend in Paris. I'll be meeting up with FayJay, and also spending time with Peasant and lots of time with Lovesbitca. I'll probably post highlights in my livejournal while I'm gone.

There's also a couple of snippets of new fic in the journal, starting Nov 15th for any who are interested.

Bob Saget is moving in with me this weekend and I am totally freaked out and scared because I have never lived with anyone like that, and I've lived alone for 12 years, and I'm such a loner, but I'm also kind of excited about it and happy.

Also: still very pretty. In case you need to update your journals.

More good news:

I mentioned last week that I was going to be doing the annual fundraising for my radio station last Friday. I did great! I raised about $5,500 during my two hour program. That was more than any other program on WMBR and more than $1,000 better than my total last year. Over the week, we raised around $72,000. We usually get almost all of the money pledged (most is done via credit card), plus people send in donations even if they haven't pledged. So we expect to receive $75,000 when all is said and done.

Although fundraising week offically ended on Monday, we're still taking internet pledges through this Thursday. [link]

My ultrasound and urine test came back normal, which would be great news if it weren't for the fact that I am still in pain and feeling lousy. The surgeon has turned me back over to my regular doctor, so I'll have to wait to see what she thinks. I'm getting really really depressed, and I feel guilty that I still don't feel well. And I'm scared, partly because I am afraid there is something terribly wrong and partly because I am afraid there is nothing at all wrong and I'm just crazy. I don't know what to do. Send me healing vibes and mental health vibes please! I miss you guys. I miss my normal life. I'm now going to go back to bed. Again. Sigh. *kisses*

I'll be absent for a while because DH and I are leaving tomorrow for a weekend away. Next week I'll also (hopefully) find out if I will be getting surgery to fix my sinus problems. I haven't been able to smell or taste since June (other than once at Elena's and once at Thanksgiving).

Apparently in my six months at my new job I have accured through bonuses and overtime a grand total of 114.75 hours of Paid Time Off.

I have to use it by the end of the year or lose it.

I'm taking off Thanksgiving day, then I will be off from December 7- December 23, work four days (including Christmas) then have a four day weekend.

I will work 9 days in December.

And no, I have no idea what I'll be doing. I'm still in "Holy Crap!" mode.

Great-Uncle is coming around some. He will likely have some hemiplegia, but everyone is pretty optimistic. I think the vibes worked. Thanks.