So I slept in again...

Yup, I slept in 'til quarter after 12:00.

Anyways. Here's what went on over the weekend.

Friday

Katie came over. She and Mom went to see Grandma in the hospital. I meanwhile stayed home - I think I worked on my cotton shawl. I think I'll bind off when I've used up the rest of the skein - I have more of that cotton, but I think I'll use it for something else. I was kinda ticked, because I'm pretty sure Mom said I could visit Grandma on Friday, but it didn't turn out that way.

We ordered Chinese take-out when Dad came back from picking Katie and Mom up from the hospital. When Dad picked up the Chinese food and people started loading up plates, I waited patiently in the living room until 'the horde' was done getting food. That's when all hell broke loose.

Dad: "Sam, do you want a plate or a trough (meaning a wide, shallow bowl from IKEA)?"

Me: "I'll wait until you guys are done getting food."

And then he started yelling at me about whether I wanted a plate or a 'trough', and I kept replying that I'd wait. It got to the point that he came out with a 'trough', and asked me again which I wanted, so I grabbed the 'trough' from him and yelled something like, "Fine! I'll take the bowl and wait out here!" Sometime in the whole argument he told me to give him the bowl and go to my room. I gave him the bowl and stayed where I was. I think he stormed into the kitchen, and Katie came out and did her whole stupid 'chill out' BS, and I shoved past her and went on my computer until Mom called me down to eat some dinner. She told me that Dad was acting like a spoiled brat. She was right - he was sitting at his computer, practically pouting, and when I was eating and Mom told him to get some food, he was all, "Oh, I'm allowed in there now?"

Saturday

Katie and Mom went to see Grandma again. I told Katie about how I was pissed off about me having to stay home, and she told me that Mom wasn't making me stay home. So I asked Mom if I was staying home, and she said "Sure", or something to that effect. Katie told her that I'd wanted to come, but in hte end, I decided to stay home, because Mom said that Patti was probaby going to be there - if I had gone, I probably would've slugged Patti's nasty face, since she had the nerve to not call Mom when she was supposed to.

Sunday (yesterday)

After going to church, going to Fortino's and going home to eat lunch, we went down to the hospital to see Grandma. I had looked at some photos of Grandma when we were in church, so I kinda knew what to expect.

She looked... tired. I think she liked the potted plant we gave her (call it a superstition, but I was kinda wary of giving her a potted plant, in case it would be bad luck - 'rooted in hospital'). She got a little confused and wished me a happy birthday - I think she meant to wish Breanne (who wasn't there) a happy birthday, because Breanne's a January baby. She wanted to see my healing mouth, so I tipped my head back and opened my mouth for her to look, and later she asked if my mouth was sore. It was so sweet of her. There were two other people other than Grandpa in the room - I later found out that they were Colleen and... Nick? I think? I'm not sure if they're extended family or close friends. I think I last saw Colleen at Patti's fortieth birthday party a while back. Or maybe it was another Colleen.

So anyways. Grandpa wheeled her out and around for a bit. We chatted about food (Grandma said that she didn't like the hospital chili, because it was too spicy). Mom said she might make a nice, easy-to-swallow soup for Grandma, like the carrot and ginger soup Mom makes, with about half the ginger so that it isn't too strong. Grandpa massaged Grandma. A couple of nurses helped her into bed. We chatted some more about food. Grandma tried to make a phone call, but I don't think she got through to the person she was calling. Then we left. We had Swiss Chalet take-out chicken for dinner.

Mom says we might visit her again on Wednesday. We told Stephen about our current situation with Grandma and my healing mouth, so he probably won't mind if I skip youth group. Actually, I don't think I'll be going back to youth group until the stitches in my mouth are taken out, as a safety measure, since Stone is so keen on throwing crap at me.

I slept in until, as I mentioned earlier, 12:15. I must've been tired. One thing I still haven't done is try reinstalling Human 3D. Maybe tomorrow.

So, I'm finished taking medication for my mouth! Yay! Now I don't have to get up at 8 to take medication :) I do still have to use an antiseptic rinse to clean the area, which is a bit gross, considering I have to wait half an hour to rinse with water after using the rinse, which seems to generate a lot of spit. Eww.

Mom made ham and bean soup, and pureed it. Hopefully it'll be smooth enough for Grandma to eat. It's tasty.

My cat was jumping up on my desk, CPU and monitor a lot this afternoon. Weird. I know she likes being in the highest point of the room, but come on!

Letterman's on tonight! Yay!

Another semi-productive day.

I didn't do any algebra, but I did work on my shawl, and I started the Clapotis for Grandma. I didn't read today, really - I might've tried reading a bit of The Complete Idiot's Guide to World Mythology, but I can't remember.

While I was knitting, I was watching TV. I watched The Ellen Degeneres Show at 10:00 after Maury. Then I watched The View at 11:00, then the 12:00 news, then Rosanne at 12:30, then an old episode of Gilmore Girls at 1:00. I think I started the day's knitting at 1:00. Then I put on Galaxie GoldRock, but it was boring me, so I put in season one of Black Books and continued knitting. And eating.

Speaking of eating, I ate a sandwich. Two, actually. Mom had brought up some buns that are like miniature sub buns, so I sliced one and put smoked salmon cream cheese on it and ate it by tearing chunks off and chewing. Yay! The second was one with processed cheese slices.

I think I started the Clapotis this afternoon, while I watched Black Books. So far it's going good. I like the feel of the yarn - it kinds feels like cotton, but.... stretchy.

So, I'm not even sure if I'm visiting Grandma tomorrow, because when Mom and Dad were talking about going down to the hospital tomorrow, she said something about picking her and Katie up at the hospital when they were finished visiting. Or something like that. She didn't mention me at all. I'm kinda ticked, because I feel I should visit her. Now, I'm prepared for it. I know her face may look different from the stroke. I know she might be a bit gloomy. But I think I can handle it.

I finally got to the library today. It turns out that I returned that U2 CD just in the nick of time, because I didn't have to pay a fine for it. Sweet! I picked up...

The Encyclopedia of Punk
Whole Lotta Led Zeppelin
David Gilmour: About Face (a CD)
A knitting book called Color Style
A teen book called Drop. It's about these teenagers who get involved in gambling. Looks interesting.

Howdy

I stayed in my PJ's all day :p

I got some stuff done, though - I worked on my kerchief scarf/shawl and did some laundry. In fact, I should probably check on my laundry soon, so that I remember to put my pillow in the wash.

Why does my pillow need to be washed? Well, thanks to my healing mouth, I tend to bleed a little on my pillow. It looks so gross, but it looks worse than it actually is.

Mom and Dad went to visit Grandma today. Mom decided that I shouldn't visit her right away, because she'd be tired, so I stayed home. I watched Coronation Street (it was a pretty exciting episode... one of the characters got arrested! :D), worked on my shawl (I should've cast on for Grandma's Clapotis, but I felt like working on my shawl), and did laundry. After Coronation Street and Jeopardy!, there wasn't much on TV except for The Week the Women Went on CBC, so I flipped between Galaxie music channels and listened to music while knitting and doing laundry.

Mom and Dad had left at around 6:00, and got home at around 8. Mom says that Grandpa... well, he made it sound like Grandma is doing better than she really is - sugar-coated it, I guess. Mom says I can go visit her on Friday, when Katie's here.

So we put on The Week the Women Went until Coronation Street came on a later feed, because Mom had missed it. I folded the towels that were brought up earlier, because Mom needed the hamper for her stuff - she wound up putting her stuff in the green rocking chair, though.

...There. Now my pillow's in the wash.

So, I've been a lot perkier today, which is good. I might be able to focus on my algebra tomorrow. Speaking of tomorrow, I have to get to the library, because one of the CDs I have out was due today. I managed to renew the two books that were also due today, though. I also have to try reinstalling Human 3D, and I have to muck around with Media Player so that I can put all of my music on that as well as iTunes. That way, I can use all of my music with Windows Movie Maker.

Today has been a better day.

More info on the tooth.

I was very upset when I posted about my tooth, so I'll try again.

When Dr. G started drilling the hole into the bone graft, a piece came out. This was because the bone graft was too thin. So, he put another, larger piece of cow bone in my mouth. It hasn't completely healed up yet, so I can't wear my flipper yet.

Because I'm on a diet of liquid and semisolid foods, I've been eating Kozy Shack rice pudding and chocolate pudding. We got it when we went to Metro, because Mom thought I'd be on soft foods after the post went in. Good thing she got it, because I'm on soft food due to a second bone graft. Yay me :p We got ginger ale recently, too - probably when Dad went to Shoppers Drug Mart to buy pop. It's a pleasant change from water, I must say - my stomach's been a bit off today, probably because I was swallowing my own blood in my sleep, as gross as that sounds.

I might go visit Grandma today, and if we have time, Mom wants the two of us to go to Second Cup to knit with the other gals. I don't have a problem with going to visit Grandma, I'm just not sure if I should go to Second Cup - I guess it would be all right, as long as I get an Italian soda and keep my mouth closed so that I don't gross people out with my awesome new bone graft. But I can't get a warm drink like white hot chocolate, because I've been trying to drink through the side of my mouth, and... well, it would be difficult. Best stick to cold drinks, since I can probably use a straw without poking my stitches.

What a day.

Barack Obama is now president of the United States of America.

I am so friggin' happy.

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A PIECE CAME OUT OF THE BONE GRAFT, SO NOW I HAVE TO DO ALL THIS SHIT OVER AGAIN!!!!! THE BONE GRAFT, THE FLIPPER, EVERYTHING!!!!!!

You have no idea how upset I am. I'm sick of this. It's really depressing me now. I wanted the post in today, but the stupid bone graft wouldn't allow it!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My back is sore

I think I slept funny last night, because my back and neck are sore.

Mom made butter chicken last night. She didn't make the sauce from scratch - we bought a jar of butter chicken sauce a little while ago, so Mom used that. It was still pretty darn yummy. I think I'll have some for lunch.

So last night Mom and Dad watched the Sons of Anarchy marathon on Super Channel. I think it's still going tonight, which means I'll miss the inaugural concert thingy, but it's being replayed tomorrow and Tuesday, so that's awesome :) I can watch it after my dental appointment, if I'm home in time.

Ah yes. My dental appointment. The appointment in which I get the metal post for my fake tooth put in. Should be fun.... NOT. I'm not looking forward to being poked and prodded with pointy metal instruments while my father tells me to relax. Luckily, we got some chocolate pudding and rice pudding for after the 'big show', as Juno might put it.

I have to go get food now.