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And that was my Thanksgiving. Hope yours was enjoyable.
- I am:
full
So here it is: Kida had an appendicitis. ... An appendicitis. A... motherFUCKING appendicitis!! Those doctors spend how many days testing a lump and it turns out to be something that coulda been removed the first day? The first fucking afternoon?! Neither of us got any decent amount of sleep in the days we were in there; we should sue them for the mental stress! ... Deep breathes... OK... I'm still pissed off, but I'm calm again. I'll just take a good swing at the punching bag later.
Thinking a little more clearly I guess the doctors were confused and had reason for concern over a lump in her stomach; according to Kida Aquians don't even HAVE appendixes. She must've got that from Theo, being a halfie. *rolls eyes* Could probably also explain how it didn't burst or something, I don't know. -_- Why do we even have appendixes when they don't even DO anything? Like tonsils. You remove them and your voice changes. I had puberty to thank for that.
Anyway, Kida and I are home, thanks for your concerns and prayers, they were a help in one way or another. Kida's doing fine now, pretty much back to her mellow, torturing happy self. We just need a couple more days to catch up on our sleep so we won't look/act like zombies and it's like nothing ever happened.
... ... ... Well, except for one thing... Does anyone want to make $5,000 for cleaning out our refridgerator?
- I am: relieved
I just can't work right now... I can't think straight at the Tracks, and I keep blanking out Cam's trainer while I'm beating the shit out of the punching bag. When your wife is in pain to the point of immobile that can happen. Hospitals make me so restless; there's just a lot of stress there and worrying about what shit is what and past experiences make me almost physically ill. Dash getting shot, Shades poisoned with a fractured skull... and now, Kida and the mystery lump in her stomach. I'm worried shitless about what it could be... but I try not to show it too much in front of Kida because she has enough concerns. It's hard, though... I mean, what if it's a tumor? If it's in the right place she'd need to get a hysterectomy. We'd never be able to have kitts together... ... What if it's a kitt? Nah, the doctors wouldn't be concerned if it was. I-I just hope it's curable, some medication, maybe some mild surgery, and a few weeks to recover. Yeah, that's all it needs, Casey, don't be pulling your hair out. Just take some time off to be home to take messages and take care of the little woman.
... Of course, that doesn't stop Pop from making me collect some parts for the Tracks. I decided to do my "shopping" at the new base at the Salvage Yard. They sell scrap metal; surely they have what I need. I fell flat on my tail when I was pulling the tailpipe from one of the piles, just in time for this brown tom to see me. He was kind of a quiet guy, probably not the social type. He seemed alright if he wasn't such a smart-ass. He had a water bottle with him, had some red liquid on the outside of it... nothing I was familiar with. When Sky suddenly showed up out of nowhere, he acted like she was the devil or some shit, growling and hissing... Sky seemed very uneasy, too! Turns out HE is a real live VAMPIRE named Cage Blunt... which would explain the uneasiness: holiness meeting unholiness. To Cage a half-angel is like a walking cross or something. Sky was unusually cold; I guess something as unholy as a vampire would put her in a mood. I couldn't take much more of it, so I excused myself to make my purchase. Sky knew about Kida's troubles, and offered her healing services if she could. ... If it turns out to be a tumor I really doubt she could heal her like that. It would be nice...
Heh, a real vampire... when I think about all those monster movies Kida and I mocked...
- I am:
tired
My life has become kinda repetative lately... morning: training. Afternoon: sleeping off the training. Evening: Kida time. Kida seems to still be having stomach issues, which puts a cramp on our fun time. I try to keep her from working too hard, like trying to get all the other NSKs to build their own Cyclotrons, but she's pretty bullheaded. She's grumpier anymore because of her stomach and pretty much snaps at anything that moves. She seems to put up with Damien, though... why, I don't know. *rolls eyes* I'll try to get her to see a doctor sometime soon. Hopefully it's something treatable and nothing serious.
So that's what's going on with me, so you know. Hmm, I should try to find a belated birthday present for Cam... oh, and within a few weeks, Kida's birthday.
- I am:
stressed
- I am:
sore
Well, this journal's been staring at me for a while... and I finally blinked, so it dared me to write something. The studio wants us (that's me, Kida, and FF) to do another movie together since our chemistry worked so well in Motor, and I like to have an excuse to slug Cam. *smug* I'm gonna have lots of chances in this next movie, 'cuz he and I are gonna be wrestlers. ... Yeah, I think MWA wanted something closer to home or some shit. Currently the title's called Three Count and some misunderstandings turn best buds FF and I into enemies. Tch, I lost the race to him in Motor 'cuz he crashed into me, but I'm hoping I get to KO him in the Three Count finale! Hah! ... Although I've heard rumors of a Motor sequel... but that's probably wishful thinking for fans, to see Dalek Blitz actually win the jackpot prize.
Kida and I are still deciding on which magazine to sell our wedding pictures to... although Toni suggested we hold a private auction with a few of the more trustworthy magazines to sell them to, and donate the money to various charities. ... Hey, Brad and Angelina got over a million just for pictures of their twins, so why not?
- I am:
okay
Hey folks, just a journal here to let you know Kida and I are back home from our honeymoon. Yeah, we snuck off to Ana Kata Island to elope, all quiet like so the press wouldn't follow our every step when they see Kida wearing a white dress and going into a church or something. Nah, we've always had eloping on our minds, although our moms wanted a big-ass wedding ceremony, which would've been too flashy for us.
The wedding went along well, we had Cam and Sky come along to be best kat and maid of honor. Cam was hurt because he didn't get to throw me a revenge killer stag night. Yeah, during his we both got drunk and his wrestling buddies pulled a prank on us... Anyway, the wedding didn't worry me, so much as Ma nearly breaking my back hugging me, ranting "MY BABY!" after I said "I do." Yeah, I'll be seeing a chiropractor for a couple weeks or so.
Two weeks at Ana Kata Island... I think Cam and Sky enjoyed themselves, and Kida and I did the same. ... Shut up you pervs; we stayed in our own honeymoon suites. On the ride back to MKC Cam had an overly cocky grin and Sky looked like she had something on her mind... I didn't ask, but Cam was probably proud that he got Sky to do some naughty things in public places and Sky was probably embarrassed... either that or she's late. The ride back was uneventful since it only took a few minutes. We went our seperate ways back to our respected homes. Toni was housesitting for us while we were gone, a few things were out of place but nothing stolen. A weird thing, though... my bike is squeaking more than it should... and our bedsheets were washed. They didn't need to be since we were gone. Oh well.
Now Kida and I have to decide which magazine to sell our wedding pictures to.
- I am: content
