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Been a while.
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Holy shit, it's been forever since I've been online.
No, I didn't die xD
I couldn't get the scanner replaced, so I pretty much stopped. :/
I need to get back into it, but I've been working, and watching anime and tv shows and stuff.
Anyways, I might draw some more, idk yet, just figured I'd let you all know I'm not dead o_o
No, I didn't die xD
I couldn't get the scanner replaced, so I pretty much stopped. :/
I need to get back into it, but I've been working, and watching anime and tv shows and stuff.
Anyways, I might draw some more, idk yet, just figured I'd let you all know I'm not dead o_o
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Frustrated ._.
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Well I've done a few more drawings, but the downside is, my old scanner broke. I got a new one, but the drawings turn out (when scanned, in person they look great) like shit. So now I'm like super pissed because that scanner wasn't cheap, and the one thing I actually needed it for, it sucks at doing! So yeah I'm super frustrated right now. 
I'm so over it..
So anways, I had a great thanksgiving. It was a long day of prepping before the day, and then a long-er day of cooking the day of. It was all totally worth it though, and I'm super glad that I got the oppurtunity to spend time with my family. I don't get to see them nearly enough, so seeing them for the Holidays is something that makes me happy.
As for the status of my shoulder, it still hurts. The surgery fixed the problem of it popping out all the damn time, and I know that because I had another seizure 2 weeks ago. It didn't come out, but it made a weird popping noise, which my shoulder doctor's PA (whom I like better than my shoulder doctor himself xD) said was to be expected. I also hurt it again today when I woke up this morning. I always stretch my two arms above my head, so it wasn't weird that I did it again this morning. Well when I stretched it this particular morning, I moved it the wrong way and screamed out loud. Worse part about it, I had run out of pain pills just yesterday. So my mom gave me one of hers, and called the doctor, so she would call me some in. I should have been doing physical therapy, but of course, every time it came time for me to go to my appointment, I always ended up cancelling. The first time, I felt bad and just didn't want to go. The second time, it was only a few days after my last seizure, so of course I was in so much pain that I didn't want someone pulling and yanking on it. So now the people up there, my mother recently called and tried to set an appointment a few days ago, said that because I was cancelling that they couldn't see me, and that everytime I cancelled I was taking time away from people who really needed it. Really needed it? REALLY NEEDED IT? Did I not really NEED it?! That pissed me off so much. So I need to remind myself to call them and bitch at that bitch of a secretary who got snippy at my mother on the phone. That will make me feel so much better, and smug.
I'm taking requests, so feel free to let me know what kinds of anime characters you'd like to see!
Keep in mind, they won't be up until I can figure out how to fix the scanner problem.
So thanks to all who listened, or read, and I hope you all have very happy holidays! :]
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I'm so over it..
So anways, I had a great thanksgiving. It was a long day of prepping before the day, and then a long-er day of cooking the day of. It was all totally worth it though, and I'm super glad that I got the oppurtunity to spend time with my family. I don't get to see them nearly enough, so seeing them for the Holidays is something that makes me happy.
As for the status of my shoulder, it still hurts. The surgery fixed the problem of it popping out all the damn time, and I know that because I had another seizure 2 weeks ago. It didn't come out, but it made a weird popping noise, which my shoulder doctor's PA (whom I like better than my shoulder doctor himself xD) said was to be expected. I also hurt it again today when I woke up this morning. I always stretch my two arms above my head, so it wasn't weird that I did it again this morning. Well when I stretched it this particular morning, I moved it the wrong way and screamed out loud. Worse part about it, I had run out of pain pills just yesterday. So my mom gave me one of hers, and called the doctor, so she would call me some in. I should have been doing physical therapy, but of course, every time it came time for me to go to my appointment, I always ended up cancelling. The first time, I felt bad and just didn't want to go. The second time, it was only a few days after my last seizure, so of course I was in so much pain that I didn't want someone pulling and yanking on it. So now the people up there, my mother recently called and tried to set an appointment a few days ago, said that because I was cancelling that they couldn't see me, and that everytime I cancelled I was taking time away from people who really needed it. Really needed it? REALLY NEEDED IT? Did I not really NEED it?! That pissed me off so much. So I need to remind myself to call them and bitch at that bitch of a secretary who got snippy at my mother on the phone. That will make me feel so much better, and smug.
I'm taking requests, so feel free to let me know what kinds of anime characters you'd like to see!
Keep in mind, they won't be up until I can figure out how to fix the scanner problem.
So thanks to all who listened, or read, and I hope you all have very happy holidays! :]
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Surgery Tomorrow!~
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So tommorow's almost here, and it's time for my shoulder surgery.
It's kinda funny, because everyone else seems to be stressing out more than I am. So they are going in in about 4 different places, and since my dad had shoulder surgery before to remove a bone spur, I know that when it heals it looks like a gunshot wound. Only difference with mine is what they're doing. Instead, my shoulder doctor Messina is gunna re-attach all of my torn tendons and ligaments. Only thing I'm worried about is pain. I've got vicodin though, so that's pretty neat.
My mother bitched something fierce when she had her arm operated on.
Made me want to slap her!
Have to shower, then post the drawing of Urahara I did. Have to check my e-mail, because I'm still fixing my scanner, so I had a friend scan it and send it to myself. So that will be up later tonight, or early in the morning.
Little bit anxious, but I should be alright.
Wish me luck, guys!
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It's kinda funny, because everyone else seems to be stressing out more than I am. So they are going in in about 4 different places, and since my dad had shoulder surgery before to remove a bone spur, I know that when it heals it looks like a gunshot wound. Only difference with mine is what they're doing. Instead, my shoulder doctor Messina is gunna re-attach all of my torn tendons and ligaments. Only thing I'm worried about is pain. I've got vicodin though, so that's pretty neat.
Made me want to slap her!
Have to shower, then post the drawing of Urahara I did. Have to check my e-mail, because I'm still fixing my scanner, so I had a friend scan it and send it to myself. So that will be up later tonight, or early in the morning.
Little bit anxious, but I should be alright.
Wish me luck, guys!
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Active Acount Again! :]
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im so sorry that i havent been on. i have my reasons why i wasnt, which ill explain below. thank you guys for having patience, and i want to just let everyone know that ill start drawing and posting more stuff soon, as soon as i fix my scanner, and that ill also be more active now. :]
so here's what prevented me from coming online:
well, in the summertime, i stayed up alot all night. and played video games. i didnt have to attend school, even when it came back, because of my health problems a doctor lets me do it at home, so i didnt have any reason to go to sleep on a schedule. i didnt realize it, but that was a particularly bad decision one night. i had stayed up for 2 days straight, then played video games for a few hours, with all of the flashing lights and noise, and then taken my medication, and fallen asleep. then all i can remember, is me waking up to my mother standing over me, asking if i was alright, and if she should call 911. and then she picked up my arm, which was just dangling over the couch, where i have to sleep because my bed makes my back hurt too bad. as soon as she picked it up, i screamed. it hurt like the worst pain ive ever been in in my life intensified 100 fold. i couldnt exactly pinpoint where it hurt the worst, but i knew it was my left arm. i was still screaming, crying, because i was woken up disoreinted and dizzy and in pain, which confused me because i didnt understand what was happening. and when my dad heard my screams, he ran in there. now, my dad is in chronic, debilitating pain every single moment of every single day, that causes him to have to have help with even the simplest of tasks. he can barely move as it was. and to add onto all of that, he's on oxygen because one of his lungs is partially paralyzed. but hearing me scream at the top of my lungs, he just ran in there with absolutely no oxygen at all, and not worrying about his own health, asked me if i was ok, and where did it hurt, and what happened. i was still extremely disoreinted and didnt understand all of what was going on, but i then realized what i was doing to him. i was getting him worried, running up his blood pressure, and heart beat causing him to not be able to breathe and forget his oxygen and have his back go out on him while he was running in there to make sure i was ok with no regard for himself. so me being the way i am, i told him i was ok, and that he needed to go sit down, and put his oxygen back on. finally he listened to me, and went back into his room to sit down and get air. as soon as he left though, i broke down. knowing what i had just caused him to do, that tore out my heart. and i was in so much pain, that being tough was nothing to worry about. so i cried. i didnt scream, i stopped that because my dad would be even more worried. but i cried. and my mom asked if we should call 911 but i said no, letting vanity get the better of me. i mean, my hair was a wreck, i hadnt slept in 2 days, my eyes were red from crying. so i took some pain meds, which without those, i wouldnt be able to sleep, and slept. i woke up later, having slept terribly, and got in the shower. i couldnt move my arm much, and when i did, it was excruciating pain. so, i couldnt shower without help, which i got from my mother. she stayed with me in that shower, and helped me all the way through it. thats good parenting. so we went to the ER, where we sat for at least 3 hours. finally they got me a room, and we went back. i told them what happened, and they took their sweet time doing anything. they put an iv in. and then they sent me off for an x-ray of my left shoulder and arm. i came back and got as comfortable as i could get at that moment, and the waiting ensued. so they finally came back with copies of the x-rays and pulled them up on the computer. they showed me where my shoulder had popped completely out of the socket. they then got a bunch of people in there, gave me some pain meds, and i fell asleep. when i woke up i felt instantly better. not because i wasnt doped up anymore, but because i felt my arm being back where it was supposed to be, and it was supported in a sling. they drew some blood (it was funny because they had to get the guy to come down from the lab to do it, because nobody could get any blood out of my arms. and even he said that i was the most difficult to draw blood from in a few years.), gave me more meds and a prescription, and sent us on our way. i went home and went to sleep. so all that happened that time was the tendons and ligaments attached to the bone there that keeps your ball in socket, stretched. and after physical therapy it fixed it. so anyways, after that i got a previous back doctor to send me to a pain management doctor. the same one who is my mom's. and he told me that about my back the best course of action would be to prescribe me some tramadol, and give me a quartizone shot in my spine. so he gave me the shot in my spine, in the joint that is near the sciatic nerves, and i felt him hit the nerve, because i felt a sharp shooting pain to my foot. that made me shout because you cant exactly be quiet when you feel that. so after the shot, my back felt infinately better. it did wonders for my back. so just as i got my hopes up about doing some things around the house, something else just had to go wrong. i stayed up all night again, played video games, took my meds, and fell asleep with the tv on and loud. i had another seizure. my mom came in there and knew not to shake me or touch me, and i woke up, disoreinted and dizzy. she told me i had another seizure, and that she knew because she heard a sucking noise, like gasping for air, and she went to go check on what it was and saw me having another seizure. thank heavens for parents who check on something when it doesnt sound right. i felt my shoulder hurting, and thats when i knew. a second dislocation. i wasnt about to go and sit in an emergency room for 3 hours again for them to take forever to see me and give me pain meds, and then telling me what i already know. so anyways, to solve the problem, i went into the hallway, and ran my shoulder up against the wall. which when i told people, they didnt believe me, but it happened. ask my mom, she watched. and basically i knew that as bad as my arm was hurting right then, it would hurt worse to run up against a wall, but then i wouldnt be in nearly as much pain afterwards. so thats what i did, i popped it back in. anyways, then my mom called my sports medicine doctor, and explained what happened, and then he got me in as soon as he could. so i went there, and he checked it, and ordered an MRI with contrast of it. he said that usually they dont come out again. and only in 20% of cases does it come out again. of course, with luck like mine, i had to be one of those people. so come time for the MRI, i got to take a valium, which the doctor ordered, because i cant be inside a small tube like that for long with my claustrophobia. so i put on the gown, and they took initial x-rays. then i laid down on a table where they put this thing that showed my shoulder on a screen and the guy who would be putting in the contrast came in. he cleaned up the area, and then numbed the area. i wasnt supposed to watch, but it looked pretty cool. so i got to see him put this big ass needle in my shoulder, and i saw it on the screen being aligned with my shoulder joint. i felt it hit the joint. so then i put my clothes back on and sat in the waiting room for them to call me back for the MRI. the valium i felt was wearing off, and that made me pissed off, because i had to get this MRI before that happened. we sat there for at LEAST 30 minutes. thats so stupid, because that was longer than the MRI took. we got a cd and left. finally it came time for the follow up with the doctor to review the results. it was really early in the morning, and i thought it would be a waste of time because my shoulder felt fine, and i could move it all around. and it only hurt when i moved it certain ways, or when i did something repetitively. so the doctor finally came in and sat down, asked how i was feeling, how my arm felt, and pulled the MRI up on the computer screen. then he dropped the bomb. he said, "we have a problem. you seem to have torn all of your tendons and ligaments off of the bone near the ball and socket." i tried not to look at the screen, because every time i did, i was psyching myself out, and my brain was making my arm hurt. so now i need surgery. which i will be having, FRIDAY the 26th, at 6:00am. so you see, all of this has slowed my life down quite a bit. and ive been unable to sit at the computer and do anything. but, my parents just bought me a laptop, for which i am very grateful, and now i can be on as long and as often as possible, while hurting as little and minimal as probable.
so thank you guys, for being patient. and if you have read this far, i applaud you.
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so here's what prevented me from coming online:
well, in the summertime, i stayed up alot all night. and played video games. i didnt have to attend school, even when it came back, because of my health problems a doctor lets me do it at home, so i didnt have any reason to go to sleep on a schedule. i didnt realize it, but that was a particularly bad decision one night. i had stayed up for 2 days straight, then played video games for a few hours, with all of the flashing lights and noise, and then taken my medication, and fallen asleep. then all i can remember, is me waking up to my mother standing over me, asking if i was alright, and if she should call 911. and then she picked up my arm, which was just dangling over the couch, where i have to sleep because my bed makes my back hurt too bad. as soon as she picked it up, i screamed. it hurt like the worst pain ive ever been in in my life intensified 100 fold. i couldnt exactly pinpoint where it hurt the worst, but i knew it was my left arm. i was still screaming, crying, because i was woken up disoreinted and dizzy and in pain, which confused me because i didnt understand what was happening. and when my dad heard my screams, he ran in there. now, my dad is in chronic, debilitating pain every single moment of every single day, that causes him to have to have help with even the simplest of tasks. he can barely move as it was. and to add onto all of that, he's on oxygen because one of his lungs is partially paralyzed. but hearing me scream at the top of my lungs, he just ran in there with absolutely no oxygen at all, and not worrying about his own health, asked me if i was ok, and where did it hurt, and what happened. i was still extremely disoreinted and didnt understand all of what was going on, but i then realized what i was doing to him. i was getting him worried, running up his blood pressure, and heart beat causing him to not be able to breathe and forget his oxygen and have his back go out on him while he was running in there to make sure i was ok with no regard for himself. so me being the way i am, i told him i was ok, and that he needed to go sit down, and put his oxygen back on. finally he listened to me, and went back into his room to sit down and get air. as soon as he left though, i broke down. knowing what i had just caused him to do, that tore out my heart. and i was in so much pain, that being tough was nothing to worry about. so i cried. i didnt scream, i stopped that because my dad would be even more worried. but i cried. and my mom asked if we should call 911 but i said no, letting vanity get the better of me. i mean, my hair was a wreck, i hadnt slept in 2 days, my eyes were red from crying. so i took some pain meds, which without those, i wouldnt be able to sleep, and slept. i woke up later, having slept terribly, and got in the shower. i couldnt move my arm much, and when i did, it was excruciating pain. so, i couldnt shower without help, which i got from my mother. she stayed with me in that shower, and helped me all the way through it. thats good parenting. so we went to the ER, where we sat for at least 3 hours. finally they got me a room, and we went back. i told them what happened, and they took their sweet time doing anything. they put an iv in. and then they sent me off for an x-ray of my left shoulder and arm. i came back and got as comfortable as i could get at that moment, and the waiting ensued. so they finally came back with copies of the x-rays and pulled them up on the computer. they showed me where my shoulder had popped completely out of the socket. they then got a bunch of people in there, gave me some pain meds, and i fell asleep. when i woke up i felt instantly better. not because i wasnt doped up anymore, but because i felt my arm being back where it was supposed to be, and it was supported in a sling. they drew some blood (it was funny because they had to get the guy to come down from the lab to do it, because nobody could get any blood out of my arms. and even he said that i was the most difficult to draw blood from in a few years.), gave me more meds and a prescription, and sent us on our way. i went home and went to sleep. so all that happened that time was the tendons and ligaments attached to the bone there that keeps your ball in socket, stretched. and after physical therapy it fixed it. so anyways, after that i got a previous back doctor to send me to a pain management doctor. the same one who is my mom's. and he told me that about my back the best course of action would be to prescribe me some tramadol, and give me a quartizone shot in my spine. so he gave me the shot in my spine, in the joint that is near the sciatic nerves, and i felt him hit the nerve, because i felt a sharp shooting pain to my foot. that made me shout because you cant exactly be quiet when you feel that. so after the shot, my back felt infinately better. it did wonders for my back. so just as i got my hopes up about doing some things around the house, something else just had to go wrong. i stayed up all night again, played video games, took my meds, and fell asleep with the tv on and loud. i had another seizure. my mom came in there and knew not to shake me or touch me, and i woke up, disoreinted and dizzy. she told me i had another seizure, and that she knew because she heard a sucking noise, like gasping for air, and she went to go check on what it was and saw me having another seizure. thank heavens for parents who check on something when it doesnt sound right. i felt my shoulder hurting, and thats when i knew. a second dislocation. i wasnt about to go and sit in an emergency room for 3 hours again for them to take forever to see me and give me pain meds, and then telling me what i already know. so anyways, to solve the problem, i went into the hallway, and ran my shoulder up against the wall. which when i told people, they didnt believe me, but it happened. ask my mom, she watched. and basically i knew that as bad as my arm was hurting right then, it would hurt worse to run up against a wall, but then i wouldnt be in nearly as much pain afterwards. so thats what i did, i popped it back in. anyways, then my mom called my sports medicine doctor, and explained what happened, and then he got me in as soon as he could. so i went there, and he checked it, and ordered an MRI with contrast of it. he said that usually they dont come out again. and only in 20% of cases does it come out again. of course, with luck like mine, i had to be one of those people. so come time for the MRI, i got to take a valium, which the doctor ordered, because i cant be inside a small tube like that for long with my claustrophobia. so i put on the gown, and they took initial x-rays. then i laid down on a table where they put this thing that showed my shoulder on a screen and the guy who would be putting in the contrast came in. he cleaned up the area, and then numbed the area. i wasnt supposed to watch, but it looked pretty cool. so i got to see him put this big ass needle in my shoulder, and i saw it on the screen being aligned with my shoulder joint. i felt it hit the joint. so then i put my clothes back on and sat in the waiting room for them to call me back for the MRI. the valium i felt was wearing off, and that made me pissed off, because i had to get this MRI before that happened. we sat there for at LEAST 30 minutes. thats so stupid, because that was longer than the MRI took. we got a cd and left. finally it came time for the follow up with the doctor to review the results. it was really early in the morning, and i thought it would be a waste of time because my shoulder felt fine, and i could move it all around. and it only hurt when i moved it certain ways, or when i did something repetitively. so the doctor finally came in and sat down, asked how i was feeling, how my arm felt, and pulled the MRI up on the computer screen. then he dropped the bomb. he said, "we have a problem. you seem to have torn all of your tendons and ligaments off of the bone near the ball and socket." i tried not to look at the screen, because every time i did, i was psyching myself out, and my brain was making my arm hurt. so now i need surgery. which i will be having, FRIDAY the 26th, at 6:00am. so you see, all of this has slowed my life down quite a bit. and ive been unable to sit at the computer and do anything. but, my parents just bought me a laptop, for which i am very grateful, and now i can be on as long and as often as possible, while hurting as little and minimal as probable.
so thank you guys, for being patient. and if you have read this far, i applaud you.
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Been Sick :/
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I just got over double pneumonia. It was pretty bad. My lungs had fluid in them, and I had to be hospitalized for it. I'm home now, and feeling much better. But, my strength has just been like it was totally zapped away. Like I sleep all day, and do nothing. And feel crabby. That's why I've not been on for a few weeks. My energy is low, but it's getting better everyday, thankfully. So, I will be on more often, and answer messages :]
Well, I'm back now. :]
And am starting a commision! My first one O:
Many many thanks to
for the points donated ;]
He has commisioned me to do an anime character for him! (Won't let the cat out of the bag about who just yet!) I'm going to get started on it as soon as possible :3
And check out his gallery! sikaida.deviantart.com/gallery…
Or check out these links, to some of his works :]
fav.me/d3j49kw (Headshot of Ichigo Kurosaki, colored, and shaded exeptionally!)
fav.me/d4f502j (Half-body of Ichigo, this one is black and white and of his Final Getsuga Tenshou. Beautifully detailed!)
fav.me/d4den62 (Goku in Bleach style. Made me smile because it was absolutely accurate if he was done in the Bleach series.)
fav.me/d49vydm (This one is one of my favorites. It's another Ichigo, black and white. The way that he shaded Ichigo, and the way he made the light hit his face, immediately drew my attention!)
And check out this one. It's not finished, but he's off to a fabulous start: fav.me/d4fscf4
Now, as for me. After this journal, I'll check my messages. Then, I'm off of DeviantArt, and on to find the picture for the commision. Once I've found a few that I like, I'll save it. I'll get some rest, and then try to get back on here in the morning to check my messages and then start on the picture I chose :]
Well, as always, much love!
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Well, I'm back now. :]
And am starting a commision! My first one O:
Many many thanks to
for the points donated ;]He has commisioned me to do an anime character for him! (Won't let the cat out of the bag about who just yet!) I'm going to get started on it as soon as possible :3And check out his gallery! sikaida.deviantart.com/gallery…Or check out these links, to some of his works :]
fav.me/d3j49kw (Headshot of Ichigo Kurosaki, colored, and shaded exeptionally!)fav.me/d4f502j (Half-body of Ichigo, this one is black and white and of his Final Getsuga Tenshou. Beautifully detailed!)fav.me/d4den62 (Goku in Bleach style. Made me smile because it was absolutely accurate if he was done in the Bleach series.)fav.me/d49vydm (This one is one of my favorites. It's another Ichigo, black and white. The way that he shaded Ichigo, and the way he made the light hit his face, immediately drew my attention!)And check out this one. It's not finished, but he's off to a fabulous start: fav.me/d4fscf4Now, as for me. After this journal, I'll check my messages. Then, I'm off of DeviantArt, and on to find the picture for the commision. Once I've found a few that I like, I'll save it. I'll get some rest, and then try to get back on here in the morning to check my messages and then start on the picture I chose :]
Well, as always, much love!
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