Unfortunately, it’s me Sodapop again.
Miss Monique is back in the hospital due to some complications with something. She was released yesterday, was home at 4pm and then got very ill. Her mom took her back to the ER and they admitted her again. She will be there at least until tomorrow.
I spoke to her this afternoon, she’s in good spirits and I’m not going to go into details about why she ended up going back to the hospital. I’ll leave that for her.
I just wanted to let ya’ll know she was back there.
Until next time…
As I predicted over at The Soda Stand, I heard from Miss Monique today. She was quite bored there in the hospital room.
Monique should be in the hospital for another day or so, hopefully she’ll be released tomorrow so she can get home and update us all on exactly what the specifics are of her hospital stay. I know she didn’t sleep very much last night, due to them coming in and out of the room to take vitals, blood and whatever else they do in hospitals to keep you awake.
She’s taken a few walks around the hospital area. Her mom has been keeping her company and walking with her (I think - didn’t ask specifically but knowing her mom - she was walking with her.)
I’m very certain that when she gets home and in her own bed, she will be able to rest much more and get some more healing that way.
The next update just may be from Miss Monique herself!
Until next time…
Hey everyone, Sodapop here.
I received a call from Miss Monique’s mom at around 4:20 p.m. I missed the call, but she left a message saying that the surgeon said the surgery went well and Monique was resting well.
I’m sure I will have more updates as I get them, so stay tuned!
YAY for Monique’s surgery going well! I can’t wait to hear from her directly! I’m having my Monique withdrawal right now. We’ve talked via email, text and/or voice everyday for like a year now.
Until next time…
Well, kiddos, here it is, nearly the day of my surgery. I am kinda loopy due to lack of food … I’ve been “eating” chicken broth, popsicles, protein water, crystal light and jello for the past 30+ hours. I’m surprised I didn’t murder anyone when my mom and I went to Wal-Mart today. NOT the place to be when you can’t eat.
I have to be at the hospital at 10:30 a.m., with my surgery to follow (hopefully) 2 hours later. It should last between 2 and 4 hours, then I’ll be in recovery for an hour or two.
I’m beyond ready to start this next phase of my life and I want to thank all of you for your good wishes. It means a lot to me and the more prayers, the better, right?!
Hello, my name is Monique and I. Am. HUNGRY!
I ate my last supper, so to speak, at the Cheesecake Factory … lunch was the chinese chicken salad followed by chocolate pistachio cheesecake split with my mom. YUMMEH. Unfortunately that was more than 8 hours ago and my dinner of broth and Isopure protein water didn’t quite cut it. 
I’m on clear liquids until midnight tomorrow, then it’s nothing by mouth until after my surgery. Yay. Tomorrow I plan to stay busy and away from food. Gah.
I’m still feeling kinda hinky … while I haven’t been sick since Tuesday, I have been feeling nauseated anytime I deviate from my diet of saltines and chicken noodle soup. Le sigh. I called the surgeon’s office again today and missed the call back … the nurse didn’t say jack shit in her message, other than that she’ll be back in the office at 8 a.m. and to call her then. UGH.
Last weekend, I filled out a living will and had two of the bitches sign it as my witnesses; I also filled out paperwork assigning my mom as my healthcare representative, even though as next of kin, she would be. Nothing like thinking about my mortality to put me in an awesome mood! But, better safe than sorry, ya know? Speaking of, I’ve given Miss Sodapop admin rights to this blog … she’s promised to post Monday evening with an update about my surgery. Thanks, Soda! 
Miss Laci and I got to the casa de Lucy Friday evening. It’s now Sunday evening. It’s all been a big blur, especially last night. Mucho alcohol was consumed and I got the worst of it. We’ve concluded that I must have some sort of bug since I was the only one puking my guts out for hours, when I’ve thrown up exactly once, one other time, after drinking. I was so half-dead that I crawled into the empty upstairs walk-in closet to have somewhere semi-dark and semi-quiet to collapse in. Eventually Miss Lucy found me and offered up her bed, where I slept for a few hours … but not before yakking up the pepto she bought me. Nice.
I’ve been able to keep down a few crackers and some sprite, but I’m staying home from the Foos tonight. I’m so sad. Miss Lucy and Miss Laci are leaving in a few hours while I camp out here. I hope they have fun and remember that Dave Grohl is MAH BOYFRIEND.
One of my pre-surgery web sites is doing a gift exchange through Elfster and I think it sounds super cool! I sent an invite to some of you via Facebook for the WWWL Blogging Gift Exchange but I could only invite 20 people.
Please sign up! Here’s the link.
Anyone can sign up, you don’t have to be a regular commenter or anything like that. The more, the merrier!
The sign up deadline is Friday, August 01, 2008.
I was up late last night and definitely dragging ass all day. Needless to say, I wasn’t too thrilled at the prospect of a hard workout with Kara the trainer. But, I put on my big girl panties and gave it my best. I was doing walking lunges and she said, “Oh my God, Monique.” I stopped and asked her what was wrong. She said, “Do you have any idea how much progress you’ve made?” I said, “Huh?” lol … with each lunge I did, she said, “Holy shit, Monique,” and shook her head. I didn’t think I was doing anything spectacular but apparently I was, or at least compared to how I used to be. Wheee!
I gave away my bottle of Aleve yesterday … from here on out, it’s Tylenol. Only Tylenol. Honestly, I haven’t taken Tylenol in years so I am going to be confident in its pain-fighting properties! Speaking of, my heel has been bugging me on and off. I think it has to do with (a) the sandals that I wear and (b) needing new walking shoes. I’m quite gimpy though at times. Yuck.
Ok, I need to get off my ass, get the cats clean litter and food, and then get to bed … tomorrow evening, Miss Laci and I are driving to Casa de Lucy for (a) my last drunken weekend for a year and (b) the Foos concert on Sunday. Squeeeeeee!
