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Friday, November 18, 2011

Pain.

My foot kinda aches.
Ok, it does not KINDA ache, it really aches.

I went to see the "doctor" Nico who works with us, after having told my boss lady what had happened Saturday evening.
She of course was sorry for me and claimed to be worried.
But that didn't stop her from coming to tell Nico not to put me on sick leave.
Surtout, ne la mettez pas en arrêt!
Right.
He prescribed an antiseptic ointment to be applied morning and evening under the bandage.

So the day after it hurt in a weird way. I went to see a doctor during my lunch break, who told me that the wound was infected and I was probably suffering from an allergic reaction due to the ointment. So he cleaned the wound, prescribed another antiseptic ointment, antibiotics and a cold cream for the burn.

Wednesday was still difficult, I limp at work and well, it just hurts.

Yesterday I went for a check-up of my IUD.
Everything was perfect didn't feel a thing and all was good.
I showed her the burn and she said it didn't look good. It's true that my foot has started to swell pretty horribly. I can hardly fit my foot into my large ballerinas... :(
But all became better once hunny came home <3
I had missed him. He brought me Toffifee and 2 small tablets of chocolate :D I felt bad because I hadn't even been able to go get him the new Zelda...

And he offered to accompany to the foot surgeon the following day at 9a.m. He drove me there and waited while the doc received me. Like they say it here, c'est un amour.
I tried to say that it was not necessary for him to come with me, but he insisted. He really wants to protect me..
The Doc looked at my burn and prescribed me something else than the 2 other doctors.
Gah.

But we fixed a date for the operation ! I just need to run that by my boss to see if it's ok with her.
Oh and we asked about spending part of my sick leave post operation (3months) in Slovenia with Olivier and he said it could maybe be possible. We just have to see if I could still get paid whilst abroad..
À voir.

Today since we got up pretty early, after getting home from grocery shopping, we went to take a well earned nap. 4 hours of napping. :D
We woke up at 4:30p.m. Oliv got up before because he was starving, me I stayed snoozing until he told me that there was a small documentary on Eminem on the telly. That made me jumps out of bed. :D

Oh, and I finished a drawing for my brother.
I hope he likes it. He didn't ask for it or anything, but he did make me make changes to some minor details. Knowing that erasing color pencils from paper can be a bit difficult, I didn't do a good job of it...................
oh well, here it is, Ari.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

The whole body suffers when cursed with a stupid head.

I am so hung over now.
At one point I was afraid I was going to die from it.
Now I'm just afraid I won't be able to.

We celebrated a colleagues birthday yesterday by eating and drinking at the beauty salon after work and relaxing in the hammam.
Just, in my case, the relaxation had a price to be paid.
I managed to put my foot in front of the hot steam exit tube, which isn't covered or protected in any was, making it very easy to place your leg next to it.
The meeting between ankle and tube was very short, but it left a painful memory.
It started to make 5 small blisters, looking very harmless.

The rest of the night went well, I had other things to occupy my mind and take away the pain (alcohol), but in the morning................
The burn is the size of a tennis ball, slightly bigger, half of it is covered in big blisters and the other half doesn't even have skin to cover it.
Jihhaa.
And to make my day even better, I have a horrible hangover from Hell. I mean, really....
Beurgh.
And bruises make my legs look prettier... Argh.

I'm drawing a new char portrait for my brother. Hope he'll like it, I do :)
It's not even near finished, but since I decide the position, the look etc, it's less forced, thus more fun to draw. I hope to be able to continue it today.. I wouldn't want to risk vomiting on it..

Yesterday was good.
I really was wasted but at the same time very conscious of what I was doing.
The girl were quite catastrofied for me tho. They kept running after me, pushing Olivier to go get me etc. They really are cute and nice. hihihih.
Oh how ridiculed I will be starting from tomorrow........ :D

Olivier left for Slovenia..
I'm already missing him.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Tortilla chips.

Last Sunday I went for a run with my colleagues for the second time.
They lasted 30mins. Made me proud :D We stayed stretching quite some time after our run and I taught them the arm killer move, the "piu piu" (the sound birds make in French).
I looks really innocent, you don't feel a think when you do it, but 2 days afterwards the girls were still cursing my name ;D

I saw a very good friend Monday evening. We did our basic beautician training course together and she's the only one from that class that I stay in touch with.
Z just moved not far from my workplace, it's like 10min from door to door.
She received me in her tiny 9m2 apartment where she had prepared us Phô soup and her mom's homemade spring rolls straight from Vietnam.
I ate like a pig.
Well only because she repeatedly refilled my bowl all the while ignoring my puny protests. Oh but it was sooooo goood...... Miam.

Tuesday was good work wise, the day was pretty much packed and filled with nice clients.
I ate too much peanut butter in the evening tho..... that thing is like a frigging drug !!
Like tortilla chips............... gah. Don't get me started...

My step-dad is in Sri Lanka at the moment, leading the construction of the houses.
Oliv's parents left today for their vacation there and are supposed to meet him in Galle in a few weeks :) That's so funny. I hope they meet and get along. Hihhiih..
I've also started exchanging e-mails with him. I really enjoy it, reading about his day, telling him stupid jokes etc.
I feel closer to him. I've always really liked him, but I've never really spoken to him alone, or had some "thing" with involved just the two of us.
Mom called me on Sunday and she was like "I hear you've been sending mails to each other. MMM-H." Pfff :D

Tonight's zumba was without Cat because she's on vacation with JD.
And for some reason, I KNEW that we wouldn't be having our regular zumba instructor, but someone to replace him.
I was a tall, pale, blonde lady. I liked her class, I was dripping sweat at the end, but it was kinda nice. I felt like I had actually done something. Hehe.
The other girls were just snobby and mean I think.. they kept whispering mean things about her, which I think was just caused by the fact that they had a hard time following the choreography since it kept changing all the time.
Oh well.
The thing that gave away her true identity, was the third song that started playing.
I almost fell on my face when I heard it.
It was the Finnish celebration song for when we won the Hockey World Cup of 2011.
I stumbled my way through the whole song, trying to follow the choreo, but I couldn't stop listening to the song xD
After class I went and inquired her nationality.
We later on exchanged our names and I already added her to my FB friends list.
Hohoh. We Finns are everywhere, creeping to every corner of the Earth, working every job and slowly etching towards world domination.

True story.

Tomorrow we eat okonomiyaki ! And I'll finally get to present Oliv to Z and vice versa. So cool :D