Monday, June 15, 2015

Happy Birthday, Timothy!

My baby is 10 years old today! :3 I feel ancient at the thought that it's been that many years already... Lace and I both called him this morning to wish him a happy b-day and he enjoyed his presents we sent him. I'm so excited for his visit in a few weeks! Even though I'm incredibly limited in what I can do right now, this is just going to make my fucking year. I didn't think this year could possibly get any better, but it keeps improving!

Happy Birthday, baby boy! :3333

His favorite Japanese song:


Couldn't find the album version... This is from the "Heaven to Perfection" DVD.

Rei~

Saturday, June 13, 2015

A Spell Re-cast...

So as I mentioned before my surgery, I bought a PS Vita. I got Persona 4 Golden in the mail the same day I came home from the hospital. I had the PS2 version way back in 2010 and it consumed my life for several months. However, I mismanaged my time with the game and spent too much time trying to get Yukiko Amagi to fall in love with me instead of leveling up and you know, playing it the right way... XD

Of course, I'm still smitten with the young lady this time around, but so far I'm trying to do things a little better this go 'round. If only my character weren't male... eh heh. Seriously, though, I am back in love with this game more than ever before. :3

If ever there were an argument for graphics not making a game, this is it. It is virtually  unchanged from the original version in terms of looks, although it does look great on the Vita's screen. Even still, the gameplay is amazing and addictive and there is more content than before.

Those who say that Japanese RPG's are all stereotypical and have stagnated over the years haven't played this. There are elements of those stereotypes, but the characters are unique and there are so many things to do. The way they're done, the presentation, everything still feels fresh!

It's dialogue heavy, but more spoken dialogue has been added to this one. Even when you have to read, it's like a great novel... :3 You must establish and build relationships with people, there is a large “life simulator“ part to the game. If daily life in a game sounds boring, try it. Good luck putting it down... It's not just that, though. It's not just any one thing at all.

P4 Golden, or any version you play, will tug at every emotion you have and keep you enthralled throughout. It is one of the best games I've played in my life and Japanese games are NOT dead, you just have to sort through the trash to find the great ones.

Rei~

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Back Home!

Just wanted to let everyone  know that I'm out of the hospital and home recouperating. Yay! Lace is feeling better, too and we had a mini-party type thing when I got back. Nothing crazy, just a couple pizzas and some music with she, mommy and Crystal and the boy.

I probably won't be around a ton for the next week or so, but I wanted to let you darlings know I'm breathing!  I start PT next week, slowly working back to normalcy, whatever that is... XD Lace is gonna be busy this weekend. Janice has been a saint about giving her time off, so she is gonna be helping her out at home and at the office. Between me and Janice, her plate is pretty full. Just didn't want anyone to worry.

Love you all! ^^

Rei~

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Last post for a bit...

I'm really trying to take it easy today because yesterday was so hard. I'm trying very hard not to think about everything that can go wrong with the surgery and instead attempting to focus on how much better my life will be afterward. Lace is being a tremendous help with this, as she has been with every other aspect of this whole ordeal.

The panic attacks and severe pain yesterday started after the visiting nurse left the first time and I just called and told her I needed the rest of the day to myself. It's really hard not to worry about this surgery. Not to lessen them, every surgery poses risks, but this is so much different than tonsils or a gallbladder or anything, they are going to be working in an area full of nerves, on the very thing that keeps us upright. You would be scared shitless if you had to sign and read the wavers I did.

The surgery will be long and I fully trust the doctor, there's just that "what if" being placed on an already unstable mind with a diagnosed anxiety disorder. Lacey will be accompanying me to the hospital in the morning, along with my mom and then she'll be going to work. Before anyone gets up in arms about that, it's a LONG PROCEDURE barring any unforeseen complications. She's not the most calm person to begin with and I'd much rather have her mind occupied than stewing around for hours worrying.
I'm going to be so fucking drugged when I come out that I most likely won't realize who's there anyway. I will be spending at least two nights in the hospital and then whether I need to go to a rehabilitation facility will be determined.

Lacey will be emailing and/or texting everyone who needs or wants to know when there is information available. I'm off to spend the rest of today with her now. We're gonna order something for dinner and then whatever else after. Yes, there will be fucking! :3 I'll be back posting as soon as humanly possible, don't you worry! The internet has as much chance of getting rid of me as it does of porn.

Love and hugs to all!

Rei~

Friday, June 5, 2015

A long time coming...

For years I've been trying to get someone to do something about my back problem. MRI's, Injections, Pain meds, physical therapy, nothing worked. Nobody would listen to me or even consider just getting to the route of the problem and doing surgery. Until today.

Lace found me a great doctor who saw how much pain I was in, that I could barely walk or stand and he treated me like a human being. From the moment I walked into that office, I was treated beyond what my insurance policy was. They saw Lace holding me up (which must've looked ridiculous XD) and helping me in and someone got me a wheelchair.

The doctor was in a state of awe and utter shock when I told him how long I'd been walking around like this. Not only in my current state but just with the injury alone. I brought everything Lace and I could get, records, MRIs, etc. He looked at all of them then felt around my back where he noticed the swelling I mentioned last night. Every poke and prod hurt and he apologized each time, then he had to make me do some range of motion tests, which fucking HURT. I have practically no ability to move or bend in any direction.

He was adamant that I needed surgery and he had to explain everything they do and the risks involved, but I agreed to it the second he said "surgery." He offered me steroid injections to hold me over until they could get me in for the procedure (he told the girl in the office to put a rush on it) and even knowing how much they hurt, I took them. They were even more painful this time, but they were necessary and have helped some. I was prescribed Methadone for the pain, Motrin to help with the swelling and Prednasone, which I fucking hate but am being forced to take by Usagi-chan.

In addition, I'm having a visiting nurse come to the house twice a day starting tomorrow to check on my swelling issue, make sure the meds are working and to help me get up and move a bit so I don't get too stiff or anything. The surgery is Monday and yes, I'm very nervous about what is to come. But I'm also ready to put this back issue behind me and do whatever it takes to get better. I will be online in limited spurts, but Lace will be around to update the person who cares. She has been taking very good care of me today, hence her absence from zeh interwebz today.

In all of this, my biggest worry is how to break this to Timothy. I know he's going to want to do this and that and I'm not gonna be able to. He's very good about my physical limitations, but he is still a little boy and doesn't fully understand. I refuse to break his heart and say he can't come. That isn't happening as long as I can still breathe. I'll figure something out.

Ganbaremasu!

Rei~


Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Independence stolen. By my own fucking body...

I'm sorry that I haven't been around much lately, I'm sure you know why. I'm a prisoner in my own home. Not because of anything anyone is doing to me, but because my body will not allow me to leave. Crystal went grocery shopping today and I heard her pull in. I was on the couch and got up to help her, as did MJ. She pulled into the garage and I was able to bring in a couple bags before my body began to hurt so bad that I felt collapse approaching and got nauseous. I hurried back to the couch where I layed down, ate pills and waited for the worst of it to pass.

A 3 year old was able to bring in more groceries than I could. Crystal left him with me while she went and had to instruct him to behave and just watch TV or play with his toys because "Auntie Rei didn't feel good." She took a little longer than expected and I made him lunch, just a little Kid Cuisine thing that goes in the microwave. It takes about 3 minutes to cook, so I just leaned against the counter and I ended up nearly in tears after giving it to him. Thank god he's no longer in diapers...

My life lately has consisted of video games, watching wrestling, taking pills and eating, lots of eating. I think it's the drugs making me so hungry, but I'm not going to the bathroom much... I've pooped maybe six times since Sunday and while I'm peeing pretty regularly, the stream is inconsistent or there's just not a lot coming out. I know opiates can block you up, but I don't think its ever been this bad.

I've been taking lots of Vicodin, my doctor wrote me a script to take more frequently that Lace picked up and got filled for me. He only did it because I'm going to see the orthopedist tomorrow. Along with that, Lace has been giving me Soma, I have Valium, a little Neurontin, and Janice gave me what she had left for morphine from a knee replacement she had. It's expired but it still works and I've been using it sparingly because there's not a lot. Don't worry, I haven't been taking all of that at the same time or in massive doses. I'm gonna need that morphine for the ride to and from the doctors tomorrow.

I feel so useless lately. Lace works all day and then has to come home and do everything for me. I feel more like her patient than her wife. I know she doesn't mind and that she loves me, but I think everyone likes their independence and would feel the same. She had to take a shower with me tonight and help wash me and hold onto me to make sure I didn't fall down. I know, two hot girls in the shower... There wasn't anything sexy or erotic about it. Sex is almost nonexistent right now and I feel horrible about it. We usually fuck just about every night and I just have no sex drive right now. *Sigh*

Video games are my biggest escape right now. Lace rearranged our whole entertainment center in the bedroom so I'd have easier access to things when she's not here. I have the Wii U and the PS3 in here and I've been playing the shit out of both. She got me Tekken Tag Tournament 2 and Hyrule Warriors for Wii U and Mortal Kombat X for PS4 for when I'm in the living room. I'm still working on Bloodborne on PS4, too, but that game is insanely fucking hard... I ordered a Playstation Vita yesterday, too. I may need to go to video game rehab soon... Eh heh.

As I said, doctors appointment tomorrow, but nothing is gonna change right away. Surgery is probably my only hope at this point and recovery will make this seem like a walk in the park. While we were in the shower, Lace noticed that my back is insanely swollen right in the center (lower spine) above my tail bone. Kinda worried about that...

Back to Hyrule, darlings.

Rei~

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

No improvement

Still stuck in bed most of the day, nothing new... The weather has been pretty nasty, so I wouldn't have gone anywhere anyway. I love cool, rainy days, but I don't enjoy being out in them quite so much. I've always enjoyed driving in the rain, though, more as a passenger than a driver.

Lace had a horrible day and she's been pretty depressed since coming home. People disgust me, they really do. Just fucking assume and let your perceptions guide you. Fuck getting to know someone or even politely ask them things, just pass judgement on an outward appearance. I like to talk shit about men a lot, but women are far worse in many respects. So many of them are so fucking fake, and it's nothing to do with their physical appearance.

They'll be nice to your face, tell you how amazing you look or whatever. Then they'll go verbally obliterate you to their friends who then turn around and do the same thing, telling someone else about her being such a jealous bitch and who the fuck is she... So much backstabbing, conniving, gossip and vindictiveness. Honestly, I'd rather just be called a cunt and get punched in the teeth.

I explained why Lacey gets treated and looked at the way she does in my comment on her post from today. She doesn't deserve any of this and I'm fucking tired of her and everyone else who attempts to do their own thing and be a little different getting demonized by people who don't understand. And I'm not doing the "Norms are just sheep, d00d" thing here, I'm tired of that shit.

What the fuck is "normal"? Because it's a pretty broad definition to describe about 6 billion people. What Lacey does is her normal, what I do is mine, what anyone reading this does is theirs. I have trouble finding anyone that doesn't have some mental quirk or diagnosed disorder these days. Those that say they don't usually end up shooting up shopping malls.

There is no normal person, there is pack mentality. Those that subscribe to a certain religious doctrine or a music scene, fashion style, etc. They relate to one another, find more likeminded people or convert them. Anyone not like them and that won't convert/conform is not "normal" and must be taken down. The biggest pack rules the roost. The internet has made it all the more worse. And obviously there are exceptions and not everyone is like this, I'm not saying that. I'm just saying that this is how shit like what happened to Lacey starts.

Too many people are caught up in hating others for not being like them when they could be getting to know someone great that can open them up to things they didn't know about or understand previously. All you need to look at to see where this REALLY starts is the upper grade levels in our schools. The jocks, the goths, the geeks, the cheerleaders, etc. It's not a fabrication by the media, it exists everywhere. Maybe in different forms and numbers, but there are different groups in every school and the one common thread is that very few of them get along. When I was in school, there were kids who got into physical fights because someone liked metal music and someone liked rap. Somebody said something about one form sucking or whatever and it was war...

I once told a therapist that I'm an atheist and that I believe we are nothing more than another species on this planet, that we're just a highly evolved animal. She was dumbfounded, her jaw literally dropped. But look at what I just told you... Go watch a nature show with pack animals and tell me fucking otherwise.

Rei~