Not for those with a weak stomach....

Well its not that bad...its officially been a month since they cut me. I took my own dressing off at home because it came off almost by itself in the shower. This time I actually looked and have to say I got a little dizzy and almost puked. It was a shock to say the least, I felt really let down, up to now I was relying on what I heard from the nurses said and it always seemed more and more positive everyday. I guess they see this stuff a lot more than I do. .I just didn't realize how big the site was and how much they took from me. Its not a deformity or anything drastic like that, and the nurses assure me that it will even out and flatten down eventually and be almost scar free. I am talking about the wound on the inside of my leg, I just realized that imaginations could run wild if I didn't clarify that.

I have been driving to Grande Prairie every 2 days and I know I have mentioned something similar before but I have to say it again: There are so many friggin retards in BC and they all seem to drive in front of me. Or beside me, cutting me off in the passing lanes when I am already going 10kmph over....Mini-vans seem to be the worst and I have no idea why. I had one stupid bitch pull slowly past me right when the lane ended then look at me like I'm the idiot. I'll tell you I have never used the middle finger more in my life. WTF!? I'm not going to get mad if someone can at least do the speed limit when conditions are good, but I watch them text, talk animately with  passengers, wander in and out of their lane and drive for miles with a tail of traffic 500m long that can't pass because...well just because BC and its drivers and its road system suck. JUST GET OFF THE F***IN ROAD ALREADY! Ohhh and one more thing....the road construction at Tomslake. What a brainwave, they put in wider pullouts for exiting traffic, but those pull outs are now 250m of solid yellow where no passing is allowed. Multiply that by 4 pullouts and thats another kilometer of road where no passing is allowed. With all the traffic its now getting so dangerous with long lines of nose to tail traffic that in my personal opinion there will be even more deaths because of impatient drivers passing when they get fed up.

an odd thing happened.....

On the way to work on Monday afternoon I was just about to Valleyview going east when... BANG! My drivers side window on the pickup blew in and covered me in glass. Surprised is a word I didn't use. I stopped on the side of the highway and tried to figure things out. I was so close to Valleyview that I thought just for the heck of it I would make out a police report. I thought maybe someone was shooting at cars with a pellet gun, but I wasn't sure. I talked with my friend Dave the other day and he said in their company alone its happened 3 times. When the glass is dirty and mud hardens on the window sometimes it gets scored when the window goes up and down, all it takes is the pressure differential when a semi goes by to make it shatter. Makes sense to me, but I could have sworn that the semi had not gone by me when it broke....

So I went to work on Tuesday to survey those wells, it was good to get back. I went back to Grande Prairie on Wednesday to get the wound vac dressing changed then  drove all the way back to Edson to complete the surveying....and then, you probably guessed....Drove back to GP on friday to get the wornd vac changed again.

Funny thing about the Wound Vac. On Friday I decided to do it sans the drugs, big mistake. It seems the nurses decided that one place was healed a bit too much and had created a fold. They then decided it would be a great idea to burn it down with silver nitrate under the dressing....Sensitive area on the body and I could feel that ...and feel it ...and feel it some more like the dial on a stove being turned up, its a friggin day later and I can still feel it. Next time the drugs are going down BEFORE the change.

Anonymous rambling

Been getting out more and more...it feels good. I feel like I am shaking that feeling that I think we all get when we are not ourselves, for whatever reason. For me of course it was the sickness of last month. I keep thinking back to the first night in recovery and the poor guy next to me that was looking at 6 months in there and I only had to do half the month (and a bit of annoying out-patient work)...that kid was broken up and it was a bad scene.

On to other topics: I have to laugh, online life is a hoot sometimes...1+1 doesn't always make 2...the paintbrush  only hides so much. Positivity is good only if its true and you can back it up. This will only make sense to me and a really good youtube friend, but hey a laugh is a laugh and I'll take all I can get. Thanks for everything Janet.

Had a good talk with an old friend. Ken ain't computer savy and will never read this, but all the same it was good and he really seems to get the best out me. I was surprised that he wasn't surprised. It seems the oilfield really is such a small world, I will always be glad for the friends I have there...might be time to realize I don't live in a bubble and all the friends I need are already there.

Been thinking a lot about futures, me in particular, house design to be specific...Underground, south facing, ranch bungalow from the front view, mini-donkeys eating grass off the roof from the back view. That of course brings me to work and making it all happen. Wouldn't that be cool? 

Made the call, to the surveyors, and it seems I will be back at things on Tuesday after Labour Day. Three more wellsites to plot and that will eat up a good portion of my winter, woohoo! I like//love to be busy, now more than ever. I think I am way past drag-assing and complaining about work for a long while to come.

I feel like I am on a mission, the goal is very clear and socializing will take a distant backseat to everything else I do. LOL! I'll be like a robot...in addition to making the money and lots of it, I am going to be very selfish, if that can be a good word in this context. My goals and dreams come first, I don't need to explain myself to anyone...its very liberating. For too long I have been willing to give up what I want for others and their wacked out thoughts/personalities.

I have such a big advantage over others...I remember a talk some teacher I had said once: "You need to do (this and that), because the world is so competitive now" How untrue, take 10 classmates, 3 will be born losers and never rise above gas jockey and welfare, another 2 won't make it past 30 because the road was icy, 2 more will loose their minds and be chemically dependent  for the rest of their lives because a Dr told them they have problems instead of looking after themselves. That leaves just 3 people to compete for success. Well I know the other 2 and they have pursuits and careers so foreign to me it doesn't matter anymore. Hey I'm a realist, the oil biz and guys like me probably only have another 25 years, but I'll make mine in the meantime

Good day

Well its a good day. Happy to be out and about and very thankfull for my health which seems to be taking a turn for the better...I like being optomistic its so much better than dwelling on things that can only drag me down, things that I can't control.
We only live one life...Better to live for the good parts, I can't be bothered to sink into depression about very much (except the hospital stay, that sucked)...and for that I am glad.
So I am still doing the out-patient thing, need to get the wound vac changed every 2 days, just need to commute down to Grande Prairie for it...the home care nurses were very understanding and have done so much to accomodate me. For a service that I knew very little about it has been a godsend.
Feeling pretty upbeat, parts of my life have been topsy-turvey lately, but thats all done and my life seems to be going in a direction that I like. Can't wait to get back to work and make it all happen.

Saw some of my best friends on the trip up...funny how an illness makes time that I thought I didn't have.

ohh...and the lesson for the day is: Pride...always mean what you say and stick to it, I live by it...some would have had questions or begged...I don't, when its done its done.