Fucking A things are falling apart. Or rather, I am. I will go in chronological order of the week so far though shit hit the fan later on.
Tuesday I had a friend come over and we spent the entire afternoon organizing beads and I realized that I needed purchase more storage solutions, as well as get moving on the painting projects in the basement. You may recall my work last November in painting the one long wall in the craft room and setting up a station from IKEA for all of my scrapbook stuff. This is a picture from then:
The paneling takes a while to do - this took a week. First I scrubbed it down with bleach, then the next day was a coat of mold-restricting primer, then a day of painting and a day of touch-ups. Then all that followed with a day of building Kallax bookshelves and getting things out of moving boxes.
This is what things look like now, starting at the basement stairs, looking into the craft room:
I plan to paint the wooden storage solutions on the right this month - it’s for holding all of our wrapping paper and tissue paper and ribbon. Straight into the room are some of the 5-6 bins of beads that I am currently sorting.
The end of the room doors close off the gym. I need to paint the rest of the paneling - that is eating all of the light in the space. That’s not happening right now though. My goal is to use the right paneled wall for my floral stems and headpiece supplies.
Turning around, THIS is the wall I was supposed to be painting today. Things happened though, so now it looks like maybe I can do that on Sunday. The window looks into our sauna. I’m going to paint it the same sage green, with bright white trim. The window itself will be surrounded by Kallax bookshelves holding all of the bead trays.
Tuesday night, I convinced MisterMoonbeam to come to IKEA with me, so all the the Kallaxes have been purchased. They’re upstairs in my entryway. LittleMichigan was scheduled to come over and put them together as part of my birthday present this week - because of issues I had, she is coming to do that tomorrow! I do think I should be able to knock out this project on Sunday as planned, which will give me the next week to work on the paneling. Or, I might put that off a second week depending on how I feel.
Anyway, this space has plans and should be completed soon. Tuesday night was a fun jaunt and it was enjoyable! However, we JUST realized I forgot to get my weekly Mounjaro shot that night in the hubbub, so I just got that now. Oops!
Wednesday MisterMoonbeam was working from home, so the plan was for me to go to therapy in the afternoon with the car. That morning I was happy and excited, as I had been chatting with an online friend who ended up trading for some of my pricier garb pieces.
I mailed out my vixen with attached peplum and my mulled wine & gold vine vixen (the original - I just replaced this in my new smaller size) and in return I will be getting this cute set: a Vixen with removable peplum and sleeves in my size.
After that discussion and trip to the post office, I came home to discover I had some Amazon purchases to try out for my upcoming Emo Karaoke event. I decided to go full ho and embrace the sexy goth girl inside of me!
This is not the completed look - I have a different skirt and jewelry, and in this photo, my makeup is not complete. Still, damn. I know I look good!
Unfortunately, I also bought a fishnet body stocking. I will not be sharing those photos here. They worked to great effect, and MisterMoonbeam took a break from work to ravage me thoroughly. Perhaps too thoroughly. It was AMAZING. Until it wasn’t.
Things started feeling not so great. He’s fairy well endowed as it is, and this was our third attempt at penetrative sex since my surgery - I think? Definitely our most vigorous session! Near the end, I was starting to cramp and he immediately calmed down and took care of me. No worries!
I rested a bit, he went back to work, and I decided to go shopping. I had a big list. My friend that I had been chatting with all morning had directed me to a bra-fitting site, and it turns out, I actually now measure a 38DD! So the three new bras I recently purchased are not the best. So I went to the mall.
DarkKnight was off of work at this point and he met me at Torrid. They only had one bra in the entire store in that size. I’m definitely on borrowed time with being able to buy things from there! I was glad to have the one bra, but the thing is, I had $325 worth of torrid cash to spend. So I ended up snagging 3 cardigans and a cute dress in their size zero, which is a straight size 12.
I came home and ordered more on their website - 3 more bras and 3 more cardigans. Hey, it’s Fall! lol At this point I realized that the cramps were still kind of there. They were like my old period cramps, at a level 2 for pain. However, I also had some low-level nausea happening. Then, I went in to pee and saw that I was bleeding.
It wasn’t a huge amount, but it wasn’t a small amount either. It was all dark blood, like period blood. Only, like, I don’t have a uterus anymore, what the fuck? It wasn’t fresh red blood like scrapes and cuts. This was from *inside*.
I immediately was scared. I was worried that I had possibly caused my vaginal cuff to shift. I didn’t think it had torn, because I had read that was like MASSIVE pain. When I did my slight push to pee, like a muscle release?, it hurt much more than a level 2, but then it subsided. I told both of my guys what was happening but that I didn’t want to go anywhere or do anything yet.
Very quickly though, I realized things were ramping up and the blood was continuing. I did some quick reads on the internet, and the blood+cramping meant ER. So, at 6:35 pm I found myself checking into the waiting room. (Urgent Care wasn’t an option - they would have sent me to the ER to get images done, zero doubt.)
Starting a second entry shortly because this is long.