Holy CRAP I have been gone way too long! But, now that I've taken care of messages and the like, lemme explain my prolonged absence without notice. ^_^;

As some of you may know, l had been suffering from a vicious illness throughout the entire month of February. I finally found out what it was, or at least thought I did. *GASP* Kana was preggers! After a particularly shock-filled couple days, I went to Planned Parenthood and got myself tested as a double-check. Positive. So I went for an inner ultrasound (yes, it's what it sounds like, and it's fucking HUMILIATING). Hmmm.... Ultrasound shows no fetus, just little funny lumpy things in my uterus. Ok, next stop hospital to get a formal ultrasound. Turns out, Kana has a molar pregnancy. No baby, no fetus whatsoever, just tissue that had gone rampant for some reason or another and was causing my body to produce hormones that indicated a pregnancy. So, with that ascertained, Kana went to see herself an OB/GYN, and was subjected to further humiliating tests. Doctor told me I would need surgery ASAP or the tumor thingy would cause damage. Ok, fine, surgery next day, I can do that; I've had surgery four times before. Yeah... *sob* Long story short, I get poked, prodded, stabbed with needles, knocked out, and operated on. When I finally wake up from the anesthesia, I start bawling like a little kid and demanding that I be allowed to see my kitten (my lifemate, Cadderly, for those who don't know). I calm down and slip off again, wake up moving down the hall to the room where Cadderly has been waiting and pacing for the past Gods know how long. Pass out again, wake up to apple juice, toast, and graham crackers to take with some sort of pill that I still can't remember was for. Out again. Finally wake up for good (for the most part), get me some cranberry juice and some follow up papers and appointment for the twentieth, and am sent on my merry way to fall asleep for another sixteen hours the second I get home.

Worst part? No bow chicka bow wow for two weeks. Yeah, right, tell that to a nymphomaniac and see what happens. I lasted nine days. XDDD

But, yeah, follow-up appointment on Thursday to makes sure everything is healing the way it should be. Currently on meds to ensure against infection. But, hey, at least I'm not puking my guts out on a regular basis anymore!