KIMBERLY SELENA

Hello my lovely pumpkins!

So since I have recently been lacking on my posting (really sorry about that!) I decided to do a easy, YET entertaining post. A story time about the time I ended up in a hospital bed.

*GOING BACK IN TIME*

Friday: February 13, 2015

It all started when I woke-up with a pain in my lower right abdominal area. I thought it was due to something I ate the night before so I shook it off and continued with my day. It wasn't till my mom took me out to breakfast that I realized something wasn't right. It come to the point in which I needed help to walk. When we got home my mom made me a hot tea and told me that should take the stomach pain away. After taking a little rest, I went upstairs to get ready for work. Going up the stairs was very painful and let's not talk about going to the restroom it hurt to sit and stand up from the toilet.

I still decided to go to work. I told my director what was going on and she made me sit during my whole shift, mainly doing arts and crafts with the kids. The pain was still there and it got worst as the day went on.

Once my shift was over and my sister picked me up. I sat in the back of her Jeep in tears telling her the pain was getting sharper every time I moved. We got home and I literally crawled up the stairs screaming and in tears. My dad ran to the stairs and helped me up. My sister was on the phone with my mom asking where my health insurance was at. My sister told me she was taking me to the hospital and everyone was ready to go until I said, "I need to pee."

We went to one hospital but they told us that they only accepted people ages 1-17, I was 18 by then so we went to the hospital right next to that one and they took me in.

I gave them a pee sample and they gave me a room.

In the hospital room they laid me down and connected the weird thing they do on your arm and we waited for a doctor. Once the doctor arrived he made me stand up, which hurt so much!! and then he asked me to jump, which obviously I couldn't. He told me it could be appendicitis, BUT to make sure he was going to make me drink a lemonade that will glow-up the part of my stomach that was causing the pain once I went through a CAT scan.

I drank it and it took about 3 hours for them to come back and take me to a CAT scan. They rolled my bed all the way there, which was cool! Once that was done they return me to my room, then an hour or so later they took me in for a ultrasound on a wheelchair, but the ultrasound part cause a bit of conflict.

To make this a quick story and not too personal, they wanted a "up-close" ultrasound instead of a over-the-tummy ultrasound, but due to some stuff, they couldn't do a up-close ultrasound. The lady did an over the tummy ultrasound which was weird. No joke, I felt like I was pregnant since my tummy was bloated like a balloon and well they were doing an ultrasound on me.

Afterwards the nice lady gave me a warm blanket and wheeled me back to my room. After another hour, the doctor came back with my results. He told me I had ovarian cyst: two on my right side, one of which had ruptured causing all the pain and one on my left side.

Ovarian cyst are fluid-filled sacs that are reproduced in the ovaries, they aren't life threatening unless they are 6 cm or bigger and some can be cancerous.

I arrived at the hospital around 7:30 pm and left around 3:45 am.

Love Your Boobies.

I don't really know what is going on with Daris in this picture, but I love it.

Platters: Tribute to St. Agatha, 2014. Beautiful Platters.

Photography is also a work of art, believe it or not.

Spectrum (Waffle), 2015 This kind of art makes me dizzy, yet I enjoy it.

Piñata Smashing (F**K CANCER), 2015

Vanity, 2015 The main focus on this exhibition with all the boobies was to symbolize breast cancer.

Tout Suite gives the best Cheese and Sausage Croissants!

AND let's not speak of their desserts because *mouth drooling*!

I am a BB Cream girl. Currently I been loving this one by Covergirl The coverage is good and it has a natural and matte finish.

Wine Lipstick! Perfect for the upcoming seasons. These three are from Elf Cosmetics, very inexpensive.

Girl I been so into filling my eyebrows in. I just feel like it goes with my wine lips. I usually use a Black eyeliner pencil to make very soft strokes, disperse it with a clean mascara wand and set it with my Revlon Colorstay Powder.

Vaseline. Good for many things, especially moisturizing your lips. It helps prevent your lips from cracking and drying,  which is PERFECTO for the cold weather coming up.

Nose-Strip are amazing. I loved taking the junk out of my nose pores and examine it. I don't use a specific brand, I just buy which ever I see at the drugstore.

I use to think face mask were stupid, but they are really good for your skin. I'm obsessed! Word of advise if you do but them from a package, make sure you have little container to put the mask in or else you will make a mess. Believe me I learned the hard way.

Coconut Oil is a very good moisturizer for your body (and hair). I use it mainly on my legs and arms, it gives them a tiny shine.

The title of this post explains everything.

I am a mess. Literally. I feel like I have lost control of my life the past two weeks.

On September 10, 2016 my family and I received heartbroken news. A person who we much love and care for past away. It was hard. I was in denial for a whole day. I couldn't believe it... I still can't. I knew him since I was 8 years old. He was more than a family friend, he was like an uncle to us, he was family. We spent birthdays, Christmas, New Years, Thanksgiving (etc.) with him and his family.

We spent his last Christmas and New Years with him.

We have so many memories of him, but now that is all we have left of him, pictures and memories. The last time he came to my house, we had a long conversation. He was lecturing me on how I should stop being scared and to go get my license, because he didn't like the fact I was driving illegally. I laughed and told him that I just didn't want to fail again. He told me that wouldn't happened, that he knew I was going to pass. He motivated me to apply again and take my test. I was waiting to see him soon to show him my license, I was waiting to see his face, I was waiting for him to congratulate me... but that never happened and it will never happened.

It burns my insides that I couldn't say goodbye that I didn't see him before it happened.

The last time I saw him was a day after my 20th birthday, at a party and I didn't even get one last dance with him.

The reason why I feel like I have lost control is because after this, I sinked into this cloud of sad, anger and annoyance. I was in a terrible mood, I didn't want to accept reality. It hurt, I felt this hole in my heart everytime I looked at his coffin. I felt out of control and that scared me, I was scared that I was slowly stepping back into my depression. I feel like these two weeks happened so fast that I don't know what really happened.

I was a mess, but it is all slowly going back to normal. I was stressed with all the load of schoolwork I had to catch up on, my job and trying to fix myself in the emotional level. Plus I love this blog and I want to be more active, so I will try my best to develop more content.

Thank you to whoever read this. I am okay. I didn't do this post for pity, because I don't need any. People are going through harder things in life. This is just a post of me releasing thoughts out on the open.

Love the people that surround you, don't go to bed mad at anybody because you never know if that is the last time you will see them.

x x