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So, I had an amazing day on Saturday at Bagby Hot Springs!

A friend with a bus driving license rented a small bus to organize the outing as a big group. The drive was fantastic, I brought Apples to Apples and we all played a 9 or 10 person game with a lot of giggles. And, of course, there were great views on the drive, rushing rivers, greenery, rock formations, etc.

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Once we got to Bagby Hot Springs, the hike in was beautiful. I could just not stop saying, “Wow, look at this tree fallen over!” Or, “Check out the way the moss in hanging!” Or, “Oh, look at the roaring water!” I was so happy to be hiking in, looking forward to the soak, enjoying holding the hand of a girl I am dating, both of us delighting in teasing a boy I am dating. Then snow began to fall and it was all just that much more magical!

We had a large enough group, that we filled up the one big tub. There were a couple people not in our group in and out and we got some interesting questions about how we all knew each other…

During our trip, however, one horrible and lame thing happened… I completely cut open my left foot! I think it was within the first hour of being there, the plug keeping all the nice, hot spring water in our group’s tub fell through. I tend to be spontaneous and adventurous, so, as everyone squealed about the water rushing out beneath us, I hopped over the side of the tub, off of the platform of the tub, and down to the rocks and water below. I grabbed the plug and made my way back up to the platform and the tub. Once back up, everyone was panicked, “Hey, you’re bleeding!” Another thing about me is that I have some weird hangups about being injured or sick, mainly, I hate to be injured or sick or fessing up to how bad I any condition might be. So, I laughed and tried to shrug it off as my gentleman friend began to cut a strip of fabric from his shirt to help my lady friend, who also happens to be a nursing assistant, bandage me up.

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I have no idea what exactly cut my foot. I had been walking in the snow barefoot moments before getting in the tub and then quickly jumping out to rescue the plug, so I had not even felt the cut happen and didn’t really feel it until, maybe half an hour later. My gentleman friend had the theory that I cut it on a metal hose clamp that was just outside of the tub, holding down the hose bringing in cold water to cool the tubs off, as he thinks he saw me bleeding on my way down to underneath our tub’s platform. The cut was very deep, but very clean, so that theory holds some water… (pun intended)

After I got all bandaged up, I got back into the tub, but kept my foot out… Well, really, I was rather horrible about it, as I was a little bit tipsy with friends and getting big endorphin rushes from that and the pain (and maybe silly from blood loss), but my gentleman friend kept reminding me and trying to help with me keeping it elevated and out of the tub while also having a good time with our group. I ended up bleeding quite a bit and, during a rebandage, my lady friend made it clear that, when we got back into town, I needed go to an urgent care facility. I hated this idea and asked if she though I could wait until the morning and just call a doctor friend to look at it. She insisted that, no, I could not wait until the morning because, after 12 hours, the skin would begin to die and I clearly needed stitches. She took a photo of my heel with her phone to try and show me how deep the cut was…

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That photo was pretty persuasive. I am quite the lucky lady because I really did not want to admit that it was so bad, but she kept telling me I should go, that she was also worried about such a deep wound getting infected, and my gentleman friend was all worked up and worried, so I finally conceded that I would go to Urgent Care when we got back into town.

Once at Urgent Care, I was told I had to get a tetanus shot because of the likely possibility that I was, indeed, cut by metal. I was also told that I did, most definitely, need stitches. The nurse attending me at urgent care was very nice and sympathetic, he cleaned my wound, talked me through some things, etc. The doctor who came in later was a bit more cold, don’t get me wrong, still nice, but I felt a warmer vibe from the nurse. The doctor started to numb my heel with a surface liquid, then used a 27 gauge needle to inject a numbing agent into My Heel before stitching me. Oh, holy fuck how that hurt! I know the palms of one’s hands and feet are very sensitive, I have a tattoo on the palm of my hand, but this was a pain I couldn’t have imagined. I joked with the doctor that I should be such a baby, having a palm tattoo, and he reassured Me that this needle was much bigger and went a lot deeper. As his needle went in each time, I shuddered to My core and wept intensely, it was such a pain! He had to inject the bottom of my foot several times in different places, Then he began to stitch me up, checking in with me on each stitch to make sure I was still numb. Before his last stitch, he found a place that wasn’t quite numb (ouch) and explained to me that he needed to inject me with some more of the numbing agent, but he offered to get a smaller needle, a 30 gauge.  Well, thanks doctor! The smaller needle was less painful, but still shudder and sob inducing. The doctor cleaned me up a little bit and added a butterfly stitch for one part of the flap of skin that seemed too thin to stitch with thread.

Then, finally, the stitching was over! The nurse came back in, cleaned Me up a bit more, and bandaged Me up.

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Interestingly enough, I still had an wonderful day and the trip was still really, really fun. I have to give a big thank you to my lady friend and gentleman friend, they took such excellent care of me! I am not looking forward to the inevitable Urgent Care bill, but I am sure I will figure it out.

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April 4, 2011 at 10:43 am

Transitioning…

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Alright, here we are.

I made big promises about updating my blog with zine reviews and my life and whatever, but I haven’t been doing that.

To tell you all the truth, I have really been struggling the last few months to do most things. I have only just barely been keeping up with publishing Stumptown Underground and pitching in with the Portland Zine Symposium (that’s probably because they’re collectively organized, so I have other people helping keep me in line). This is mostly because I have been kind of depressed. Okay, not kind of, majorly.

This has been the first big bout of sadness I have had in 7 years. The last one was situational as well (read as: an unhealthy and draining relationship). I have been trying to figure out a serious relationship (in which I’ve had a boundary-pushing partner with a lot of issues while also trying to deal with my deeper issues popping up because we’ve been together for quite a while and because I am not getting all my emotional needs met), struggling with developing some new hobbies and a new line of work (which I have been open and honest with a few of my friends about, but which I can’t tell everyone about), I haven’t been biking and exercising enough (which would be a healthy way to combat some of these down-in-the-dumps feelings), and I was thinking that I maybe needed a break from most everyone.

I have a bad habit of isolating myself when I am sad. Primarily because I don’t want to bum anyone else out, but also because I feel embarrassed for being sad or depressed. This is horrible to do because, when you’re sad, that’s when you need your friends (your support network) the most. I am really thankful for the close friends I have that remind me how good it feels to talk to someone….. It’s what’s finally bringing my foot around to my ass to kick myself back into reality. Also, friends remind you that you’re worth getting your needs met and being in a loving relationship if your relationships get rocky.

My primary relationship was getting really rocky for a lot of reasons and it’s finally time for things to change, one way or another. Being with someone that is mostly inclined to see and expect the worst before the hoping for the best has been killing my usual appreciation and happiness with life. I hate this. I have had real problems in life, real struggles in situation I had no control over (an abusive parent and an abandoning parent), so I am not interested in treating life as horrible now. I am thankful to be alive, I am thankful to be me, I am thankful for my independence, I am thankful for every opportunity to love and be loved. I am, however, very much an emotional chameleon and the attitude of the people around me, especially people close to me, affects me profoundly. It’s hard when I hang out with someone depressing or angry, but it’s also what makes me so empathetic. I am thnkful for my close friends who have been reminding me of some key things as I have been getting caught up in the tornado of this partner’s problems and started feeling ways that are just not me…. It’s unacceptable for someone to get angry with me just because I am sad, especially when I am very supportive to that someone and their anxiety issues. It’s unacceptable to have a partner who will consistently lie to me to dodge any potential conflict. It’s unacceptable to have a partner who tries to superimpose their past relationships onto our relationship and onto me. It’s hard to draw the line and to know when to say when to say enough is enough, however, when you love someone and you feel like you can help your love… When you think that you’ve seen progress and you should just stick with them through this next things and then they will treat you nicely again… Or maybe this problem, or maybe once we get through that thing, or maybe just after this issue. With someone who is so overwhelmingly negative but also can be terribly charming and funny, the ups and downs are too extreme.

Knowing the distinction between the genuine effort it takes to navigate a healthy relationship and realizing that a relationship has engulfed you and taken you away from the other parts of your life is difficult. When you’re used to thinking everything will pass and be alright, it’s hard to see if someone you love actually has a problem of treating most problems like crises that they can never handle (so they just shut down, get angry or run away). Escalating more often than helping and resolving. For us it was especially hard because he brought me into a new community that I discovered I enjoyed and had a place in… Finding what my place is and learning a lot of new dynamics took a lot of patience, bravery, self reflection, mistakes and time…  But I don’t want to abandon the other communities in my life just because a new hobby is challenging. Figuring out that balance has been hard.

I am trying to get back to my own life and strike a balance again. I kind of came out as having been depressed and trying to get back to reality on twitter/facebook/to the friends I saw, but I wanted to take the time to really sit down and write about it more… This is in order to keep talking about it so that I can keep myself consciously working on these balancing issues, but also to put my feelings/experiences out there in case anyone wants to talk (or just wants to silently relate and be reminded that you’re not the only one).

And I think I am doing okay. I am going out more again and I getting back in touch with myself… My confident, independent self that has fun and appreciates that life is truly beautiful. I want to thank my close friends for being there for me. My close and supportive friends are the reason I am able to come out on the other side of all  these changes and balance myself back out with my new hobbies in tow, while also drawing some lines with my primary partner. My friends who reminded me that the rest of my life is still here and they still want to hang out even when I am sad. I am lucky for all of you and I can only hope that I am half as good of a friend to you as you all are to me.

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February 7, 2011 at 10:21 am

“On the radio whoa oh oh”

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Yesterday, Alex Wrekk and I went on The Nerd Report to talk about the Portland Zine Symposium and zines!

The hosts, Emily Gibson and Sabrina Miller, were nice and very funny. Before I do radio interviews (wow, I have done multiple radio interviews, what are these people thinking?), I try to listen to a few episodes of the show asking for an interview to make sure it will be a good/fun/etc. Because of this, I am pretty sure I am going to become a regular, Nerd Report listener, they rule pretty hard. And I already listen to other pdx.fm shows, like Cort and Fatboy.

I love doing interviews because you really have an opportunity to learn more about you already love by being forced to articulate explanations for what you’re so passionate about. Also, doing interviews along side of people who share your passion (i.e. in this case, Alex and I did the interview together), is a great opportunity to discuss together what you love in ways you might not think to normally.

Normally, Alex and I work really hard with the other PZS organizers to pull together the event when we meet to talk about and, if when we meet together just as friends, we may not feel like talking about all things PZS because we want to have friend time together. In an interview, we have the chance to talk about PZS just in general, not for the purposes of planning it, which is really refreshing! Also, it’s fascinating to experience how different interviewers choose to frame their questions. In this interview, we sort of mention that when Emily asks a pretty serious and relevant question in an really intelligent way, despite not knowing a lot about zines. Major props, Emily! It also made me feel pretty great when my slightly inappropriate jokes made Emily laugh so much that she put down her headphones, got up and walked around the room cracking up.

The interview was live yesterday, but you can still listen to it now online, found here: http://nerdreport.pdxaudioarchive.com/nerd_episode044.mp3