Seg, tonsils and REALLY bad news

first, the REALLY bad news: Dox's mom passed away 3 days ago and Hino did not tell us until today. so we feel really bad because we would have atleast sent flowers or, if needed, money. she had been sick for a very long time but that doesn't mean it is less of a shock to loved ones.

Maniac Mike is in Seg. he got caught with a broken razor blade that he had in a book. he would use the 2 pieces of the blade to light cigarettes using batteries. he will be in Seg until the 25th of this month. both Popeye and i told him to ditch the blades when he had no cigarettes but he is his own stubborn self (as, i guess, he should be) and got caught. Seg means he lost his single cell, had all his shit removed, cannot call or get visits. he can get mail and newspapers and can still place store orders (from a select group of items.) this is his first time in Seg while in RI. i don't feel sorry for him, but Angel is so bothered by not getting her phone calls that i thing she is depressed.

i have a brand new, never before experienced illness...WOW...YAHOOIE! something new to make life interesting. my tonsils are exuding liquid of some sort. it has some connection to my lymph system. my throat hurts really bad one day, and the next, it's not too bad. i was originally prescribed azythromycin in pill form, but that triggered the Celiac Monster so i was switched to liquid and that's fine. now, i wait.

hoping to register to vote at the Town Hall in the town where i now live tomorrow. (terrible grammar!)

no good news today, sorry.

what's wrong with me?

hey ho boys and girls. i can't believe it's almost 2:30 on my day off and i haven't posted yet. what is wrong with me, you might ask? let's see: iron deficiency anemia, pernicious anemia, Hashimoto's thyroiditis, migraines, PCOS, impaired blood sugar, CFID's, Fybromyalgia, erythromelalagia (very rare), posttraumatic stress syndrome, fibroids, colitis, and a general pain in the ass. but that's not why i haven't posted. i haven't posted because i am LAZY.

on the front page of the ProJo the other day, there was a photo of a family with 16 children! SIXTEEN! the baby maker (wife) had just given birth to the 16th. no one, NO ONE, in this day and age, should have the right to have so many kids. personally, any couple with more than one and a half kids should learn to keep their legs together and their pecker in their pants! so there! or, here's a novel idea, use birth control. or self control. we complain about welfare mothers being a drain on society...and you don't think one family with 16 brats isn't going to put a drain on or resources? oh, just so you know, the family was white as white can be. didn't read the article, but i bet they're Catholic. we Catholics love to produce. God forbid that the pope should think we were using birth control. nope, we'll show him...see...7 kids and no CONTROL! yippee. Every Sperm is Sacred!

blood test

hi. i'm home. i had a blood test taken. i hated it. i can take a shot. i LOVE my b12 shots and i love the Novacaine needle that the dentist shoots into your gums to numb ya up. as long as i don't look at the needles, they don't bother me. i even had one of those nerve tests..MME's or something, where they shove long needles in your arm and hands (or legs and feet) to see if you have nerve damage and zap you with an electric jolt. i told the doc, as long as i never see a needle, i'll be fine. so, i kept my eyes closed and i swear it didn't hurt a bit. both my sister and my husband had the same test done and both said it hurt like fucking hell. my husband said he wanted to kick the doc in the balls so bad. but, didn't bother me. i used to hate IV's, too but, again, as long as i don't look, i'm okay and i have learned to love the Regaln IV's. had a biopsy on my thyroid, fine. no pain. but bloodwork...now that fucking hurts and makes me dizzy and shakey and i feel like i slide right outta my body. slip! hate it. always have. it's the one needle i can't tolerate. i know it goes back to when i was 8 and in the hospital for meningitis. (never get a spinal tap!! NEVER!). a bitchy, mean nasty nurse vampire came in to take my blood, put the needle in, forgot to secure the tube and blood spurted all over me. and she was nasty about it, like it was my fault. shit, i nearly DIED form meningitis and here this bitch nurse is ragging on me for her stupidity. ha! anyway, i was fine today but i never get the cute kiddie bandaids anymore!

home again

i left work after an hour. i don't even want to talk about it. i am both royally pissed and even sicker. now my nose is running. my nose was not running when i woke up. tomorrow, i'll call the doctor. my doc is in only thurday nights. that's it. which is okay cause i don't work thurday nights. i know i don't have strep because i got swabbed at the Urgent Care saturday. every so often, i get a bout of nausea and vomiting for no apparent reason and the only thing that helps is a Reglan IV. but, this feels viral, but then again, when i first started vomiting, i thought it was a bad migraine. this is what fibromyalgia does to you. it deceives and fucks and makes one crazy. i HATE it. so i could have a virus, the flu, colitis or just CFIDs symptoms. i'm going to take some more Reglan pills. look, i'll try to be happier later but i promise nothing. so there!

i tried to call in...

it really pisses me off being sick. i hate it. i do not do sick well. i get all pissy and crappy and i'm miserable to be around. but what pisses me off even MORE is calling in to work sick and getting a sob story. one employee is on vacation and my supervisor will be late and someone leaves at 3:30 well, fuck it then. i'll go to work and spread my viral germs and puke all over the patrons (now wait a minute...that could be fun!) and generally stomp around and be miserable and make everybody else sick and miserable and SEE! see how miserable i am. sheesh! sometimes i hate my job.