Wednesday, January 25, 2006

We did it

So it's official, we are now homeowners. We signed all the paperwork today. YAY! It's so exciting, we have so much work to do now! Moving, painting, how fun - our first home!
Well, that's what's been taking up most of my time lately and will continue to while we're packing and moving.
And you know what, this is going to be a super short entry cuz that's really all I have to say right now.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Go with your instinct

That's something I learned this past week.

So I had to go to the gyno last week, and made the mistake of randomly picking out one from my insurance directory. One, when I walked in the building smelled really bad. I had to hold my nose, but I thought it was just cuz there was construction going on outside. Two, when I got to the office (it was one of those office buildings with the suites rented out) it just didn't seem very clean. Not that it was dirty, but you know when you go to a doctor's office, you expect it to be immaculate, right? Three, the workers at the front desk (receptionists?) were very unprofessional. They screamed across the office unnecessarily (as I was filling out the forms "are you married?" they would scream across so they could start entering my information into the computer rather than actually wait for me to fill out the form) and one girl kept sighing loudly at the nuisance of have people there for her to help. By the way, I was also asked if I was a particular religion, I've never been asked that at a doc's office before, and thought it was strange.

So that was three things that made me kind of skeptical of the place.

Then I go see the doc. She was very nice, professional, smelled nice too. I had a urine sample taken, and when I talk to the doctor i tell her I think I might have a UTI because I had been urinating very frequently. She gives me a prescription, does the normal invasion, and as I'm leaving I hear one of the receptionists saying to the other "no I'm serious I threw one out," while she's holding a few urine samples. mmm, hmmm.. as I make a mental note to myself that I'm never coming back here.

A few days later one of the receptionists calls me at home and says my urine test came back negative. I say okay, then i shouldn't be taking this medication anymore then. She says no, wait, hang on, comes back and says "no, you should keep taking it." "well, is it making you feel better?" she asks, I say no, because I'm still peeing a lot. And she says hang on again, presumable going to talk to the doctor to ask her and comes back and says "yes, just finish the perscription anyway." So I do. I'm thinking they must have lost my urine, tossed a coin, and called me and said "your urine came back negative" and then just bsed saying, uh, yeah keep taking that medicine. . .

A couple days after I finish the medication I wake up with my stomach feeling like a mean little person is inside squeezing. I get up to use the bathroom and have massive diarrhea (I know, too much information) and vomit simultaneously. I call in to work sick, call my regular doctor (unfortunately he doesn't do pap smears, so that's why I went to this other doc, but I really like him, my regular doctor I've been seeing) and then I go lay down for a little bit more before I have to go in for my doctor appt. I was able to schedule.

As I get up to go back to the bathroom, I literally collapse on the couch, unable to walk. I get up and make it to another eventful trip to the bathroom, and come back and THANK GOODNESS my husband was working late that day, I walk as fast as I can, I'm blacking out, and I end up feeling my way around the wall and I remember banging my hip against the bedroom wall trying to keep my balance cuz I just wanted to see if he could drive me. he wakes up, sees me and says "what's wrong?!!" "I CAN'T see!" I whimpered! and he jolts out of bed, I collapse, he catches me, drags me back to the bathroom where I *&#*&# again.

So he calls in to work too, takes me to our doctor, and after several questions about what I ate (nothing unusual, same thing as mi amor, and he wasn't sick), he asks if I have been on any antibiotics recently. I tell him about my experience and mention I thought it was strange that even though it came back negative, I still was put on antibiotics. he said sometimes doctors will do that but the risk is that THIS COULD HAPPEN! My body flushed out everything, and I was weak due to the loss of liquid. So I had to take several icky meds to just get my body back to normal, which took several days.

What a horrible experience. And now I've shared it with you!

I should have gone with my gut instinct.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

you could get with THIS or you could get with THAT

I feel like a sellout. So here's the deal: I remember being in classes and the profs would tell us if we ever work for (insert where I work here) then we wouldn't be able to be involved politically, wouldn't be able to be there at the protests, at the marches. Ouch!!!, I thought, but then I thought I have other interests too, I could still do those (other interests)-being the overly optimistic person that I am

This is really killing me. Really. I tried to join AAUW, which seems like a good organization, not too "contraversial" that would be a "problem" with the J-O-B. But unfortunately they only meet Saturdays and I work on Saturdays, so that hasn't gone too well. (hello!?! not all college graduates have that nice M-F 9-5) So I did find an organization that would be perfect-NOW. They have meetings that would fit with my schedule, and of course the organization is suitable for me-meeting my beliefs and fighting for good causes. As some of you know I was pretty active in college, and met some really great people through a feminist organization. in fact, aside from an old friend (mel, you rock!), I never had friends that didn't judge me for being me. It was great to meet other people who understood the concept of basic human rights!

BUT, I can't join NOW! It's a "conflict of interest" for us to join an organization that is so involved politically. i'm struggling with how big a part of me this is that I have to give up. In fact, I've been thinking of other careers I could enter where this wouldn't be a problem. I miss being surrounded by like-minded people. I miss being involved. There's so much I feel like I'm missing out on, but of course I still have to pay those bills. . .

I honestly don't think we'll be here longer than a few years. Because I hate it to be honest. Why do they call it the sunshine state when really it rains all the time? And why do people keep referring to it as paradise when it's full of ghetto houses and the crime is high, and the poverty level is so high there was a 3-mile line to get emergency food stamps after the hurricane, yet the houses cost almost a half a million dollars, or a quarter of a million if you can get a "good deal." I get so angry at how so many people are ignored. Sure, let's act like we live in paradise, meanwhile people are struggling to get basic needs like FOOD and SHELTER! But nobody wants to address that, people down here are blinded by their greed. Greed for how much money can be made by price gouging on properties to live in this so-called paradise. I get so pissed off at the injustices I see here. People in mobile homes are being kicked out of their homes because these greedy developers bought up the land literally from under their feet so they can build houses and make their money. Where will the people in the mobile homes go? Nobody seems to care. OH, and by the way, we are being kicked out from our apartment! I don't think I've written about that here yet, but yes, they are being converted to condos, and we cannot afford the "great price" they offered to us for our apt. so come march, it's grab the hankerchief and stick like bugs bunny and go who knows where?

I'll stop now, this is getting long.

After I get some experience who knows, maybe I can switch to a different kind of organization, or even a completely different job. I was thinking something in law enforcement-no, not a cop, but more behind the scenes investigator. I would enjoy that I think.

Thursday, October 27, 2005

You Passed 8th Grade Math

Congratulations, you got 10/10 correct!
Thanks Mel, for leading me to this neat site. And what is it with MySpace, geez everyone has one now.
And thanks for anyone who was concerned about me, but everything is okay here. It's pretty chaotic, the power is out for most of the county (but not us, we got lucky and were only out a couple days) and most stores are closed, most traffic lights are out, so these crazy drivers are even more scary. So it's been a lot of peanut butter sandwiches (PBJ, PB & banana, PB & marshmallow, gott love that PB) and last night was the first time we could use our stove for a few days, so I made some ramen. I threw out the chicken flavor crap and spiced it myself and added tuna, it was a great meal. The stores unfortunately are not open very long so we can't get more food just yet, but we've still got a couple days more at least.
And I am so grateful to work for such a great company. Of course they expect us to be at work, so 1) they gave us free(hot!) meals for the first 2 days after the hurricane, 2) they pay us more than double time for being there in the "time of crisis"3) provide us with gas if we are low, do I need to say more, I love this company.
Also, I think we were pretty prepared-we stocked up on water and nonperishable food, filled up the bathtub which we needed to flush the toilet when the water was out. I'm really surprised that the day after the hurricane, there were lines for hours to get water and food, so many people just didn't prepare at all. And gas! Oh my, I live next to a gas station, and it is one of few to have power back and therefore be able to pump gas, so the line has been down the street (literally!) and people have been honking and yelling at each other.
And it kind of makes me mad how many people have been complaining about not getting enough aid, and the audacity to compare this to Katrina? This is nothing compared to that. Don't get me wrong, there are lots of trees down, several deaths, lots of homes were damaged, but you know, have some respect for the people who really went through hell. Not being able to take a hot shower is not the same as wading through a bath tub of death.
So yes, I am very lucky, I know it sucks to take a cold shower and have to sit in the dark, but it could always be worse. We are just so spoiled in this country.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Foot. . .in. . .mouth. . .

one of those cheesy expressions, I know, but I really felt that the other day I wanted to put my foot in my mouth just to shut myself up. I don't know why I'm the way I am , or if it'll ever change, or if I ever want to change the way I am. So I'm kind of a loner, am horrible at meeting new people, stumble over my words all the time, say stupid stuff all the time (and maybe that's why I try to stay quiet, there's no telling what will come out next!) A snob, he called me a snob! I hate when people assume I'm a snob because I'm quiet or perhaps said something that was misinterpreted. And I hate that when things like that happen I obsess over it although I know it is completely absurd. Like "I shouldn't have said that, I should have said this" <- nonstop thoughts in my head for the past 48 hours. BLAH, that's how I've been feeling. I seriously thought today that maybe its time to up the dosage on my Zoloft, cuz I shouldn't get so down over stupid things like that.

But let me be more positive here, I really don't want everyone thinking I'm all sad and lonely down here. Hmm . . . put together a girls night out last night, and that was pretty fun. Oh and I got a free ticket to a festival this weekend, where they are supposed to have some good Mexican food-mmmm! Oh, and did I ever mention that we got a Chipotle in a nearby town?! I've been missing that place, so good that we have one nearby.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005


So, on a shamlessly superficial note-I chopped it off! My hair is now the shortest I've ever had it-it's about chin length with layers and a little bit of bangs. Don't you love getting a new look-all day it's been compliments. It's a bit too short to put up in a ponytail (what an excuse to not work out. . .). I think I'm brave enough to go even shorter in the future-probably none of you saw the movie the prince and me, but of course I did cuz Julia Stiles was in it and I watch all her movies. (yeah, even "O" and this one weird freudian movie where she was in love with her father. . .) But I really liked her hair in the movie The Prince and Me, I'll keep this length for a while, but i think that next time I'll be a bit braver and go that length.

Other good news: my mom went to get tested to see if the cancer in our family is genetic or a family history. The test results came back and it is not genetic! That is great news, if it were genetic then I would have up to an 85% chance of getting breast cancer in my lifetime. But it's not genetic, so I basically have the same chances as anyone else. As you know, my mom, aunt, and grandma all have/had breast cancer. Here's a link if you are curious about genetic testing.

Oh I really hope the new kids in fmla are keeping up the boob bake sale tradition.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

"What does your vagina smell like?"

Do you ever pee and take a deep breath just to get a good whiff of your vagina cuz it just smells so good? To describe it, I'd say a lazy yet fun-filled day in bed. AHHHH. . .