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Obama is a greasy nigger...
22:24:59
Nov 29 2012
Suffice it to say that I'm now going to disappear for a few more days. The last thing I need to see and read here is racist bullshit...no doubt from an angry white guy who can't get over the fact that the country - and the world - is changing.
*chuckles*
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That's just not a socially acceptable comment at all.
I'm sure an admin will have something to say soon...lol
I am rather upset...no - make that pissed off. Sure...it's good that I finally know what is causing my stomach ailment; what isn't good is the fact that I get the results after almost TWO years of taking a scan!
Back in February of 2011, I was sent to another clinic from the crappy one I used to go to - the one that could never do anything except draw blood and write out prescriptions. Anyway, while having an exam this past Tuesday with my new doctor, he pulls up info from the other county clinic I went to...lo and behold, what I see on the computer screen is '...the patient has multiple gallstones (blah blah blah); possible cholelithiasis'...
Fuck - 'lith' means rock or stone - I know that much, dammit)
What pisses me off is the fact that I had repeatedly requested the results of my scan and kept getting brushed off, mainly by being told that I needed to make an appointment to see the doctor - the old lady who appeared drunk - to go over my results. I got tired of the runaround, and pretty much gave up, never knowing what the hell was going on with me. Since the omeprazole was working, I stuck with that. I should have the right to receive my medical information, you know?
I've had almost two years of pain and discomfort since the scan! What if I had a more serious aliment? What I have has gotten worse over the years! Good grief!
So, as it stands right now, I've got another blood test to do tomorrow (fasting tonight and in the morning) then soon I'll get an appointment for another scan...to see if the gallstones haven't moved or grown. In any case, I will most likely have to have surgery to remove the lil' bastards.
Fuck, fuck fuck!
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Sooo happy you kept the appointment. Sucks about the finding though.
aww Isis :( hope it is done soon though!
You have a legitimate case against the other clinic- if any of those stones had been too big, they could have easily killed you- they recklessly endangered your life for no reason. And chances are you will have to have that gall bladder removed-
And yes, you most assuredly are entitled to your medical records. I would have your current doctor contact that clinic and make some inquiries real quick. I cannot believe they endangered your health like that-
* I saw a Christmas tree up with decorations...around November 18th. I guess the occupants said to hell with Thanksgiving...let's do Christmas now!
(And on Christmas, let's watch the house burn down from the dried up tree)!
* I woke up Friday morning to a guy singing Mister Rodger's neigborhood song. I assume that he didn't hear the gunfire from the previous night.
* On my way home last week from visiting my mom, I saw a woman I went to junior high school with. I noticed her glancing at me from time to time, but decided not to engage her, once I figured out who she was: Linda and another girl - named Monique, of all names - used to pick on me. They were popular, and I was a nerd to pick on. While I'm not a knockout, Linda was a fucked up mess. She was always skinny, but now she was skeletal; her hair was totally gray, and she had absolutely no teeth.
(I knew that back in the 80's, crack played a big part in her life). So, even though I could have confronted her, I chose not to say anything and embarrass her.
Karma can be a bitch though.
* While at the laundrymat yesterday, I saw a guy loading a washing machine - no biggie, really. Except that he was sniffing some of the panties before tossing them into the washer.
I haven't been here in almost a week. My mom had a nice Thanksgiving with some of her friends, which was great, as I didn't want her to be alone. Boss #2 - Joan - found out that I didn't have any plans for the holiday, so she invited me to her house. At first I was gonna' decline, but with her insistance - and the fact that she, her husband, and some of their friends are a riot to hang out with - I accepted the invite...too bad that my stomach pains - which were growing by the day - shot my Thanksgiving to hell. I had to call Joan up to let her know that I couldn't participate in the feast (and this woman can cook really well too)!
So, my whole long weekend pretty much sucks. I get extreme pain within 15 - 20 minutes of eating, so I don't eat much. But...I found some omeprazole that I thought I lost! It will take awhile for it to kick in, but at least the pain will subside in a few days. And I finally see a doctor this upcoming Tuesday...Yay!
Now...if only this slow-assed piece of shit computer will behave...
Busy week...which is why I haven't been here in a few days.
What's up? Here it is:
* Whiskers is doing well. He finally took a poop that next morning, and now he's eating a bit more. His gums and lips are back to a healthy pink (not pale whitish-pink anymore).
* I went to visit mom on Friday, and met with a continuing care nurse. She deemed that my mom was over-doing it on the glucose blood testing and meds. Got her on a new regimen, which should be easier and healthier for her.
I also hung up some of her art for her...lol.
I'll have to contact my mom's attorney to get some updated medical info from her will, so the hospital will have it, as it has her info from 1997...yikes.
*I mailed off letters of interest to 4 different local community pharmacies too. If I get a reply from one, I'll be in heaven - lol. I never did get an answer from Walgreens, which was months ago. To be honest, I'd prefer a community pharmacy over a chain anyway...but the flip side is that I'd be happy to get a foot in the door anywhere!
* Work is draining me too, of course. Still busy - which is good - but still the same issues with lazy co-workers and dumbasses in general.
* My computer has been really a major pain for me within the last week, to the pont where it takes 45 minutes just to go through the emails. It's like - I don't even bother logging on much, as the damn thing takes too damn long.
Ho hum.
When I went to take out the garbage this afternoon, I had an urge to get the apartment number of the door where the crack ho camped at.
Imagine my surprise when I saw - written in what looked like black crayon - a message from the crack ho to the occupant, with perfect spelling, I might add (and to the best of my recollection):
"Why didn't you answer your door? I have money to pay. You should have answered the door! Child, you will be sorry."
WTF? A crackhead making a veiled threat to her dealer? Not too bright. Like - what's she gonna' do? Call the cops on him? Puke all over him while 'suckin' a titty', as she offered to me? Really?
I stayed home today with Whiskers. I was very frustrated with my calls to various vets in town, as none of them were willing to work with me as far as having an account with them, even with my previous vet - who let me pay off Whisker's bill of $750.00 before - vouching for me. No love!
Fortunately, I found a vet online who'd actually comminicated with me and gave me some useful info for $18. She was on Just Answers. justanswers.com/cat-health, to be exact.
I also recalled that I had a book on homeopathic home treatments for dogs and cats.
I'll keep up with the pumpkin, but only 2 teaspoons a day, and continue to give him tuna juice, and low sodium chicken broth (which I already have). I may have to feed him with a dropper, but hey - whatever works. I can also give him Miralax, with the vet's dosage recommendations.
Whiskers is still affectionate and talkative, and shows no flinching with pain whenever I pick him up - all of which are good signs.
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Yikes! I posted comments twice before that 'test' and they didn't post :(
Okay...I'll admit that I deserve to get a swift kick to the ass. If I could, I'd kick my own damn ass. But as I'm now calm and have come to terms with my transgressions, I'm all good now.
And why am I saying this? It is because I went off on a crackhead ho' around 1:30 in the morning.
I was awakened by loud inccessant knocking on an apartment door, about two doors away from my place. The knocking was getting louder, punctuated by banging, kicking, and a woman yelling "Answer the door! Answer the goddamn door!" I'm thinking 'Are you fucking kidding me?'
I tried to ignore the noise, but it was hard. I also wondered why no one else in the building didn't do anything. I called the cops, but they said that they couldn't do anything if I couldn't/wouldn't open the gate for them...well fuck, how do they get in the other times I've seen them running up the stairs? The goddamn crack heads seem to be able to get in alright...Anyway, at some point, I heard a woman talking loudly on her cell, stating that she was sick of the goddamn crackheads...and she sounded drunk.
I take a deep breath, and go back to bed. It was quiet for about 10 minutes, then the knocking and yelling started up again. I bolted out of bed, looked through the peek hole, and saw no ther people. I opened the door, and quietly asked the crackho to quiet down...please.
The bitch replied with "Fuck you, bitch. Mind your own goddamn business!" I'm seething, but I still keep my calm somewhat, when I told her that it was hard to keep to myself when she keeps waking me up. She started cussin' me out, while keeping her face hidden underneath her hoodie. I exploded. I got just as loud as her. Hell, at that point, since no one else confronted her or made a noise complaint, I figured - what the fuck - fuck them too. I don't recall all that I said, but I do remember telling her that she was "A hopeless sack of rotten pussy, and that you should just kill yourself."
After I said that, I felt bad - sort of. She was still going on, but I realized that talking/ arguing/cussing was not going to make the bitch go away. I was mortified that I actually stooped down to her level...me, a person who is usually calm and cool. Maybe my worrying over Whiskers triggered my belligerence, but still, that was no excuse for my awful behavior.
Funny thing - no one opened a door to tell us to shut the fuck up, or join in. Of course for a variety of reasons - mainly 'I don't want to get involved'.
So, while the crack ho was muttering about eating My pussy, I just closed the door. I took a deep breath, hugged the kitties, apologizing for frightening them, and went back to bed. Listened to my iPod to drown out the noise.The bitch kept it up for another hour and a half, from my best guesstimate (When I got up later to go to the bathroom, she was still out there keeping up her ruckus).
That crack ho's evil aura enveloped me for awhile. I had a bad taste left in my mouth. But I later slept very well, and woke up really feeling as if all of the bullshit was just a dream.
...And if I ever see those twig legs with that dirty red hoodie - and no one else is around - I'm smackin' that bitch.
Eeeerrr...so much for my transgressions.
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Don't feel bad. You dealt with it much better than I would have. I hope she stays quiet.
Surprised the police or anyone else didn't get involved.
Just remember- arguing with a crack ho is like wrestling a pig in the mud....you both get dirty, and the pig likes it.....
Exactly, Red. Which is why I was angry with myself for engaging the bitch.
You should have at least captured it on video with your phone. That would have been something to watch. LOL!
I watched "Abraham Lincoln - Vampire Hunter" last night on Demand. I liked it more than I thought I would. And it was visually a treat.
Later on in the night, while clicking through channel after channel, I came upon this lil' gem; I laughed my ass off!
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I saw that movie at the theater, I thought it was awesome myself.
Don't you know shortie is the big dance craze these days? I think it's freaking ridiculous.
I live in a vacuum, and have no clue as to what is hip or new these days...lol.
I was gifted with that film for my b'day recently but need time to watch it :-(
That is my favourite movie right now. I saw it twice in theatres, then actually purchased the DVD. I don't think I have ever actually paid money for a legitimate film. Heh. I was hoping for a director's cut.
I had to force feed a bit of pumpkin on Whiskers this morning. Earlier, he didn't eat any of his cat food. So far, he hasn't puked, but he hasn't done his business in the litterbox either (Well - he is peeing normally though, which is good).
He cuddled with me and went to sleep after their early morning breakfast...Later, he begged for some cooked Spam so I gave him a few tiny bits. I think I'll also give him some chicken soup in about an hour - rice and pasta are fine for cats too. And of course - more pumpkin. I need to see his lips and gums become a darker pink, and he needs to poop!
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When I read the first sentence ... ^^ was thinking >>
Hope your pet gets well soon though :) x
Cats will do everything to hide an illness or injury...and I'm worried about Whiskers - one of my cats.
I've noticed that he is losing weight. He is throwing up more than his occasional hairballs. If you'd look at him, he looks fine. But his long hair covers up the spine that I shouldn't feel sticking out, along with his pelvic bones. I don't think that he suffers from hyperthyroidism, as he isn't eating voraciously, or drinking a lot of water. (He never eats a lot to begin with). I believe that he may have a hairball blocking his intestines.
This is scary, especially as I can't afford vet visits right now. I do know that if a cat has trouble eating and/or keeping food down, pumpkin is the best thing to feed it. I always keep some frozen, so I took it out to thaw this morning. After I got home from shopping and doing laundry, I heated up about two tablespoons, and added a bit of butter and sugar. I thought that I'd have to fight and force the stuff down his throat, but he ate it all! He was hungry!
Now, he's sittin' here looking pretty. Bus as I stated before, looks can be deceiving with cats' health and well being. I'll feed him some more in about an hour.
My poor kitty!
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I hope Whiskers feels better.
Don't like sick babies :( Look in your area for low cost vet help. They are getting more popular.
I have a FIV+ kid and he is healthy on the outside, but I worry all of the time for him.
I really do feel for you.... x
You can find out interesting tidbits about people by chatting with them, and/or noticing something interesting about their style. The following people are all at the college where I work.
Match the person with the unexpected tidbit:
1. Young black kid with saggin' baggin' pants
2. 60+ white female college instructor
3. Young white pierced tatted out rocker dude
4. 30-something female Japanese student advisor
a. Randomly does a booty dance
b. Sports a George Clinton t-shirt - a fave shirt
c. Blasts Rammstein from i-Pod
d. Is a big fan of the rapper Pit Bull
Tired as hell. Still feeling crappy physically too. I'm mentally upbeat due to the election results, however. It was funny hearing fireworks go off in my neighborhood last night, with a guy driving up and down the street screaming "Obama! Obama!" from his car.
(Just FYI: If it wasn't for 'Obama Care', I wouldn't even have the county health coverage I now have, as it was created by a federal grant from the feds, ie Obama Care...now, if only it could work faster and smoother...making an appointment in June for the end of November is too long a wait)!
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Seems something is going around :(
Batten down your hatches for the eve and get some good sleep! And lots of fluids too!!
*hugs*
These things look fine on paper but when put into action you have the probs that you are now familiar with.
Sending you good vibes as always .. x
Get some rest and stay cozy!!hopefully you eill feel better soon.
Feel better
*more hugs*
Hugs are free and they feel awesome! lol. :)
Get well soon darlin... Hugs. I hope the system over speeds up a bit!
And people keep asking me if health care in Canada is free- some people...lol
I hope you feel better sugar. If I was there, I'd chicken soup ya and rock ya to sleep personally.
My stomach was kickin' my ass yesterday and today; I called in sick early this morning. Stan - Boss #1 - texts me back, begging me to come in for a few hours, for the huge lunch crowd.
Okay - I give in, as I want a job, you know? Nevermind that I had to visit the restroom three times in two hours...yuck. The hot weather doesn't help either!
I get about a dozen assholes, and I have to admit that I wasn't my normal cheery professional self - three people actually got a tongue lashing from me. A person can only take so much shit, ya' know? People were looking at me like 'Oh shit - this normally nice lady is gonna' really go off on someone...' Almost!
I worked from 9:30 to 1pm. Came straight home.
Got a call from a nurse concerning my mom and her difficulty managing her diabetes. I had planned on going to work this Friday, but now I'll have to meet with this nurse at my mom's place. I'll miss more work, which will result in a smaller check...damn. But - I have to help take care of Mom, and that's more important.
Now - I think I'll do some research on local pharmacies. Maybe even create a few letters of interest in search of a job. I'd be happy with weekend work to start, while I remain at the college. Gotta' start somewhere...!
Damn, I sure do feel like crap right now!
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Oh sweetie, I wish you well and hope that the situation eases for you. x
Im with BLOOD on this.Hang in there..get well soon!! :/ Healing thoughts comin your way.
Saw get well soon... What a meanie boss asking you to come in!
Hang in there! Can't offer much more as I'm pretty wiped out myself.
Ahhhhh man. Girl...I hope you and your mommie feel better and that your guy's health improves. I hate hearing that you're going through so much tummy trouble. I feel bad for your mom as well. Please give her all my best and know that you BOTH are in my prayers at night. *big hugs*
I spent most of Friday at my mom's, which was good. While I talk to her a lot, it has been awhile since I actually went down to visit her.
(Plus - where it use to cost $11 total to go see her, it now cost $22, as we have both moved further away from each other...jeesh)!
Did my usual 'Friday chores' on Saturday...and I'll remember not to EVER do laundry on the weekends...too many damn people and their funky clothes! I did some shopping too - mainly food and stuff for the cats.
And I cleaned up the place, as usual. I'm a neat freak, ya' know.
The weather is warming up again - not that it has ever been cool. But really...should we be having 80+ weather in November?
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What quirky weather!
We're still getting 80's too but we're also in the High Desert lol. I'm glad you got to see your momma. Im also glad that you got stuff for the kitties too. Our crap ass roommates that were anti-cat moved out and I tried to bring the kitty in from outside...and she wasn't havin' it lol. She'd rather be outdoors. *rolls eyes*
I tried. lol.
This work week has been full of 'what the fuck?' moments...there were two things that were the WTF crowning achievements, however:
* The Creepy Robotics Guy
One day after the lunch crowd rush, I'm stocking chips. I hear a fairly loud motorized sound coming my way. I stand up to come face to face with a foam wig head on a four foot high poll.
It scared the crap out of me for a moment, as it also had a skull face drawn on it.
The thing starts zipping around, then circles around me. I'm thinking 'If whoever is running this thing doesn't stop, I'm gonna' kick it over'... right then, this nerdy guy walks in fussing with the remote. I made some comment like 'nice work', and he just grinned. As of now, he - and his roaming head on a stick - have been in the center a few times, freaking people out. The wierdo never utters a word, yet that contraption of his is noisy enough.
* Dead Man Walking...I mean, Dead Bird Flying
You know when you have one of those fucked up Murphy's Law days? When everything seems to go wrong?
Well, today was like that. It started off good though. I got to work early, got a lot done, Boss #1 really depended on me, especially with Boss #2 on vacation, customers load accolades upon me...
Then, my left knee flares up out of the blue. My eyes get dry, and I have to keep squeezing them shut to produce tears. I get papercuts galore. I want to punch one rude asshole, and I can't wait to go home.
When I am finally walking out the door, the weather is nice. I take a deep breath and smile. A pretty white pidgeon flies overhead, then just drops to the ground dead, about three feet in front of me...great.
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Ooo do you suppose it could be an omen? If a path crossing black cat is not a good thing one can only imagine what the implications of a dying white pigeon might be.
Are you looking to change perfume peraps?! hehe
ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, that has seriously given me the biggest belly laugh I have had all week. Thank God I am only going a week between these days, instead of months-
But THAT was fucking hilarious. Really, girl you just know how to spill it...lmao
That's some cray cray shit. The incident with the bird woulda freaked me out too. I'm sorry about your knee and your eyes. *hugs*
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BLOODLIFE
09:42 Nov 30 2012
Good to see you about :-)