Hmm.

Jun. 21st, 2012 12:33 pm
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It's probably not a good thing when a combination of events at work end up with you having a minor meltdown at your desk. Right?
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The last two weeks have been absolutely crazy here.

Hubby had a sore backside for no discernible reason about three weeks ago. Fast forward to today, and we've had two urgent care visits, an ER visit, one surgery clinic followup and a diabetes clinic visit. Long story short, an abscess burst, the skin roof came off and it got infected, so now there's twice-daily home wound care (aren't I the luckiest thing), Type 2 Diabetes (full-blown, no mistakes, he's got it), and, like, seven different prescriptions. Well, seven prescriptions PLUS a blood glucose meter, finger stabbers lancets and testing strips.

Along with all of that, the idle air control valve in the car decided it was done being operational, so we've been needing to rely on rides from my dad and anyone else who was willing until the part arrived, because no bloody store carried it, it was special order in all of them. ALL OF THEM. *takes deep breath* The part arrived today, and we also had to swing by the dealership for some kind of gasket thing.

I stayed home from work all week, which was nice, although the reason for it wasn't so nice. But, exhausted from all the running around, I haven't cleaned much of anything.

I did manage to finish my submission for the [personal profile] hp_porninthesun fest, so I'm excited for that; posting started today! :D I'm not as pleased with my submission this year as I was last year, but I like it well enough, so hopefully my recipient will, too.

How are all of you?

*sigh*

Mar. 18th, 2012 09:20 pm
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Falling apart.

I am fucking falling apart.

I've spent nearly this entire evening alternating between crying and gagging up acid spit. I believe, friends, that I've developed my first ever case of heartburn.

And I cannot handle it. Hubby is out being heroic right now and buying Tums and some other OTC med so that I have it handy; I'm currently pain-free, but as this has been happening daily for nearly a week, I'm not expecting this is over.
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*frowns*

All right, we'll try this again. Note to self: Copy entire post before hitting the "post" button, just in case the entries page eats the damn thing again.

FLIST! It's been a while! I've been coming and reading entries, and keep telling myself I'm going to post "as soon as I have some time," but that never seems to happen. *rolls eyes at self*

Cut for length. )

I am sure there a million and one more things I could put here, but am drawing a blank. I find myself doing that more and more often...which is kind of sad, considering that two weeks from today, I will only be 34.

If you want an update on anything I haven't rambled about in this post already, please don't hesitate to ask! I want to get back into the habit of posting again, so hopefully it won't be so long a wait. ;)

EDIT: Dreamwidth People: Does anybody know why, when I move the mouse out of the entry box on the create entries beta page, the text in the box leaps upward? I don't mean the words switch places or anything, but the whole text body itself scrolls up each time I move the mouse out of the box, and never just stays where I left the damn cursor. I can even stop typing, move the mouse out, then back in and back out a couple times without typing at all, and it will keep scrolling up a bit with each movement in and out. I'll check the bug list thingy later, of course, but thought I'd pose the question here, just in case anyone has a quick, easy answer. ....I wonder if it does this from home. I'll have to check; at work I'm forced to use IE8, but use firefox at home.
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I am so behind the times, friends. 2012 has been here for 25 days now, and it has been a rough start for our house.

A rough outline of The House of Sick. )

Needless to say, I have not been available to do much of anything lately. I've been trying to keep up on reading entries, but in the interest of saving time because my God, I do not have the spoons, feel free to comment and let me know what all I've missed!

And also, HAPPY NEW YEAR to everyone! ♥♥♥
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1. Nothing too new from Friday's post. I went to the doctor; I am showing signs of "ulnar nerve compression," and have been referred for physical therapy and possibly an EMG. I don't want the EMG because it requires sticking my arm with several sharp things, so we'll see if PT helps, first. The only thing that didn't fit with the UNC diagnosis was the swelling, so they're going to keep an eye on it.

Also, it has been recommended that my workspace have an ergonomic evaluation by the safety education coordinator - who will have a field day because none of these workstations are ergonomically correct in any way whatsoever.

So now I have a wrist brace thing, which I have discovered I hate. Passionately. But I wear it most of the time. I have to take it off here and there because DAMN, it is irritating - and a little painful - but I'm mostly behaving myself.

2. Boychild had his very first school dance on Friday. A Halloween dance, of course; he and one of his best friends, Thing 1 (Thing 2 is one grade behind them in another school), went together to eat free pizza and see what exactly a "dance" is all about. Neither of them danced apparently, but they played pool and ate pizza and drank soda and ogled some girls they don't want to admit to finding attractive. I am assuming this is typical 13-year-old boy behavior; both are interested in the possibility of more dances.

I feel bloody OLD. Didn't I just get home from a junior high school dance five days ago? *sigh*

3. Hubby and I killed time while the boys were at their dance by first hitting up Trader Joe's - they have so much great stuff. We picked up some pumpkin cream cheese and gingersnap cookies (dip the cookies in the cream cheese and ZOMG, autumn treat heaven, I shit you not), some chai mix and cereal, and "toscana cheese brushed with cinnamon," which is the reason I wanted to go in the first place. SO. GOOD.

After that, we spent the rest of our time in Barnes & Noble, ogling books. [livejournal.com profile] superbeffie, I picked up The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins, and proceeded to devour it. I still need to read the other two, but I read the first and am willing to discuss it with you if you want!

4. Made cheeseburger chowder for dinner yesterday, and the crock pot just wasn't big enough. Had to move it into a huge canning pot to finish cooking the last couple hours. Our crock pot has served us very well for 11 years, but we're going to need to pick up another for bigger jobs, I think. Regardless, the soup turned out great and I have leftovers for lunch. Nom.

5. Boychild has not yet decided whether he's going to trick-or-treat tonight. We've left it up to him, but whether or not he goes, this is his last year. He carved a pumpkin last night (after getting Grandma to clean it for him, the wimp), and it's on the balcony now.

6. Huh. I don't think I have a six. Guess that means I'm done for now!


HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!
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I am flailing a bit at the thought of typing up All The Words. I haven't posted in ages, it seems - indeed, I am not even certain when my last post WAS. Summer. Probably.

Shall we see if I can sumarize?

1. Boychild started seventh grade and turned 13. Same curriculum, but new school, new approach to classes (he's got eight different ones and has to move between them, whereas in previous years it's been one teacher and mostly the same classroom). There has been much struggling, both for him and for us, and tears on both sides to prove it. Things are smoothing out some now, but it's going to be a work in progress.

A little grainy, as I saved it from hubby's FB with my phone, sorry... )

2. Work is...better. I am still swamped, both overloaded and manager-admitted-underpaid, but-. Changes - big ones - are in the works. I just got my yearly review today, and it was actually really, really good. I was given more info than my other coworkers are being given because the manager is expecting bigger things from me. As a result, I feel very secure in my position, and am aware that doors will be opened in various ways soon, and all I have to do is step through them. I can be open minded, and he is aware that he'll need to give me details in some areas. I'm not feeling the need to seek employment elsewhere, so as far as I'm concerned, things are looking so much better than they were a year ago, even six months ago.

3. Dad had gastric bypass at the beginning of September. He's lost 70 pounds so far, has already lost several clothing sizes, is back into a belt he hasn't been able to use for five years, and is *this far* from being considered "no longer diabetic." This is a HUGE deal, and means that the surgery was really the right thing for him.

4. Sister number three (child number four of the five of us) went through extensive psychiatric testing over the last several months, and the results are in - she will never be able to hold down any kind of meaningful work, or be a functioning member or society. She will probably always live with my parents. While the diagnosis vexes me (I do not pretend to understand how depression or mental illness work), at least now she can apply for disability benefits and possibly bring in *something* to help with my parents' expenses.

5. Sister number two (child three) had her baby girl at the end of August. Eja Alessandra was born 25 August at 12:30 AM EST, 5 pounds, 10.2 ounces and 19 inches long. She was healthy at birth and mom came through it better than her first one. A day later, some kind of enzyme or something stopped working or started working or (Jesus, can we tell I'm not even remotely clued in to illness-related stuff?!) whatever, and baby had a partially collapsed lung, among other things. It was touch and go for a couple days, and then my sister and her hubby moved the baby to a children's hospital, where she immediately began improving. God bless children's hospitals, as well as their incredible staff!! Eja is happy and healthy now, and getting bigger each day.

A few pictures of my pretty niece! )

6. Try not to pass out with this news: I am going to the doctor today. Not for most of the things I should also probably be seen for, but-. Last month, my right elbow started hurting. It only took a day or two for it to shift and spread down the outer part of my forearm and into my outer wrist and the ring and pinky fingers.

It's affecting my work speed; it hurts to add more than a couple pages of figures. Typing too long hurts. Sometimes writing - the act of holding the pen itself - hurts. And lots of other things are affected, too: I can't really open my own soda bottles anymore, or lift a pot of pasta to drain it, etc. I get out of having to help carry in the groceries, but that's not exactly a trade-off I can fully enjoy, as it hurts to do a host of other things I never actually realized used those particular areas.

I had to wait to be seen, unfortunately, but the day is here, so we'll see what's what, hopefully. Everything I've read points me away from carpal tunnel and mostly in the direction of tennis elbow, but again - we'll see what's what.

On the TMI scale... )

7. We had our week at the lake in August, which was lovely, and we just had a long weekend up in Duluth, which for the first time ever was GORGEOUS, weather-wise. I would LOVE to live up there. I never, ever get tired of it, even in the rain and gloom and snow. There weren't many leaves left on the trees, but the ones that were there were that stunning autumn red.

8. I've been writing quite a bit, working on my next-gen HP piece I started years ago. I'm revamping quite a bit and writing new scenes, too, and enjoying every second of it. Speaking of HP, one of these days I should post another of my one-shots.

9. Um. I think that's everything? If you'd like me to expand on anything, please let me know! I am reading entries, but haven't commented in ages; I will work on that, but am making no promises as we head into the ever-busy holiday season. Please know that I read you all and am thinking about you. ♥
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Flist. I am sorry, I have been missing. Not that I expect anybody's missed me (though I secretly hope at least someone has), but still-. January was crazy, and February's just been kicking my ass, too.

But I hope to be back to fairly regular - for me, that is - posting, and soon. In the meantime:

Dear Period:

DIAF.

That is all.

No love (and wishing hard for early menopause while I'm at it),
Kim
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So, first things first:

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!
I wish all the best for each of you this year!


And now with that said, as far as I'm concerned, 2011 can JUST GO FUCK ITSELF.

Some of you already know about my year so far, but most of you don't, so here, quick recap:

New Year's Eve was rung in with me in bed with a moaning and groaning, tummy-achy Boychild. He was puking and couldn't do a number 2, and didn't want anything touching his belly. We thought it was very similar to his stomach flu last April, and called the nurse line on Saturday morning (New Year's Day) to get an opinion. They told us to go to the Children's hospital to the ER because it might be appendicitis.

Sure enough, Boychild had his appendix out that evening - and apparently, so did my aunt. How weird is that?!

Anyway, we spent that night in the hospital, went home the next day. Kept him home Monday, and Tuesday, and were back in the ER Tuesday night because he was having pain that wasn't getting better. After six hours or so, some pee in a cup, some Xrays and a few CAT scans, everything was normal and we went back home. Stayed home with him again Wednesday.

Over those few days, a nasty cold was developing for me, and while we sent Boychild back to school on Thursday, I stayed home because I was feverish and lightheaded from all the coughing. Managed two hours of work on Friday before being ordered home by the manager.

Felt better Saturday. Had some fabulously authentic El Salvador cuisine for lunch, enjoyed some time bumming around a bit. Got the ingredients I was missing for making chorag (Armenian tea bread) - which turned out gorgeously for a first attempt on Sunday, thankyouverymuch - and just generally had a really nice day on Saturday till 7:30 PM, when MY WALLET WAS STOLEN.

We actually don't know if it fell out of my coat pocket and someone found it or if it was actually grabbed from my pocket, but-.

They cleaned out our bank account over the course of Saturday evening and Sunday (yesterday). Apparently, I didn't really think people could be so carelessly indecent, which is why I'm so, so upset over this.

Canceled the check card Sunday morning and filed a police report, went through the motions.

So anyway, went to the bank this morning right when it opened, and they've been very good to us. Started the process, reversed all the charges and resulting overdraft fees; they'll also keep an eye on still-pending transactions for us, and the girl gave us her card and told us to also keep our eyes on it and let her know anything that seems off.

In the Small Favors department, my Social Security card was NOT in there, and we didn't have credit cards in there. Some debit cards, but they all require a PIN to be used, and the PIN isn't written anywhere. Canceled them anyway to be sure, but am reasonably certain they'd be useless.

Have to go get a new ID this coming weekend, and still call the library, among other places.

Our Relative Custody Assistance check was in my wallet, too, so hopefully the idiots didn't try cashing it; we'll have to get it reissued. And of course, the one person I need to talk to about it hasn't bothered to return my call yet.

My head wants to explode. And dammit, I LIKED that wallet.

I've said it once and I will say it again: PEOPLE are my pet peeve.

It's been a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad YEAR. I think I'll move to Australia.
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Why is December always such a mad rush to the finish line?! I feel like there are a million and one things to do, and I've got two weeks to do them in; it's mind-boggling.

Just a few things here and there. )

I hope everyone is having a good holiday season so far!
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1. Dentist appointment went all right yesterday. She tried shooting me up with the Novocaine by herself this time, but apparently, I kept trying to get away from the needle - even with my eyes shut. She ended up giving me more topical numbing stuff and then getting the assistant to come hold my hand and keep me still.

So both fillings are done, which means I'm done now except for regular cleanings, although the dentist did say that my bottom one may end up needing root canal down the road. I'm not too horrified about it; I don't like going to the dentist by any means, but she and her assistant have been so good with me that I'm not panicky about the idea like I might otherwise be.

Since both fillings were in my back right molars, top and bottom, they had to shoot me up with, like, double the Novocaine; something about the bottom ones being deep tissue and they're always harder. So I leave the place and go with hubby to bum around Target till it was time to pick up Boychild from school, and my lips are all dry and icky, right? So I pull out my lip balm and try to put it on. I got the top lip done all right, and half the bottom lip before apparently continuing to draw across the rest of my face. I couldn't feel my lip after about the middle, and of course that whole portion of my face was just as devoid of feeling. I thought hubby was going to wet himself, he was laughing so hard! Which made me laugh, too, and then I promptly forgot how to swallow properly, which was partially because my tongue - also numb - was caught on my teeth on that side and I couldn't tell.

Cue nearly-hysterical laughter in the middle of Target. Image and video hosting by TinyPic

Finally regained all feeling about five hours or so later - and had to dig out the leftover Vicodin from July's root canal because WOW, Novocaine makes me sore!

Feeling all right today, but leery about eating anything really solid, still.

2. All managers and supervisors are out today; it's been lovely up here.

3. My mom's dog didn't need surgery after all; the vet said it should be cleared up with the proper medication, so Christmas is saved for them. I feel like a heel for bitching about it yesterday, but JESUS. You know?

4. I have graphics I need to make this evening, among other things - hopefully I'll remember everything!

5. How is everyone doing this week? ♥
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I know I haven't posted in weeks, and I'm sorry that this one is going to be bitchy. I promise to come back on the weekend and post some pictures and general life stuff.

Brain vomit ahead...you have been warned. )

Sigh. I could use some hugs and a couple days on the sofa with some movies and girlfriends. It's OK to bitch about not having that available to me, right? :(
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It's 2:16 PM and I am nearly asleep here at my desk. I cannot, for the life of me, figure out why.

Once the EVILCRAMPSFROMHELL morphed from "severe" into "tolerable" last night, I got plenty of sleep. Even getting up three times to go to the bathroom.

You know, of my 28 Vicodin pills, I've only taken six and a half. Since Monday. And none of them actually made me tired. Do you think they're all catching up with me now?

I wondered, because I keep catching myself doing that head-bob thing that my dad does in church - or at other various functions - when he's bored senseless. And then you nudge him and he wakes up and wipes the corner of his mouth because he's realized there's a little bit of drool there and goes, "Huh-whaaaa?" And you say, "Wake up, you were sleeping." And he retorts, "Nuh-uh, I was praying." Very seriously, like he fully believes God will buy it.

Anyway, I keep catching myself doing that at my desk. My mouth and my uterus are ganging up on me right now, but I'm afraid to take another half Vicodin (I haven't taken any at all yet today) because what if it has me sprawled across my desk, no longer head-bobbing and catching myself at it, but flat out sleeping with drool pooling beneath my cheek? Because for real, I drool when I sleep.

Oooh, news flash, Chunk just brought me a bite of his cake. Heather brought him cake while he was on lunch and told me to tell him it was from her and so I put a note on it that said "from Heather! Yummy! I want some, too." And he just brought it to me and let me have a bite. I just wanted the frosting because OMFGFROSTING, HELLO. It was good.

But seriously, now - do I avoid the half a Vicodin? Because I'm back to head-bobbing.
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1. OK, first things first: [personal profile] kate is having a birthday today!

Happy Birthday, Kate!!


And I KNOW I've missed a couple birthdays since, what, May? Beginning of June? And of course, they drop off the little reminder thing on the home page after they pass, so I don't even remember who all I missed. In which case:

Happy Belated Birthday to Everyone I've Missed!!


I hope all of you had (or are having, in [personal profile] kate's case) a fabulous day!

2. A coworker had a birthday yesterday, and I completely failed to say anything to her. So I'm making her a little picture for her cube with highlighters and markers and stickers I keep on hand for the kids. Never let it be said that I'm not creative when it counts! *hee*

3. My gums don't hurt as much today, which is good, but my cheek is still swollen quite a bit. I'll give the amoxicillin time to work, but if it still hurts after the scrip runs out, I'm going to have to ask about it.

4. I've realized that I clench my teeth on the right side when I sleep. I don't grind them, but I clench them, and it's really irritating - I don't know how to stop. And how weird is it that I only do it on one side and not both?

5. Bought a pill cutter yesterday. The row of them were labeled as $4.13 each, but it rang up as $1.30. That's what I call awesome.

6. Been making my grocery list for our week at the lake. Already informed people they should have cash for me up front for shopping, and everyone's cool with it, so yay!

7. It'll be so nice to get up there for a week and just relax.
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I am so, so cranky.

My mouth hurts, but it's an abstract kind of pain. My gums hurt, of course, but the entire area is having phantom pains from that damn wedge thing, and it's making me all weepy. I was supposed to have another tooth filled yesterday, but the dentist decided I'd had enough for the day, and I didn't argue. I can't even-. *waves hand vaguely*

I get like this after trauma. Sorry.

I want to take half a Vicodin, but 1) I'm at work now and it's supposed to make you drowsy - and with the way a single dose of Benadryl knocks me out, any kind of drowsy is not a good idea at work - and 2) I want to buy a pill cutter so I CAN take only half. Pill cutter will have to wait till after work, sadly.

I haven't actually cried today, but I feel like anything could set me off. Already came close when Problem Child had himself another ridiculous rant. *rolls eyes at self* Maybe I should've stayed home today. *if only, if only*

In other news, Mikey informed us yesterday that the best part about summer school is that since he leaves at 12:30 each day, he and the other kids who leave then get to go straight to the front of the lunch line. That's my kid, food-driven. Hee!

We also decided to institute a new video game rule. He loves them, but we think he plays far too much. So we told him that starting today, he has to earn his video game time by reading. The look on his face was PRICELESS. He HATES reading, but we made it clear that how often he plays video games is up to him. He can play for two hours if he wants, but he must read for two hours first - and he needs to be able to tell us what happened in the book. He already started reading this morning on the way to school. We arrived there to drop him off, turned around to look at him, and he was putting in a bookmark, looking at the clock on the dashboard and saying, "Huh, fourteen minutes. Not bad!" So YAY, he's taking it to heart. So far, anyway. ;)

Oi.

Jul. 19th, 2010 07:02 pm
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1. Had my root canal today. I do not EVER want to do that again. They ended up having to give me Novocaine four different times, and I could feel the needle on all but the last one. I am needle phobic, so this was T.O.R.T.U.R.E.

They must've taken between eight and ten different x-rays because for whatever reason, my teeth end up looking longer than they really are, something about elongated something or other. Other confirmations for today: I am a gagger, and my mouth is really ridiculously small. They had to use several kid-size items, for the love of Harry.

I didn't actually end up crying till they shoved this wedge thing between my teeth. Oh my GOD, the pain was INCREDIBLE. I cried so hard, I didn't stop shaking till the end of the procedure after that.

I have to go back for a number of fillings, but the dentist and her assistant were awesome and said that I started with the worst thing, so it should be easy sailing from here. I am now the proud owner of two scrips for Amoxicillin and Vicodin, the former to ward off infection, the latter, of course, for pain as needed. Already started the Amoxicillin, and since a normal dose of Benadryl knocks me RIGHT OUT, I think if I need the Vicodin, I'll cut them in half.

2. We fetched Mikey from camp on Saturday. He had fun, but is of the "Meh, I don't care if I go back next year or not" persuasion. We'll send him again - we think it was good for him. And he didn't hate it, so bonus!

3. At work today, I balanced $1.553 million ON THE FIRST TRY. I totally win the universe.

4. My head is KILLING ME. I tried to relax and be loose at the dentist today, but my body wasn't having any of it. I think an early bedtime is in order.
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SO GLAD THAT'S OVER WITH.

It only took 45 minutes, all told, to do this interview. It was a panel interview, with EIGHT people (ZOMG) taking turns asking questions. I have never been very good with the whole public-speaking thing, which made this really difficult.

I think they were all really impressed with the questions I had for them. The department is HUGE (about 200 people compared to my department's 60), and part of the job would be scheduling all their work hours, doing all the payroll for all 200 of them, and dealing with a continual turnover of employees. There's a lot of ongoing employee education to be worked around, and all that on top of dealing with people who can be shy, be outspoken, be demanding or accepting, etc. I was kind of amused to note that they were all as vague in their answers, too, as I was in mine.

If I failed this interview on an epic scale, that'll be the reason; I realized halfway back to my own office that each of the times I was asked for a specific "time this happened" or "thing that resulted," I ended up giving generalizations. I'm also looking back on the interview now and going, "SHIT ON A BISCUIT, WHY DID I SAY THAT?" Or "Dammit, I should have explained that better." That, and the whole doesn't-actually-know-the-programs-used thing, although I pointed out several times that I'm a very fast learner and that getting in there and playing with it is the only way to really find out what the system can and can't do.

And too, now that I have a better idea of just what this job might entail, I'm worried about it. I think that with training and an open mind, I'll be able to do it. I'm worried, though, about the fact that it's just me. I don't know what kind of mess would result if I wanted to, say, take a week off. It seems like an awful lot of balls might be dropped if I'm not there to juggle them every day, and that's kind of how I feel already.

Any adrenaline I had is draining away now, and I'm left with a massive headache. And I'm hungry, which is only contributing to the problem. I think I'm going to head home and eat, and then crash for a while; just wanted to update y'all. ♥
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1. I have been absolutely terrible about commenting lately; please forgive me. I have, however, been reading updates and keeping up with things with all of you.

Odds and Ends. )

11. I think that's all for now. ;)
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My mouth is KILLING me.

I ended up going to the dentist today for an evaluation because seriously? This can't go on.

I got a prescription for penicillin to combat an infection, and appointment for a root canal in one tooth and a filling in the one next to it.

There are some other cavities that need filling, but right now these two are the problem. I'm scared, but not as badly as I might otherwise be; the pain is enough.

But sad news: my appointment isn't till JULY 19. God, help me.
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (not being entertained)
I've had lots of thoughts the last few days, but they're kind of jumbled together in one big mess in my head. Attempting to unravel, then:

1. Everyone should read this: Own Your Awesome. Just go, read it.

2. Diana Gabaldon on fanfic. Seriously?! Her stuff is hardly worth the effort it takes to get out the door to go find it, for shit's sake. She's since issued another post, but it's a useless bit of internet, if you ask me.

3. I was feeling queasy this morning. I still am a little bit, but at least it's better right now. I really think I need to work on what and how much I eat every day, because this is getting ridiculous.

4. We registered the boychild for a summer camp. He goes in July for a week, about 2 hours north of here. It's a Christian camp, but more on par with what we were hoping for, AND it's $245 (as opposed to the asinine $400 and up being charged elsewhere). I still think $245 is pretty ridiculous (that's STILL more than we spend on groceries in a month!), but it's MUCH easier to swallow.

5. We found a church we're going to try this Sunday. Thoughts will be forthcoming.

6. Dear Coworker:

Every single time we schedule a training session, you agree to it, then are gone or schedule a doctor appointment for the same time and don't bother to tell me. I am sick to death of your stupid, selfish games and the union isn't going to protect you much longer when you keep abusing every privilege you have.

My patience with you is absolutely gone, and you are very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very times INFINITY lucky that I need this job, or I would have slapped you silly a long, long, long, long, LONG TIME AGO.

Get over yourself, stop behaving like you're a victim and STAY AWAY FROM ME, because I have HAD IT.

No love - not even any LIKE -
The One With Whom You Really Should Have Made An Effort

P.S. Oh, and our mutual supervisor and manager? They're on MY side, you ignorant cow.

7. I can't even begin to explain all the things that make the aforementioned coworker an absolute NIGHTMARE to work with! My tolerance level is shockingly low to begin with, and she's so far beyond it, I can't even look at her without rage just burning a hole through my brain.

8. Oh, you hate your job? Why didn't you say so? There's a support group for that. It's called Everybody, and they meet at the bar. DREW CAREY.

9. Yesterday was Star Wars Day - May the Fourth be with you! *LMAO* I know I'm late with it, but all the same-. ;)

10. I should probably have put all this behind a cut, but I just can't be arsed today. Sorry. I still love you all. ♥

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