I went back to the lady parts doc today for a procedure where they take some cell samples from my cervix to see if they're normal, or weird and/or are they more normal or weirder than when they looked at them last time.
I asked my lady parts doc today when we could get more aggressive than just waiting and watching. Basically, we don't. We wait and watch. And if it gets worse, then we get a little more aggressive. I expressed my frustration. I think she finally gets it. She can't do anything to help, but she gets it.
That said, it's actually beyond frustrating. It's uncomfortable, it's invasive, it's awkward and annoying. On the up side, it was a different nurse today - and she got my blood pressure on the very first try!
Ok, enough of that pity party.
Here's a different pity party: I have a raw sore throat. Post nasal drippy, sinusy fun times. I have to say, it's been awhile since I've had that whole mess, and I didn't miss it. I am glad I had my tonsils out, and I'm glad I did - because this would be way, way worse with those death lumps still choking the breath out of me.
It's not all sickness and infirmity. Today, I wrote some really, really good training - it's visually interesting, full of good info, and I had a ton of fun writing it. Tomorrow I get to show it to some higher ups in the company. They may hate some of the more playful elements of it, but you have to get the attention of your class, and keep it by whatever means necessary.
The dog is doing well. Normally, I would be watching the Westminster Kennel Club dog show, but, when you have a great dog in the house, why look at a bunch of stuck up purebreds? OK, the thing is that I do love the show - I enjoy looking at all the weird breeds. Clumber Spaniels are hilarious looking, and English Bulldogs, and German Shorthair Pointers, and Pugs, of course. And it's fun to make fun of the hilariously bad fashions of the handlers. Canklefest 2018. But you know, sometimes you just break from tradition. This is one of those times.
Honestly, my plan is to take a little Aleve to deal with the lady cramping, a little cold meds for the cold crap.
I think it's time for that.
Because, you know - sleep. That's where I'm a viking!
ae
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| Theoretically, this is what is going on, South of the Equator |
I asked my lady parts doc today when we could get more aggressive than just waiting and watching. Basically, we don't. We wait and watch. And if it gets worse, then we get a little more aggressive. I expressed my frustration. I think she finally gets it. She can't do anything to help, but she gets it.
That said, it's actually beyond frustrating. It's uncomfortable, it's invasive, it's awkward and annoying. On the up side, it was a different nurse today - and she got my blood pressure on the very first try!
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| It was still high, dammit. |
Ok, enough of that pity party.
Here's a different pity party: I have a raw sore throat. Post nasal drippy, sinusy fun times. I have to say, it's been awhile since I've had that whole mess, and I didn't miss it. I am glad I had my tonsils out, and I'm glad I did - because this would be way, way worse with those death lumps still choking the breath out of me.
It's not all sickness and infirmity. Today, I wrote some really, really good training - it's visually interesting, full of good info, and I had a ton of fun writing it. Tomorrow I get to show it to some higher ups in the company. They may hate some of the more playful elements of it, but you have to get the attention of your class, and keep it by whatever means necessary.
The dog is doing well. Normally, I would be watching the Westminster Kennel Club dog show, but, when you have a great dog in the house, why look at a bunch of stuck up purebreds? OK, the thing is that I do love the show - I enjoy looking at all the weird breeds. Clumber Spaniels are hilarious looking, and English Bulldogs, and German Shorthair Pointers, and Pugs, of course. And it's fun to make fun of the hilariously bad fashions of the handlers. Canklefest 2018. But you know, sometimes you just break from tradition. This is one of those times.
Honestly, my plan is to take a little Aleve to deal with the lady cramping, a little cold meds for the cold crap.
I think it's time for that.
Because, you know - sleep. That's where I'm a viking!
ae
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