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Post by Yvondith on Jul 19, 2012 1:57:18 GMT -5
WHUR is everyone?
Anemia has gotten a little worse, but I finally got my iron pills yesterday. Hopefully I can start to recover now.
Anemia is more serious than I thought. It's kicking my sorry ass.
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Post by Office Ninja on Jul 19, 2012 2:27:21 GMT -5
So very sick today. Bleh. Wondering if I will be able to make it into work. Its 2:26 in the morning and i can't sleep, feel terrible. Blah blah blah.
Was doing really well for a while and the last few days I just don't feel well. And doctor is not quite sure what is wrong with me either. So hooray!
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Post by Yvondith on Jul 22, 2012 13:07:03 GMT -5
Feeling any better, Andrew? I hope so. Also, kudos to being an awesome uncle, if I didn't say it enough yesterday. Someone I saw on TV the other day is following me on Twitter. I feel special... though I shouldn't.
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Post by Norfy the Walrus on Jul 23, 2012 19:19:27 GMT -5
You know, I tried being nice to someone today and ended up getting snarled at. Stupid bitch! I was at the YMCA waiting for my mom to pick me up and I see a lady walking with two of those forearm crutch thingys. I figure I'd lend a hand and open the door for her. She ignores my open door and proceeds to struggle with the automatic, handicap door right beside it. You press a button but it wasn't responding very well. I tell her, "Hey, I have this door open for you." and she shoots me a dirty look and says "I can open doors for myself."
Well, ho ho ho! Fuck you too then, bitch! That's what I get for trying to be courteous. It makes me wonder, what I should do the next time I see a disabled person approaching a door? Should I help them? I was raised by my mom to do so, and its considered a good thing to do by society in general. But then what if the person is a total fuck face and scolds me for it? I understand that having a disability you would want to be as independent as you can so you don't have to rely on others. So maybe holding doors open for them is robbing them of their chance to strengthen themselves and develop their own self reliance. I guess I understand that. Maybe disabled people who don't want help should have a sign around their neck that says FUCK OFF!
Just so you know if they want your help or not. :/
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Post by Caller on Jul 23, 2012 22:31:06 GMT -5
I've had a couple similar situations in the store. I've learned to ask "Do you need any help at all?" The "at all" sounds unnecessary, but it makes you appear more compassionate rather than you treating them with pity. If they say no, hey that's the end of that because even following up with an "are you sure?" is sometimes going too far. I'll usually say something like "Well I'll be over here if you need anything" and that's the end of the conversation.
But the gist of it is you tried to do a good thing and got bitched at. You did the right then and she was just a bitch about it. There's being independent, which is totally fine, and there's being a hateful, spiteful whiner. And the whole "walk a mile in their shoes" argument only extends so far. Sure, maybe she was exasperated with people constantly wanting to help her. I can get that. But sarcastic cynicism in the face of someone genuinely trying to help you is just plain ignorant.
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Post by Caller on Jul 31, 2012 21:25:39 GMT -5
Spent 5 hours in the ER last night because I've been really sick lately. Been passing blood from both ends. No one can seem to find a reason but the doctor last night said, and I quote
"It's bladder cancer until proven otherwise."
So that was charming. My tests came back normal, blood, urine and stool. Yet he spouts of "oh it's cancer." The thing is, my grandmother on my father's side died to that when I was little, so it is entirely possible that that's exactly what it is. But to be told that with no indication of it, and then the doctor pretty much not giving two shits after that has me kinda riled up at the moment. If I'm growing a nasty new house guest on my bladder I'd like to know thanks!
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Post by Yvondith on Aug 1, 2012 6:53:59 GMT -5
I hope it ain't cancer... my god. Yer doctors up there are a joke.
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Post by Caller on Aug 2, 2012 11:56:13 GMT -5
Four hours later and they found exactly nothing! Well, okay, they found evidence of gastritis.
DUH.
I KNEW THAT!
But hey now it's $500 confirmed!
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Post by Yvondith on Aug 2, 2012 14:42:14 GMT -5
Damn. Still, gastritis is better than bladder cancer. D:
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Post by Office Ninja on Aug 2, 2012 23:13:02 GMT -5
I still have not found our little kitty Tango. I miss that damn cat.
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Post by Yvondith on Aug 3, 2012 13:42:54 GMT -5
I really, really, really hope you find your little man. I know you must be heartbroken. Hell, I'M heartbroken, and he's not even mine!
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Post by Office Ninja on Aug 7, 2012 20:08:31 GMT -5
I am starting to think that Tango is happier outdoors. I have not seen him or anything. On the bright side, I have not seen him in the road having been hit by a car either. So I am sure he is doing just fine.
Nothing else is going on here. We took last week off and I really needed it. I was starting to stress way too much. ALso had lots of pains in my side and what not, that I think might have been related to stress. The week off was nice and relaxing and I started the new Vegan diet (28 day detox kinda thing blah blah blah) and I feel loads better. Well except right now I think I ate too much, but that is my own damn fault.
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Post by Yvondith on Aug 8, 2012 2:00:12 GMT -5
Well, no news is better than bad news.
I couldn't keep Smokey inside either. He'd run outside every chance he got. Baxter did too. We called Baxter "Tricky Dick" because of that. Door open? ZOOM!
Fred isn't too keen on the great outdoors, thankfully.
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Post by Norfy the Walrus on Aug 8, 2012 7:27:27 GMT -5
I'm going to the dentist today to have a demonic ritual performed on my teeth. My mouth will be used as a gateway for hell spawn to enter this world. Wish me luck!
EDIT>> Woah, Steph! Did that banana get that black guy to dance? Silly black people are always so predictable. They are either eating their chicken or dancing with their banana.
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Post by Yvondith on Aug 8, 2012 9:10:47 GMT -5
You forgot the watermelon and grape kool aid. I just like the silly ass dance, and the ending.
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