I talked to the arthritis doctor like the Boss Man wanted. Now, I'm on a different med. One in which I have to take four pills a day. I have not once heard of this medicine, but up until August, I was a healthy person. Now my body hates me, and is destroying my joints.
While researching this medicine I found several side effects:
Headache: Great, more migraines...
Loss of Appetite: Uh... Didn't I already go through this?
Nausea: Ditto...
Vomiting: What's making this any better than the other med?
Anemia: Wait just a minute folks! I'm already anemic, so why am I taking this?
Severe depression in young males: WHOO!!! Something I don't need to worry about!
And one more thing I found out: This medicine isn't even for arthritis. Yeah, that's right, I'm taking a medicine that helped a small handful of people that have rheumatoid symptoms. Lovely. Here's an upside: This medicine won't cause my eyes to harden and me to go blind; nor will it leave me paralyzed. I just have to have blood work done every two weeks for a short time, and then every three months. Yeah, just what I wanted.
The Boss Man is going to help me remember to take my pills. I'm thinking, I'm not going to want to forget, he hasn't told me what's going to happen if I do, but I've been imagine all sorts of awful things. Wish me luck. :)
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Long Term Long Distance
In less than a month, the Boss Man will be in the same state as me!!! In less than a month, the Boss Man will be less than an hour from me!!! And you know what? In seven months, my Boss Man will be less than an hour from me for a really long time. Though, I think long is more than two weeks, which is roughly the time we usually get to spend with each other in the summer.
This long term long distance relationship doesn't suck, and it isn't horrible, like I usually believe it is. But I've been thinking quite a bit, and I've decided this long term long distance relationship is perfectly fine. It's not ideal, but there is nothing wrong with it. At least I can still see (through the wonders of Skype) and talk to my Boss Man. I love our long term long distance relationship. It's as much a part of us, as my Boss Man and I are a part of us.
I don't want our relationship to stay like this forever. I miss being held, and I miss hearing the Boss Man whisper inappropriate things in my ear and me trying not to giggle as people pass by us. But I'm afraid.
I'm afraid for our relationship to change...
This long term long distance relationship doesn't suck, and it isn't horrible, like I usually believe it is. But I've been thinking quite a bit, and I've decided this long term long distance relationship is perfectly fine. It's not ideal, but there is nothing wrong with it. At least I can still see (through the wonders of Skype) and talk to my Boss Man. I love our long term long distance relationship. It's as much a part of us, as my Boss Man and I are a part of us.
I don't want our relationship to stay like this forever. I miss being held, and I miss hearing the Boss Man whisper inappropriate things in my ear and me trying not to giggle as people pass by us. But I'm afraid.
I'm afraid for our relationship to change...
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Just Chattin'
The Boss Man and I have agreed to wait until we've been together for at least a month before starting the chipping away of the DoG. I do believe the DoG is over 5 hours. I am a very bad girl.
Boss Man: I can't wait to spank you again.
Me (wailing): Why?!?
Boss Man: Not a punishment spanking. A slap and tickle.
Me (very much relieved): Oh, okies!
Boss Man has given me a new nickname. He's calling me kitten. I asked him about it and this happened:
Boss Man: Hey kittengirl.
Me: No. Really, no.
Boss Man: Oh?
Me: I'm not a kitten girl.
Boss Man: You're my kittengirl.
Me: No. How?
Boss Man: Well, you've got a nice, soft little tail.
Me: I don't...
Boss Man: Yuppers you do. I'm always the one feeling it up, I think I'd know. And boy is it ever nice and soft.
Much blushing went on during that.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Even More Shit That's About To Hit The Fan
I have to admit something, something I haven't even told the Boss Man yet. But he's going to find out soon, when I post this. Oh, the trouble I'll be in...
For almost two months now, I haven't taken my arthritis medicine. I've started taking it again though! Like last night. I couldn't remember why I had stopped taking it, until this morning. It makes me sick to my stomach, tired, very very bitchy, and oh yeah, it kills my appetite.
When I was taking it, back before I got sick, I'd gone almost five days without eating. I had no desire to eat. I felt full all the time. My body never complained with the lack of food. If it wasn't for a very close friend of mine shoving food down my throat, I would've starved. When I would eat, I'd be sick to my stomach.
The reason I think of this is because, I haven't eaten all day. I'm not anorexic; I love food like you wouldn't believe. I'm exhausted, I haven't eaten, and I'm going to work out for three hours tonight. I know I need to make myself eat, but thinking about it is sending me into dry heaves already. My doctor said, the last time I talked to him, that this was normal. My body attacking itself is not normal. My body telling me food is bad is not normal.
I just want to be normal again...
For almost two months now, I haven't taken my arthritis medicine. I've started taking it again though! Like last night. I couldn't remember why I had stopped taking it, until this morning. It makes me sick to my stomach, tired, very very bitchy, and oh yeah, it kills my appetite.
When I was taking it, back before I got sick, I'd gone almost five days without eating. I had no desire to eat. I felt full all the time. My body never complained with the lack of food. If it wasn't for a very close friend of mine shoving food down my throat, I would've starved. When I would eat, I'd be sick to my stomach.
The reason I think of this is because, I haven't eaten all day. I'm not anorexic; I love food like you wouldn't believe. I'm exhausted, I haven't eaten, and I'm going to work out for three hours tonight. I know I need to make myself eat, but thinking about it is sending me into dry heaves already. My doctor said, the last time I talked to him, that this was normal. My body attacking itself is not normal. My body telling me food is bad is not normal.
I just want to be normal again...
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
While it Lasted...
Like B'Man and SugerAnne the Boss Man and I spent a good bit of time talking about nothing. It was great and wonderful. We'd been flying high on that nothingness intimacy for the past couple of days, and it was great and wonderful, while it lasted...
Today, I had to go and open my big, fat, stupid mouth. Last night I was kind of grumpy, and the Boss Man left me to myself and my thoughts, which it's best when I'm in a mood. But today, today was more than a mere mood. To day the bitch that is me roared my ugly head.
So when I opened my big, fat, stupid mouth and snapped at my Boss Man, he gave me 15 more minutes on the DoG.
Today, I had to go and open my big, fat, stupid mouth. Last night I was kind of grumpy, and the Boss Man left me to myself and my thoughts, which it's best when I'm in a mood. But today, today was more than a mere mood. To day the bitch that is me roared my ugly head.
So when I opened my big, fat, stupid mouth and snapped at my Boss Man, he gave me 15 more minutes on the DoG.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Happy New Year
You know, I've never understood the hype of New Year's. I just don't get the excitement of something that happens every day. The clock strikes midnight every single night. I do, however, like the idea of a starting out on a clean slate. I like the idea of starting out fresh and new with all the bad things I've done and thought washed away. I like the idea of being a purer me.
Every year I set New Year's resolutions, but I'm not doing it this year. I'm setting goals. Goals that are not just for the New Year, but for the whole year. These goals aren't (I hope) goals I'm going to just give up after the New Year is over.
My first goal is to be better for the Boss Man. I want to be a better girlfriend, best friend, be a better whatever he needs. Lately, I've been very, eh, bad. I've been letting everything dictate how I feel, and that's been causing me to be more snappish than usual.
My second goal is to learn how to sew. I don't know why I'm so crazed over learning to sew. Well, that's not entirely true. I do know why I want to sew. I'm fascinated with the idea of taking nothing and making something. I can already knit. I want to be able to take fabric and make pretty things to wear because The Boss Man likes it when I look girly.
My third goal is to be more patient. In seven-ish months the Boss Man will be here. He won't just be the voice on the other end of the phone. He won't just be the person on my computer screen when we Skype. He won't just be text on my MSN screen. He will be here. We will be together every weekend. We, I, will be home.
My fourth and final goal is to go back to school. Because of my arthritis, I had to quit. I was going to go back to school this January, but my manager refused to work around a school schedule. During the fall I'm going to go back. I'm going to get my degree. With that degree I am going to open up my dream store.
These aren't New Year's Resolutions; these are my 2011 goals. I know the Boss Man will help me with these. He already is.
Happy New Year everyone!
Every year I set New Year's resolutions, but I'm not doing it this year. I'm setting goals. Goals that are not just for the New Year, but for the whole year. These goals aren't (I hope) goals I'm going to just give up after the New Year is over.
My first goal is to be better for the Boss Man. I want to be a better girlfriend, best friend, be a better whatever he needs. Lately, I've been very, eh, bad. I've been letting everything dictate how I feel, and that's been causing me to be more snappish than usual.
My second goal is to learn how to sew. I don't know why I'm so crazed over learning to sew. Well, that's not entirely true. I do know why I want to sew. I'm fascinated with the idea of taking nothing and making something. I can already knit. I want to be able to take fabric and make pretty things to wear because The Boss Man likes it when I look girly.
My third goal is to be more patient. In seven-ish months the Boss Man will be here. He won't just be the voice on the other end of the phone. He won't just be the person on my computer screen when we Skype. He won't just be text on my MSN screen. He will be here. We will be together every weekend. We, I, will be home.
My fourth and final goal is to go back to school. Because of my arthritis, I had to quit. I was going to go back to school this January, but my manager refused to work around a school schedule. During the fall I'm going to go back. I'm going to get my degree. With that degree I am going to open up my dream store.
These aren't New Year's Resolutions; these are my 2011 goals. I know the Boss Man will help me with these. He already is.
Happy New Year everyone!
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