So I went to the doctor today, and she confirmed my thoughts that yes, what I have is viral, and therefore, there's nothing really that can be done. She told me to get some zinc lozenges, and some echinacea tincture.
And she asked me if any large changes had happened recently to lower my immune system. "Get a new Dog?" No. "Move to a new house?" No. "New Job?" Nope.
"Are you SURE you're not pregnant??"
Dammit all to hell anyway.
Well EXCUSE ME for being of childbearing age. Just fucking EXCUSE ME for recently having publicly committed to my life partner. Just fucking EXCUSE ME for being FEMALE.
I am so goddamned tired of that shit.
And no, I am not goddamned pregnant. Ok?? I'm fucking bleeding RIGHT THE FUCK NOW. My WOMB is NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS unless I INVITE YOU INTO THAT BUSINESS.
Sigh.
Anyway, I got into work at 11:30, so I'm not supposed to leave until 7:30. Yuck.
Yesterday was fantastic. Utterly idyllic. We got up early, ate some delicious cinnamon pear bread his mother had given us, and then walked over to Rona, where we got some stuff for Christmas/Solstice/Yule presents, and some wood for various home projects.
Once we got home, I made stuffing (I love that he loves my stuffing), and he made me a new shelf in the pantry, and cut, sanded, and stained a new shelf for my spices, because 3 just isn't enough.
And then I made my girl
zaftigvegan's vegan pumpkin pie recipe, which IS the best one I've had so far... except I put in some cloves (she hates cloves), and should have reduced the nutmeg (since I hate nutmeg). But dude, it was GOOD.
Anyway, I studied, he made pie crust, I sent a few emails I'd been owing people, and in general, it was an accomplished day, but also a pleasant one. A day that we got to do on OUR terms. Together, the whole day. We had dinner (grilled stuffing and tofu sandwiches, and pumpkin pie), we watched "I, Robot" (another rant later), and just generally had a full, loving, US day.
It was truly beautiful.
Later that evening I watched some bits and pieces of I am Sam. And you know... I do know that Sean Penn is a good actor, but that movie was meant only to tear people's heart strings out, and into itty bitty pieces. Yikes.
And she asked me if any large changes had happened recently to lower my immune system. "Get a new Dog?" No. "Move to a new house?" No. "New Job?" Nope.
"Are you SURE you're not pregnant??"
Dammit all to hell anyway.
Well EXCUSE ME for being of childbearing age. Just fucking EXCUSE ME for recently having publicly committed to my life partner. Just fucking EXCUSE ME for being FEMALE.
I am so goddamned tired of that shit.
And no, I am not goddamned pregnant. Ok?? I'm fucking bleeding RIGHT THE FUCK NOW. My WOMB is NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS unless I INVITE YOU INTO THAT BUSINESS.
Sigh.
Anyway, I got into work at 11:30, so I'm not supposed to leave until 7:30. Yuck.
Yesterday was fantastic. Utterly idyllic. We got up early, ate some delicious cinnamon pear bread his mother had given us, and then walked over to Rona, where we got some stuff for Christmas/Solstice/Yule presents, and some wood for various home projects.
Once we got home, I made stuffing (I love that he loves my stuffing), and he made me a new shelf in the pantry, and cut, sanded, and stained a new shelf for my spices, because 3 just isn't enough.
And then I made my girl
Anyway, I studied, he made pie crust, I sent a few emails I'd been owing people, and in general, it was an accomplished day, but also a pleasant one. A day that we got to do on OUR terms. Together, the whole day. We had dinner (grilled stuffing and tofu sandwiches, and pumpkin pie), we watched "I, Robot" (another rant later), and just generally had a full, loving, US day.
It was truly beautiful.
Later that evening I watched some bits and pieces of I am Sam. And you know... I do know that Sean Penn is a good actor, but that movie was meant only to tear people's heart strings out, and into itty bitty pieces. Yikes.
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Date: 2004-10-12 07:41 pm (UTC)That whole pregnancy thing drives me pretty crazy too!
I do hope you feel better soon ((HUG))
I feel ya...
Date: 2004-10-12 08:35 pm (UTC)Seriously.
Re: I feel ya...
Date: 2004-10-13 06:53 am (UTC)hoo haw
Date: 2004-10-13 09:25 am (UTC)and i hear you about the i am sam movie. sometimes when i watch certain hollywood films in that genre, it starts feeling so over the top in terms of emotional wrenching it begins to actually feel manipulative. which is strange, because i've watched plenty of indie films and read plenty of books where bad/sad things happen, but they let you figure out how you would like to feel about the situation instead of being told how you should feel.
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Date: 2004-10-13 01:42 pm (UTC)thanks
Date: 2004-10-13 02:26 pm (UTC)I have a pretty good stress relief program - as much sleep as I can, regular exercise, good eats and a regular multi-vitamin, etc. I haven't had much exercise regularly - because of this damn cold, but before I got the cold, I was doing just fine.
And it's ok that she asked me about the pregnant thing again, because she *is* my doctor, it just reminded me of everyone ELSE who thinks it's ok to ask me if I'm pregnant.
Blargh. BLARGH, I say!
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Date: 2004-10-14 08:30 am (UTC)I kid, I kid! I hadn't thought about it, but Lou's sister & her husband must get the baby question a lot. She doesn't want kids, and I'm sure she gets a lot of flak for it. hrm.