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Hi Poppy! & OMG I’m Sick AGAIN.

Everybody, welcome Poppy! She compared her daughter to a pack of bloodhounds, fantastic! Anybody that can maintain a sense of humor while their flesh and blood is dying of pneumonia is cool in my book. She’s also the director of a barber shop quartet of crying baptized babies, woohoo!


Ok, so I feel bad invading Poppy’s post with my whining, but I figured it was better to put it below her post than make a new one and then have her not be on top. Because when I’m sick, me and my whining is important dammit!

So Monday I woke up feeling a little icky. I get dressed, I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and then puke. YAY FUN! I hate puking. Though, there was nothing in my stomach so it was like throwing up spit. Whatever. I brush my teeth, come to work.. 30 minutes later I can’t breathe and the room is spinning. So I think “… OKAY I think it’s time to go back home.” Drive home.. the second I walk in the door I run to the bathroom and throw up some more spit and then bile. YAY MORE FUN! *ugh* So I call the doctor and the nurse leaves me on hold until I just hang up the phone and pass out.

The nurse calls me back a few hours later and I tell her about the puking and the dizziness and how my legs kept getting tingly and she said to go to the after hours clinic that night. Ok. So I go back to sleep and at like, 4 or something I go to the doctor. They take my temperature, no real fever at the time. Talk to the doctor, she seems fairly confused. Pulls up my record to see what they already looked for (oh, I didn’t mention, this is something I go through every few weeks). They made me pee in a cup and took my blood (I hate needles, it hurt and I have a little hole in my arm), I guess my regular doctor took all her ideas. So they gave me an antacid and some little white pill for the nausea and sent me home.

I woke up yesterday morning and my throat felt like sandpaper. Joy! So I left a message with my boss with what little is left of my raspy voice and go back to sleep. Bought some Chloraseptic when I was conscious again.. GOOD LORD THAT STUFF IS AWFUL. Jeff grabs the bottle and is like, “HERE! I’ll spray it for you” and I choked on the stuff. Cherry flavored Novocain or something. It only works for half an hour and I keep spraying my tongue instead of my throat.

Today my throat feels less like sandpaper but it’s swollen. It hurts to touch it. I know I should go back to the doctor but man, I WAS JUST THERE. That’d be another $15 and more medicine.

Speaking of medicine, the ones they gave me are kicking my ass. The antacid makes me really dizzy (well.. not so much dizzy as I space out and when I zone back to reality my head is spinning) and the little anti-nausea pill (I took one this morning cause I was feeling like throwing up again) makes me crazy drowsy.. like Benadryll x1000.

Somebody please shoot me. Then go visit Poppy.

 

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A Good, A Bad

The Good: My friends give me such warm fuzzy feelings on the inside sometimes! Lionel is going to sweep me off my feet and make me forget everything but beaches, Sonia knows me so well that the voicemail she left me replied with “YES I know you’re going but I just want to make sure” just as I finished saying “WHAT?! OF COURSE I AM GOING !!!eleventy-one” Rob’s text messages make me smile, and so on and so forth.

The Bad: I may have to punch the next person that tries to tell me what to do. Everybody has some brilliant idea but nobody ever bothers to ask me why I’m doing what I do and what I want to achieve with it, or what I want. Nobody seems to understand that I know exactly what I’m doing and I’m well aware of the possible consequences. I will NOT let other people live my life for me.

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Hello World

I don’t have any coherent thoughts to put together a well written post, but I do have enough semi-coherent thoughts to make a… written post

one: My earlobe hurts. My odd hole was half closed and that made me not happy because I like having an uneven number of piercings! So I reopened it with my sharpest earring (which is still pretty dull). Vaseline would have made it a much more pleasant experience but I didn’t have any.

two: My car is working. I took the battery out (read: Jeff stood there for 15 minutes with a pair of pliers unscrewing things and carrying the battery around for me) and had it tested.. the guy looked at the battery, looked at the reader, looked at me and said “Lady, this thing wouldn’t run a lawn mower!” hahaha. It was spitting out 2 volts of power. TWO VOLTS! That probably wouldn’t even run my Gameboy :| So I bought a new one and put it in (read: Jeff stood there for another 5 minutes with a pair of pliers re-screwing things) and viola, Betty turned on. Hopefully this will fix the stalling problem. At least I got the full 4 years out of the old battery.

three: The art school is DUMB. Nobody answers their phone and the operator doesn’t know anybody’s email address. WTF? They all follow the same format! Like here at work.. first initial, last name (in most cases. Mine isn’t like that for no apparent reason). Stupid stupid stupid. I bet those checks are going to get there today and I swear on everything holy if they send them back to the state again I will do something drastic like burn the school down. I stopped going there over a year ago, I should NOT still have to be dealing with these morons!!111eleventy-one! Yes I’m frustrated. I WANT MY REFUND DAMMIT!

four: Good weekend. Friday I played video games at the arcade and remembered exactly why DDR requires pants. << insert image of Katie hopping around holding her skirt down and almost falling over >>

I guess I deserved it for making Rob look like a dork though. Then we drove down big hills in neutral ignoring stop signs and it was great fun. Saturday I got my car fixed and had the oil changed. Played with Poopy. Watched a movie. Yelled at Jeff in the middle of the street at 1 in the morning. Bought mango Malibu and pineapple juice and watched (read: slept through 80% of) another movie. Then Sunday I cleaned the bedroom (sort of) and did a load of laundry. Went out to dinner with Hilary and Paula. Went to a comedy show with Jeff. That’s about it. What about you guys?

five: Clubhouse from Swork is the best coffee on earth kthxbye.

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This Is A Test of the Emergancy Mobile System

If this was a real emergency, you probably wouldn’t be seeing this post.

Don’t mind me, I’m testing the email feature. Because one day, my direct internet access to posting may be blocked. And I like to be prepared. Also, what if I’m out on the town and something you guys simply must know about happens?! I know none of you read the moblog, so it’d have to post here haha.

This is from my birthday.. 2 1 years ago. MAN I’m getting old fast :| Anyway, me and Sonia and JC don’t look anything like the Spice Girls in reality but we make pretty convincing shadows, no?

edit: Sonia pointed out that it was 1 year ago. I feel much better now.

*kicks category tag*

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Why Katie Hates Betty

For those that don’t know, Betty is my ‘new’ car. My old car, Lola, was an ‘87 Oldsmobile Delta that I loved with all my little heart. However, as my Grandma was getting a new car, we decided that I would take her old car, since it is newer and “more reliable” than Lola. I gave Lola to my cousin who needed a car.

Enter Betty. Betty is a ‘93 Ford Tempo GL. In the words of Scott, which I have come to find are very true: “Let me tell you a story about Fords. It’s a short one, so listen well… ‘Fords SUCK.’”

Have a summery:
Dec 2005: $500 – transmission service, engine service, tuneup.

Jan 2006 : Car starts stalling WHILE I AM DRIVING. Apparently only does it to me. Mechanic thinks I am crazy until it finally happens to him. I had to have my coworkers push me half a block to the parking lot cause I was blocking traffic. $400 and a week later.. well, nobody has any idea whats wrong with the car. They’ve replaced 10000000 pieces and even took it to the dealer. At least I’m only stalling every few days instead of multiple times a day.

Apr 2006: Rough starting, bad transmission feeling. Meh. Tightened a wire to the starter that was loose and making the car not start on occasion. $50. Car still stalls on occasion, won’t restart for a minute or so. Breaking down on the freeway sucks and merging into traffic going 60 from 0 is scary.

Jul 2006: $422 – 4 brake pads, 2 rotors. Broken motor mount (that was fun, my engine sounded like it fell out of my car when it broke!)

Sunday night: CAR DOES NOT START WHATSOEVER. Hilary jumpstarts me. I drive home.

Monday morning: Car will not start. YAY.

So, with a running count of roughly $1372 in the past 9 months and new problems popping up all the time, I think it’s safe to say I’m probably better off just buying a new car.

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