11.30.2005

Neener Neener

I'm going to Italy tomorrow.

I don't have to be back in the office until 12/12.

What the heck am I gonna do with myself?

Kidding.

Ciao.

picked from the vine by sv @ 6:03 PM |

11.23.2005

Thanks and Stuff and Things

Happy (early) Thanksgiving, y'all.

(Sent a few years ago to the buds and fam, but I'm happy to say they all still apply. Plus, there's a few new ones, too.)

I'm thankful for...

...beaten up cowboy hats.

...homemade cookies baked with mom.

...stairs.

...old friends.

...new firends.

...Italian pick-up lines.

...miniature painted gnomes.

...a good pair of tweezers.

...little sisters that can play bass.

...Ducatis and Harleys.

...tires that keep their air pressure.

...disposable cameras.

...my sanity.

...birthday buddies.

...Sunday comics and crossword puzzles.

...older sisters that are fluent in Italian.

...automatically deposited paychecks.

...daffodils, white roses and lilys.

...dads that do uncanny impersonations of Bugs Bunny, Bruce Lee, and Robert De Niro.

...photo booth pictures.

...being kissed senseless.

...free cd samplers.

...Friday late-night domino games.

...music played by my friends.

...work kudos.

...coffee time with the Davish One.

...Miss B and her mama.

...road trips to Austin.

...green-broke horses.

...grandmas that share their recipes.

...Kleenex with lotion and aloe.

...fluffy pillows.

...glue sticks and staple guns.

...waking up to a smile.

...the migratory pattern of the North American Monarch butterfly.

...talking with Natorchen.

...1969 Chevelles.

...friendly cashiers.

...unusually large coffee mugs.

...over-protective godfathers and uncles.

...things that go right.

...things that go wrong.

...80 degree days in late November.

...two lane country roads.

...flip-flops, jeans and t-shirts.

...stomach butterflies.

...spur of the moment tubing trips.

...steaks that moo.

...sunsets at 9pm.

...spell check.

...a life surrounded by people I love and cherish.

picked from the vine by sv @ 10:18 AM |

11.11.2005

Nuts to This

Birth Control Patch Warning Issued

I've been a "patchie" for over 3 years now, pretty much ever since it came out. It seemed like the perfect choice because:

A.) I hate taking pills.
B.) I would often forget to take the pills.
C.) Pills affect me worse than most. A slight side effect manifests itself as a monster pain in the tuckus. (Dizziness = falling over. Nausea = the sight of food makes me barf. Headache = migraine. Cramps = knife in the stomach. Etc. Etc.)
D.) A year's worth of Depo shots screwed my system for three years.
E.) Since one of my "estricles" liked to freak out from time to time, the doc and I decided to place the patch right over the offender. Have always placed it there, and haven't had a problem since.

But, the better-safe-than-sorry camp won out this morning. Never having a problem with the medication in the past is not a good reason to continue it when reports like these come out, especially since I smoke. (Yes, bad. I know.) And while it may be a bit of overreaction, I'd still feel better mentally knowing that I'm less at risk for all the possible nasty side effects.

(Off-topic question: does 50-60% more estrogen increase your cup size? The ladies *have* seemed awfully...volumptuous...lately. Either that, or I'm retaining water like a frozen sponge. Meh, at least the SO and I reap the rewards when I ask him to massage them. It's a win-win situation, there.)

Anyways, called the doc and am in the process of getting switched over to, ugh, a pill. It's a little disconcerting that the lady, while admitedly not the doctor, couldn't answer many of my questions. Namely - will this have any long term reprecussions, is a physical needed, and what will be the effects of moving from a high hormone level to an extremely low hormone level?

It's a little frightening when the health care folks that deal with patients on a face to face level can't answer your questions and have to go back to the doctor for the answers. Having your questions filter through multiple people is no bueno - I've played telephone before. "My mother's cookies are good" most always turns into "My mother hooks for food". (Try it. And no, mom is not a woman of the night, and always has a stocked refrigerator.)

Anyhoo, in the event that the next few moths may be a little hazy due to hormone induced mood swings and blackouts, I pre-emptively apologize to all friends, family, co-workers and the SO. Please ignore the cry fests/rages/depression/exhilaration/tiredness/hyperactiveness you'll see over the next few months. I have a feeling it's going to be a bumpy ride.

picked from the vine by sv @ 1:49 PM |