Enter at Your Own Risk, Part 2
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There’s a new Vorkosigan coming out tomorrow. I’ve heard at least one rumor that a major character dies. For what it’s worth. As for me, it’ll give me something to do while recovering from hand surgery, scheduled Wednesday.
The Professor has gotten full time employment for the fall semester. There’s no guarantee that the college won’t bump him back to part time come the Spring semester, but the fact that they asked him for this semester was a great (and needed) ego boost to him. Things have been tight for him financially, and…
Nothing sagged, nothing busted, nothing etched. Not bad for a first try. The first batch of beads through the kiln. Effetre White with blue/purple twisted dots melted in. Effetre clear wrapped with Effetre Grass vine, melted into tubewith raised twist-flower unknown light blue. My white fish with the Nyx dots that developed a neat silverline…
I welcomed in the New Year with continued dysentery the color and consistency of split pea soup. The Prof has suggested I rename this journal to “Salamander’s Diarya” (say it out loud if you don’t get the joke). Several doses of Imodium later (taken as directed, one after each bowel movement, not to exceed four…
This was supposed to be a story about how KfH broke the carrot nose off of my brand new Dr. Snowman Christmas tree ornament. The ornament that I’d bought less than an hour before, that I was going to tweak into a VMD snowman. The one that I’d left in the bag on the table…
Oh it snowed last night … snowed last night The snowbears had a pillow fight They tore up every cloud in sight And down it came all snowy white Oh it snowed last night … snowed last night …. -song I remember singing in elementary school Well, it didn’t exactly snow last night. It was…
Ok, have your OB/GYN give you a referral to an indocrinologist. There are estrogen mimicing (sp) drugs out there that can give you some relief without the dangers of estrogen.
One thing I have learned is that Drs. are so focused on some things that they miss others. I took my mother to FIVE Drs. for her sudden blindness before we hit on a neuro-opthalmologist who figured out that her blindness was caused by her inability to absorb B vitamins due to Crohn’s disease. Every other Dr. she had seen knew her medical history yet missed the fact that Crohn’s causes malabsorbtion in the small intestine. The fact that the transplant Dr. misdiagnosed your high blood pressure really isn’t a surprise. If it isn’t in the realm of what they are used to, they miss it.
You are an educated woman who doesn’t lie down for what the "professionals" say. You have done the research and you know what is going on. Stick to your guns until you find a Dr. who can help you with the perimenopause. As someone who has gone through it (and am still going through it) I can say that there ARE answers out there, you just have to shovel through the shit before you find them.
Hugs,
Bobbi
The Oracle of Pupik asked me to pass on this message to you.
"Some days it’s better to just to stay home and bake cookies."
I tend to trip over major things like shadows, dust and perfectly even ground. I also stumble across gravity pockets frequently, which quickly suck me to the ground and strongly resembles a trip.
Alli
Hmmm… didn’t you say something about moving Out West? They won’t know you’ve tripped for quite a while.
I so agree. Bats have been given awful press.
I met a woman who kept an orphaned bat tucked inside her clothing against her chest to keep it warm. The woman had cancer and was glad to be able to give life to another being.
I’m experiencing staggering inmaturity today and will retire to laugh at the thought of hot flushes until the dreadful guests we are entertaining are gone never to return.