I have been having blood pressure / cholesterol issues for about 3 years now. I have been taking all the meds prescribed to me, I have been diligently working out 3-5 times a week at the gym (various strength and cardio classes I’d have struggled with while doing at 18), I have seriously restricted my diet leaving out most of the things I want to eat (eggs and bacon for breakfast, breaded tenderloins, burgers) in favor of tasty salad and low fat / lean options at restaurants.
My reward?
Blood pressure is higher than it should be still, cholesterol is high(“good” cholesterol is good because I take fish oil pills, but bad is still bad…no idea what that is about) , and I have wacky liver enzyme numbers so now I have to go see a hepatologist (?) about these liver numbers they don’t like. I was already tested for hepatitis a year ago, and came back clean.
All the while, some out of shape doctor’s office staff person is asking me about my exercising and drinking (fuck you, Doc, I am not giving that up until told to, and I don’t even drink like I want to…) if I smoke (No) etc, etc.
Just getting very tired of it all, with no real answer and no real solution.
Also, I completely gave up drinking alcohol of any type back when this first started for 6 months and there was no change at all in the tests they did, so yes, fuck you Doc, I still have a few beers and an occasional pour or two of bourbon or scotch, hell I even do a few shots sometimes with the “kids” at our local pub. But, I am not at home with a handle of Paramount Vodka per night and a 30 pack of Milwaukee’s Best.
On the bright side, I went through the same thing about two months ago. My Logitech Trackball stopped working after many years of service, and I wanted the corded version. I ended up with the wireless, and it has worked just fine.
My rant is my mom who telephoned me just now and told me to pray for a boy. Well it doesn’t surprise me because she is asian and they love having boys but fuck off and don’t call me. It was enough work to get pregnant since I did ivf and all I want is healthy and full term.
Also: WTF, Babybel? Your cheese is enrobed in wax and then sealed in plastic and refrigerated on top of that. How could one of you go bad underneath the wax?
Addiehart, you are the cutest dog in the world but dang it go to the bathroom in the backyard when it is raining, don’t make me take you out front on a leash where I get sopping wet. You get just as wet in the front as the back, maybe even wetter.
My mom keeps calling me to try and talk me out of having my tubes tied when I give birth. I hate being pregnant. HATE IT. I’m excited about the baby but the actual gestation makes me really miserable. My husband and I talked about it and decided we are happy with just one kid and that if that changes in the future we will adopt. my doctor is cool with it and understands why we are making this decision. My mom? Insane with rage (well, as insane with rage as someone who doesn’t express emotion can be) at the thought of not having more grandbabies in the future. I’ve got a younger brother that I’m sure will knock up at least a couple of girlfriends before his time on earth is done so it isn’t like she will never have access to other babies but apparently they must come from my uterus for her to be happy. She is just going to have to stew in her anger though because I am having myself fixed and she doesn’t have any say in it at all.
I’ve been fighting off a cold or something for the last couple of days. Today when I left the office, I was feeling tired and light-headed, like I was going to fall over or something.
Of course, on a day I’m not feeling well and just want to get home, my usual 30-40 minute commute takes over an hour. If there really is a God, he/she/it must be completely asleep at the switch. I wouldn’t have wished this on anyone.
Excellent! Now I just have to figure out how to upload the photo to them. As an aside, looking at those photos makes me really sad - I weep for the future of humanity.
Stay strong. I don’t think anybody who isn’t going to be involved in the day-to-day (and night-after-night) raising of the babies is allowed an opinion on this subject.
On a completely different subject, what is up with people wedding dress shopping with their fiancés? My husband has excellent taste in women’s clothes, but he had no place wedding dress shopping with me, and we both knew it. I watch wedding dress reality shows (and I’m not afraid to admit it!), and half the time the guy is there with her. WTF, man?
There’s a guy in my Mountain Family who has a daughter who is the textbook definition of tomboy. There’s been serious talk about getting her a pink camo rifle for hunting with daddy when she’s old enough since the day she was born. I fully expect to come over one day and see her showing off the first deer she bagged with her new pink rifle.
There are quite a few people, such as the guy who runs a 911 call center, who want a trackball with a cord, too. Admittedly, he’s got much more serious reasons than I do, but I do have and use a wireless phone in close proximity to my desktop and my laptop; interference is an issue, even if it’s a small issue for me personally.
Also, I just want it, damnit; I don’t WANT to deal with batteries when I’ve got a perfectly good USB port just begging to handle it for me.
I know she will say “that’s okay”. It was better than what my dad said to once during my first pregnancy. My parents are both crazy in different & maddening ways.
They’re already going in to get the baby out, so it’s just an extra procedure at the same time. But iirc it’s an out patient procedure generally nowadays, unless you’re getting everything taken out, at least I recall mom’s being that and that was mid to late nineties.
It was an outpatient procedure in the mid 80’s when I had it done, but since they cut thru muscles there is a much longer recovery time than with a vasectomy. But, since you are already getting a C section, it does make much more sense for you to get that tubal.
I’m not having a c-section*, but iirc pbbth is? Thus the tubes being tied at the same time as when the baby is born.
*My baby is 8 years old, and I didn’t have a c-section, and though babies give me a moment of longing I remember what a hellion the one I already have can be and come to my senses again. Plus if I did get pregnant my snipped BF and my careful about BC self would probably die of shock…
Plus if I did get pregnant my snipped BF and my careful about BC self would probably die of shock…