future serial killer/criminal/psychopath
"The connection between animal cruelty and human violence is well documented. Studies show a correlation between animal cruelty and all manner of other crimes, from narcotics and firearms violations to battery and sexual assault," a statement issued by the Humane Society Monday says.dirty vet
I went to class on Wednesday because I never heard from Stacey, so no meeting at the new gym. And again on Thursday. I'm not sure where all the females are, besides Kay, who is on a cruise (must be nice), but I was the only female in there for level 2. Again. As everyone was getting ready for mitt work, I said, "Alright, are y'all gonna draw straws, or what?" But as Stacey pointed out later, we're better than them in some cases. I ended up with a guy who is still getting the hang of mitt work. It's harder than it looks, and depends on the timing of both you and your partner. It's fun, though.
I ended up skipping the sparring part at the end. I didn't want to end up with Lloyd or James, who suck as partners, and don't have good control. Well, Lloyd's getting better, but still.
On Friday, I took Buzz to the vet. His blood sugar is back down to 111. I am to take him back in 2 weeks, and keep the dosage at 8/8. I hope he feels better. He actually hid that morning, and he usually doesn't do that. I guess he's damn tired of going to the vet nearly every week. That makes two of us.
My massage therapist called to tell me she would be getting home later than expected, so she'd call me when she was on her way. Then she called later, and canceled. Again. This is twice in two weeks. I realize she probably makes more money from other clients, but damn. I had even written her a check with a hefty tip (since I don't always tip, as I pay the total for a series of 5 sessions in chunks). So, I'm rescheduled for this Friday. She asked about Saturday morning or Monday afternoon, but I declined. Didn't want to miss my classes, since I knew I'd miss Wednesday as it was.
I texted Stacey, and met her to work out. We always have a lot of laughs, along with getting a good workout. The equipment isn't that great, but the place was closed, so that's good.
I avoided two calls from Barb on Saturday, once before I'd gotten up (well, I did answer that one, sleepily), and one while I was at class. She was at Allan's having a yard sale. What? I'm not going over there. I still need to call her back, as she's probably pissy that I didn't return her call. WhatEVER.
Class was fun, but of course I jacked up my shoulder/back to the point of it hurting to turn my head. I laid with an ice pack under it, and that helped. It felt better the next day, but still a bit of a twinge depending on how I moved. I'll be seeing the chiropractor and the massage therapist (hopefully) this week.
The doctor's office called and said I'd be given whatever meds when I get there Wednesday afternoon. I need to ask about working out (especially with what I do), sex, when to get the follow up test, how to handle my refills until then, etc.
So yeah. It's done. Beth picked me up, and we got there right at 2:00. My doctor took me back and had me initial several lines and sign a consent form. She let me ask questions, etc. Working out should be done only by common sense, and how I feel. I stressed how strenuous my classes are, and she said, maybe this weekend, but "you won't hurt anything." I did forget to ask about sex. I'll google it, but call tomorrow if I can't find anything.
They gave me a val!um (10 mg), and a shot in my hip. I went back out to sit in the waiting room with Beth. About 45 minutes later, they called me back. There was my doctor, two nurses to assist, and an Essur3 expert to supervise and help with any issues. (My doctor only started this procedure in the past 6 months, though she is certified. I guess in the beginning they have someone there to assist.)
I got on the table, and the speculum went in, not to come out until the end. They pulled out this huge needle to numb my cervix. Ouch. That's where the pain started. They gave that a few minutes to take effect. Then they came back and discovered that they needed to dilate me since I've never given birth. I'm not sure what they did, but it hurt like hell. I think they used some sort of tool. They then flooded me with water (and gas?) in order to expand my uterus to see the entrances to the fallopian tubes. There was a scope so they could see where they were and where to insert. I didn't see this. They got the first one in, and by that time, I was drenched in sweat and in severe pain. I was fidgeting, twitching, moaning, begging them to hurry. The second entrance was spasming or something, so they had trouble inserting. I'm not sure if my pain level, the fact that I'd never given birth, or what was the problem. Beth saw the expert rush out to his car to get a new implant when one was bent or something. I think I freaked everyone out. One of the nurses later said maybe they should double the dosage of val!um.
Really, I'm not a sissy. Yes, the biopsies and cryotherapy were painful and uncomfortable, respectively, but I had nowhere near as bad a reaction to those. I don't understand.
So once I cooled down and the cramping subsided enough to sit up, I got dressed. they took my blood pressure "because of your reaction," and it was good. Beth took me to my drug store to get the 800mg M0trin prescription filled, and it was not pleasant to walk to the back of the store and wait. She offered to go in, but I wasn't sure how much it would be with my new insurance. If it was more than the $10 copay, I would just get the OTC stuff and take 4. I got home and ate a little bit, took a M0trin, and napped for about an hour. I felt better then.
I had shooting pains and cramps throughout the evening, and made the mistake of leaning against the counter while washing dishes after dinner. I went to bed early, but woke up at 2am in pain. Eight hours on the dot! I ate a couple fig newtons and took another pill. Not much sleep. I couldn't get comfortable.
I woke up an hour after hitting snooze. Though I still had until 10:00 for the next pill, I was not feeling good. I fed the cats, gave Buzz his injection, and called into work. I couldn't imagine having to sit upright all day and not being in pain. My boss emailed me later to tell me I could go ahead and telework tomorrow, even though some frown on that after taking leave. It's at his discretion, though.
I was still quite a bit uncomfortable most of the day today. Jeff checked on me in the bedroom before going back to work at lunch time. I then got up to eat my lunch, and realized I needed to get my allergy shots today. Dammit. I was starting to feel better, though, so I left around 2:30. I even went to 0ld Navy to get a couple tank tops, since they were completely out the last time I went, got a couple things at Target, and went to the allergy doctor's. Of course, annoying kids everywhere. I then went by the cell phone place since it was on the way home to see if they had one of the phones I think Jeff should get, since they seem to be quite sturdy. Nope. And they didn't have the X3non in black, either. Online only. Hmmm. We'll probably have to get both online, then go to a store to get updated SIM cards. I hope he can pick one without seeing it in person. I know I wouldn't want to.
Anyway. The pain will be worth it. Right? They're supposed to schedule a follow up confirmation test in 3 months.
I hope I'm ok to get my massage tomorrow. I better be. My back is still jacked up, despite the adjustment yesterday morning.
More later.
