What Your Black Umbrella Says About You
When faced with adversity, you respond with authority. You don't let problems faze you.
You are naturally powerful and commanding. People look to you to take charge.
You are elegant and classy. You know how to always say and do the right thing.
While you stand out, you also fit it. You thrive in a variety of situations.
On a rainy day: you carry on as normal - a little bad weather isn't going to get in your way!
I had something to say about yesterday, but I've totally forgotten. Greaaaaaat. It's that old-timer's thang.
Didn't get any sleep last night and lo and behold! The reason why is dumbfounding...I'm surfin' the freakin' crimson (TMI, I know, but a fact of life). I thought that was all over.
I'm TOTALLY DIFFERENT now that I'm off the evil medication. So much happier and optimistic. It's about time. My life was going nowhere fast on morphine. I'm glad I talked my doctor into taking me off of it.
Oh, I know! THANK GOD FOR COSTCO. My patch costs $400, name brand (+). Generic, $270 at least. And even then, it's almost impossible to find the Sandoz generic around here, since everybody carries that Mylan crap that doesn't work. Enter the totally unknown to me (until now) Costco. $170. For Sandoz. OMG. They didn't even make me sign up for membership. She just told me to cruise on back there and take care of it, which is what I did. It's still unGodly expensive, but I've found a decent price on it. I wanna be a member.
I should bullet this, since it's not really an update but a list of crap going on. I've lost a good 15 lbs. in the past 2.5 weeks. Yay. All that fasting and food-detoxing REALLY paid off. I'm back comfortable in my clothes, and all is well in the world. Sorta. As much as it can be.
Today, I had to go through hell. However, my teeth haven't been this straight and white since I first got my braces off at the age of 16. They reverted back to the above pic until today, when I had them fix-ed. Yays. But the asshole dentist almost killed me in the process. Not only did the gas not work but he used a 5 gauge needle in the ROOF OF MY MOUTH, WHICH STUCK INSIDE MY BRAIN. I SCREAMED. No kidding. It hurt /that bad/. And he had the nerve to tell me to calm down?!?!?!? OH NO HE DI-NT. He then asked me to put my hands at my side. He must-a been reading my mind because I damn sure wanted to knock out a few of his teeth. No joke. It wouldn't be the first dentist I've hit. :> I'm just glad it's all over until I get one more filling. And I'm not going THERE. Dante envisioned it when he envisioned hell. I have no doubt about it. All that was missing were the poodles.
Now, I'm chilling and trying to remember what all I've NOT journaled. I've been grossly negligent to myself by not keeping up with this. The shame and horror! Anyway, now that I can see three dimensional again, I promise I'll read and try to update. That should address e-mail and messages I've gotten in the past couple of days. I do have a new laptop, but will be getting the other one fixed ASAP. This one is all shiny and happy looking. :D I will be participating in NANO this year, so I've gotta have equipment, every bit as much as the spawnlette needed those purple Converse.
The Spawnlette is another story entirely, and could get legal, so I'm not going into detail.
My brother and I finally spoke. It surprised me to be happy to talk to him. We were supposed to meet for lunch this weekend but I was wicked sick to my stomach. Soooon.
And no, I really don't care if we all have differing political views, FYI.
ADD much? Heh.