Whine like a baby, now with 500% more drama!

I saw my specialist today.

Good news - she agrees that I'm a good candidate for RFA and we just need to find someone who will do it nearby for the SI.

Bad news - I need to go to a physiotherapist and get fitted for a cane or other assistive device to help me walk. (and wtf mum - I tell her and she's all nice! you should get a walker....)

Disturbing news - the pain meds I'm on are stronger than morphine and all that's left is to keep getting more...

Rude news - my appointment took so long that the parking lot guy left for the day and left me a ticket in the amount of what my parking to 5:00 would have cost....
 
... I'll stop now. :(
The plot thickens. It turns out she wasn't acting kooky and random to flirt or anything like that, she's actually bipolar and she's in the midst of a manic session right now.

I honestly have no idea what I'm supposed to do.
 
The plot thickens. It turns out she wasn't acting kooky and random to flirt or anything like that, she's actually bipolar and she's in the midst of a manic session right now.

I honestly have no idea what I'm supposed to do.
Back away slowly, let her actual friends handle it.
 
Back away slowly, let her actual friends handle it.
She's at a clinic right now, apparently demanding to see her doctor. She's all like, "Hey, explain again what you said earlier about antidepressants, you know what you're talking about. I'm going to show my phone to the doctor so he won't be so useless."

I'm all like, "Okay, firstly, all I said was that I took some pills before and they helped me. Secondly, no, I'm not going to tell your doctor how to treat you. I am not a medical expert."

Backing away slowly is looking like an increasingly attractive option right now. Or perhaps not so slowly. But I'm wondering if there's some sort of expectation or protocol for when a substitute teacher encounters this kind of situation.
 
I am going nuts waiting to hear if I will get a promotion at work. The interview was last Wednesday. Normally you will hear back in a couple of work days. But the IT Director has been out of town for the first half of the week. So hopefully I can celebrate or drink away my sorrows tonight.
 
I am going nuts waiting to hear if I will get a promotion at work. The interview was last Wednesday. Normally you will hear back in a couple of work days. But the IT Director has been out of town for the first half of the week. So hopefully I can celebrate or drink away my sorrows tonight.
dammit, they still have not announced the position. It was supposed to be today, maybe tomorrow.
 
Aw, come on, only Fire Rodan? Let's not forget the old school.


Look at that ugly mug.

Although I suppose at this point Fire Rodan is 23 years old and thus is no spring chicken.
 
My mother is driving me f-ing crazy today. I'm being pressured by my boss to to do something that I feel goes against professional standards. I am the senior member of my profession in my organization. New boss isn't a professional.

My mother just picked a fight with me about how I can't possibly be the senior person and then has the nerve to say that she's feeling insulted by my reaction. Wtf!?! It is what it is right? Why would I lie?

We also had a 20 minute fight about how I'm going to get my suitcase downstairs. I'm not calling a cab and asking the driver to come to my bedroom. Another wtf??
 
My mother is driving me f-ing crazy today. I'm being pressured by my boss to to do something that I feel goes against professional standards. I am the senior member of my profession in my organization. New boss isn't a professional.

My mother just picked a fight with me about how I can't possibly be the senior person and then has the nerve to say that she's feeling insulted by my reaction. Wtf!?! It is what it is right? Why would I lie?

We also had a 20 minute fight about how I'm going to get my suitcase downstairs. I'm not calling a cab and asking the driver to come to my bedroom. Another wtf??
Wait until you tell her about your new tattoo.

--Patrick
 
No she's seen both of the new ones and loves them.

She called when I was at the airport to chat like the fight never happened. I'll go with it.

That was the longest walk ever today. I can't believe I'm typing this, but I'm going to go get the fitting soon. I need the help. But not a walker lol
 
I just spent way too much time figuring out how much effort a project would take, leaving very little time to write the proposal. Thus I submitted a crummy proposal for a big project. I'm fighting the urge to provide explanations and excuses like, "Here's the simplified rough draft of the proposal."

This is the time I have, and it is what it is. Seemingly most of the time when I do what I consider a poor effort people are very happy with it anyway.

Yet I remain unsatisfied.

Oh well. It's in their court, let's see what happens.
 
If the doctors hadn't told me I had PVCs (premature ventricular contractions), I'd never had known about it. I never noticed them. Not everyone who has them does. I did notice some days I could feel my heart rate more forcefully than other days, with an associated discomfort.

Today is one of those days. :(

(but I am now at home and have nothing that needs doing but farting around on the computer until it's time for bed)
 

GasBandit

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I woke up this morning with the worst headache I've had in a long time... like, I was super hung over... but I wasn't drinking. Ugh.
 
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I'm in between sizes right now, which means almost nothing fits me. Every package I get is filled with clearance-priced disappointment. I just want to feel a little bit attractive and not like a weird lumpy mess.
 
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