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i saw my med doctor today. i've been going to a pain clinic in the twin cities for over 6 months now to deal with ongoing jaw pain issues, migraines, and depression. i see a therapist, a physical therapist, and a medication-doctor/neurologist. i used to see a nurse practitioner as well (who just happens to be the neurologist's wife), but she annoyed the hell out of me didn't work out. so now it's down to the three, and i love my therapist and physical therapist. they are the glue that holds me together on the days when the migraines seem like they really could kill me, or i can't open my mouth far enough to take a bite of my salad at lunch. however, this med guy is a whole different story...
i'm not going to name names, so lets call him hobbit-man. He looks a bit like a hobbit, combined with a weasel. don't get me wrong - i'm sure he's a very nice hobbit-man. he always smiles at me, seems very intelligent, and i've never wondered about the quality of care that i'm getting. my beef is more personality-based i guess. you know that gut tickle that you get about people - the one that's pretty hard to shake, (at least for me)? well, he's like a feather-duster to my gut.
the grievances:
- he's always at least a half an hour late to my appointment, even when i'm the first appointment of the day.
- he uses really big words, and i always feel like he's talking down to me. he makes me feel like a petulant child when i want to change my meds, or bring up a new complication that i'm having.
- he makes me nervous. so nervous that i usually forget what i went in there for - leading to more internal eye-rolling from him. (ok, maybe i'm making up the eye rolling - but the guy just seems annoyed, ok?)
- no matter how many times i politely tell him that i no longer see his wife, he tries to get me to reschedule with her. he also asks why i'm not seeing her - what are you supposed to say to that? because she drives me crazy with her unnecessary head nodding and doesn't listen to a word i say? i think not.
- he also tells me that i should exercise every day, at every appointment, even though i exercise a perfectly reasonable three times a week. he then tells me all about how he rides his exercycle every morning for 15 minutes. while that's great for him - i really, really don't need that mental image every. single. appointment.
ok, moral of the story - i don't like going to see hobbit-man. i don't like it so much, that i hardly ever go. which means that my meds don't get checked often, or well, in my opinion. i take lexapro for depression and maxalt for migraines, and lately the combination of them makes me sound like i'm having a stroke (can't find words, slurred speech, etc) - so he cut my lexapro dose down a bit, so hopefully that will help? i also feel like i'm in a coma tired almost all of the time. this is really cutting down on lots of things, like productivity at work, creativity for school, my ability to think of fun blog posts, you name it. it hasn't done wonders for my sex drive either. truth be told, i'd rather be off the meds completely, but because of a fun little mental-hospital incident a month or so back (which I'll write about soon enough), I'm sucking it up and taking them for now.
going to the doctor at least once a week is quite spendy too, as you might imagine. i can't wait for the day when i can put that $100+ a month in my pocket, or put it towards some of the things on my wish list (like a roomba!).
other things on my mind include: starting my own business/freelance work instead of this sit at a desk job. i've been reading the anti 9-5 guide, and loving it, so hopefully that can get my started. schoolwork, as usual, and what to have for dinner tonight. i really want chinese food, but can't find anywhere in minneapolis that delivers! why, minneapolis, why? in ithaca I could get all the food i wanted delivered - pizza, chinese, thai, dessert, you name it. minneapolis - pizza. it's freaking cold here, not to mention the hail and tornadoes lately - why don't more people deliver? i guess that's a business idea for me.....
Theoretically, this could all go in the handy-dandy 'about me' section. it will someday. in the meantime, I just wanted to give my non-existent readers some information about me - so they can get to know me and run screaming love me.
1. I live in Minneapolis. Don't stalk me.
2. I'm trying to become a graphic designer. i'm in school, and looking into freelancing options/starting my own business. soon!
3. I apparently can't decide whether to capitalize or not capitalize. i love not capitalizing sentences, but then I slip back into it. sigh. deal with it.
4. I have a kitten cat named Bean. I got him last september? somewhere around there. he's tiny, and loves nothing more than to bite me. he's not mean though - promise.
so tiny and cute!
5. i'm on a diet. so far i've lost 6 pounds. i know you don't want to hear about it - no one does. but guess what? it's my blog! ha!
6. i don't like my job. i know i'm not supposed to write about work, lest i get dooced. but still - it had to be said. i work as an office manager/receptionist/marketing assistant/get me some fucking coffee girl. enough said.
7. i'm 23, soon to be 24 years old. i really want to go to las vegas for my birthday.
8. i started a blog because everyone else was doing it. i'm not sure if my life is exciting enough to write about, but i crack myself up with the crazy interesting things I think about - so i just wanted to put some of it out there. we'll get to the crazy fun stuff eventually, i promise.
Ok, that's enough for now. I need to design an egg-cup catalog today during after work. First draft is due tonight. Any ideas?
I spent this weekend with friends - and our first order of business was the Sex and the City movie on Saturday. I was super excited because the four of us have been friends forever (three of us since 5th grade - and the other since 9th), and all of us going to see the four of them just seemed too perfect. We went to block E to see the flick, and had some Applebee's before the show. By the way - nothing on Applebee's menu is vegan. Nothing. Not even vegetarian, really. (I'm not a vegan, I'm just saying)
So anyway - movie was great, afterwards we went back to my place and had girl time - complete with grey's anatomy and cosmo's - I thought all was well. Woke up the next morning...no wallet.
F-U-C-K. That's all I could think/say. I checked my bank account and over $1300 - gone. Not only that, but they also rented not one, but two cars in my name (using my driver's license). AWESOME. I realized that stealing someone's wallet in a movie theater is a great freaking idea - because you know they probably won't notice for at least a couple of hours - so you can go hog wild.
So today is filled with getting a new license, new check card, police reports, etc. I'm lucky that I have enough savings to cover the damage until my investigation goes through. i never realized how dangerous check cards are. I'm not sure I even want one anymore, honestly. This is the 5th time in my life that my wallet has been taken or lost - I obviously have really bad karma. I want to build a secret safe in my apartment and deal only in gold coins from now on. I just need to find some leprechauns.
In other news - I have shin splints. The only way I would run is for my life, so I'm not sure how I even got them. Karma again. So I'm hobbling around barefoot at work. Sexy-pants. I'm also working on an egg-cup catalog for class. I'll have to fill everyone in on my egg-cup obsession soon.
