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The reoccurring sickness

So, since Christmas I’ve been sick. This is how it works. I spend about a week feeling very sick and slowly get better. I spend about three days when I think I’m almost over it, but not completely. Then I plunge back into being very sick. All this happened right when we changed insurance and I didn’t have any insurance information, even though we were covered. So, Wednesday I finally got insurance cards and went to the doctor.

When I told the doc I had a sinus infection I wanted to laugh when she said “You think it’s a sinus infection, what makes you think that?” I didn’t laugh, I did tell her that it was the horrible pain and pressure in my sinsus, the yellow mucus, the pressure in my ears, and the fact that I have sinus infections all the time that clued me in.  Although I didn’t say it as sarcastic as I’m typing it.  I think it’s funny how doctors sometimes think you are stupid.

Then she examined me and suddenly I was no longer stupid.  Then she called baby boy a girl.  I let that one slide with a “It’s okay, he’s a pretty boy.”

The really sad thing about all of this is that Meatloaf has been sick right along with me. I’m hoping that the meds will break the cycle.

Do you ever get sick in a cycle like that?  What do you do to break it?  Do you ever feel like Doctors think everyone else is stupid?


Egg on my face

So, I learned a few lessons yesterday.  First, you can’t hurry mayo.

I was assigned to make a potato salad for a family dinner last night.  Now with all of the milliontyone things I have attempted to cook in my life, I had never made potato salad for some reason.  So I thought cool, I make something new.  I looked up on the internet a bunch of recipes and got and idea of what to do.  For some reason the day totally got away from me and less then an hour before the party I started to make the potato salad.  Now I know all you potato salad makers out there are laughing at me, but that’s what happened.

So I get into it and I realize I don’t have enough mayo and I think to myself “Self, you can totally just wip up some mayo from scratch, you can make hollendaise sauce and Alfredo no problem, mayo will be a snap.”  Now all of you mayo makers out there are laughing at me as well.

So I look up a recipe really quick, and just start going, I’ve got like 15 minutes before I’m supposed to be at the party so I didn’t take the time to look up and read carefully like I should.  I just threw everything in the blender, sans oil, turned the blender on and started pouring. 

Now I don’t know if my math was bad for tripling the recipe, or if the recipe I grabbed was bad, but the thing NEVER emulsified.  Also, I poured the oil in WAY too fast, and that’s all on me, I knew better.  So it’s all broken and gross.

So then I start looking up ways to fix broken mayo.  They all say add another egg yoke.  So I do…nothing, so I add another…nothing…and another….and another.  At this point I leaning over the blender and getting egg all up in my face while I’m trying to see if it’s finally thickened up.

I gave up.  I grabbed the little bit of mayo I did have and put it in, mixed and ran out the door.  Husband said I should just give it some fancy name and no one would think anything of it. 

I wasn’t going to let mayo beat me in the long run, so the next day I actually took the time to read more carefully how to fix broken mayo.  I was able to make about 1 cup of mayo with only two more eggs.  I still have three cups of eggy oil in my fridge that I need to figure out what to do with…but that’s a different problem.


I HATE being sick.

Do you know what I hate more?  My baby being sick.  I also made the mistake of saying how great it was that at least he did not have a stuffy nose.  Guess what happened the next day, go ahead, I’m sure it won’t take you long.

So, we have been spending the week as good friends with the nose-sucky-bulb.  You know, that blue thing they give you at the hospital.  Let me tell you, he does NOT like it, at all.  Lunchmeat is sick as well, but at least he is REALLY good at blowing his nose.  I figure that comes from the close acquaintance he had with the nose-sucky-blub when he was a baby.  That boy got more runny noses then anyone I have ever met.

So, what do you think is the worst when you have a new baby?

The Elevator

So my sweet friend took me to lunch the other day.  On our way back to the office we took the elevator in the parking garage up to our floor.  We got to our floor and the elevator stopped.  Then it started going back down.  Then it stopped.  Then it started going back up.

It was at this point we started to get concerned.

I pressed the door open button.

We went up, stopped, and we went back down.

My friend tried pressing another floors button.

We went up, stopped, and we went back down.

So, in the back of the elevator is a little placard that says something along the lines of “If you experience an emergency call 000-000-0000.”  So I called.  A man answered.  I said “Hi, my friend and I are stuck in the elevator in the XXX N. XXXXX Building.  It’s going up and down and it won’t let us out.”

“What elevator is it” he said.

“Well, it says elevator #2, but other then that I don’t know…like I said, we are at the XXX N. XXXXX building parking garage.”

“We don’t have an elevator there” he replied.

“Well, your number is pasted in the back of the elevator, so I’m pretty sure this is your elevator.”

“What elevator is it?” he asked again.

“We are at XXX N. XXXXX building parking garage in elevator #2.”

“No, we don’t have an elevator there, I can’t help you” he replied.  Then he started talking to someone in the background, I couldn’t hear what he said.

He then came back and said “Someone will come and help you” and he ended the call.

Needless to say my friend and I were not impressed, nor were we reassured.  So we called my boss.

We went up, stopped, and we went back down.

She was at lunch with one of our other co-workers.  They called someone who was still at the office, she ran out to the parking garage and tried to figure out where we were.  She tried pressing one of the buttons but that didn’t work, so she called 911.

And all this time we went up, stopped, and we went back down.

My boss called me back, she had run all the way back to the office and was trying to figure out where we were.  I told her that we were just going up and down.  She went out to the parking garage and we started banging so she could tell where we were.  She staid on the phone with me from then on.

When we got to the bottom this time it sounded like someone was out there.  We banged and someone said, “Someone is coming to help you.”  Again, we were not particularly re-assured.

We went up, stopped, and we went back down.

So, my co-worker who called 911, she went to the bottom floor to hang outside the door and wait for help.  She encountered a lady who apparently worked for the parking garage people.  She expressed her displeasure with the fact that 911 had been called.  my co-worker told her that after my being told no-one was coming to help the felt it was wise to find some other way to get the 9 month pregnant lady out of the elevator.  She was apparently not impressed.

We went up, stopped, and we went back down.

My boss ran down all the flights of stairs looking for where the people we heard were.  She found them and then the same grumpy parking garage lady asked her why everyone was freaking out.  To which my boss responded that we had two people, one of which was nine months pregnant stuck in an elevator with no air conditioning in 115 degree weather, that’s why people were up in arms.  The garage lady said something about how first she heard I was seven months pregnant, then she heard I was eight months pregnant, now she is nine months pregnant, which is it?

We went up, stopped, and we went back down.

My thought to that is, why does it matter?  You have two people stuck in your elevator, which is STILL continually going up and down and it’s 115 outside (which means it was probably around 125 in the elevator), you should be doing something other than complaining.

We went up, stopped, and we went back down.

So then my friend and I heard the fire truck. Quite a few minutes later I asked my boss over the phone where they were.  Apparently a truck was blocking their way so they could not park in the ally.  My thought to that was, they are a fire truck, can’t they just park where they want and come get us out?

We went up, stopped, and we went back down.

I must note here that my friend has the amazing ability to not sweat, I however, do not.  By this time I was DRENCHED from head to toe with sweat, my friend barley had a little glisten on her forehead.  She actually had resorted to removing her sweater.  She was so sweet, every once in a while she would blow in my face to help cool me off.

We went up, stopped, and we went back down.

So, finally the firemen got there.  Apparently, they brought the wrong elevator key, so they had to go back to their truck and get the right one.  Then, finally, after about 20 minutes, we stopped going up and down.

Next we heard the firemen messing around with the door, we could see a light but we were still stuck.  About five minutes later the elevator maintenance guy finally showed up.  Between him and the firemen they got the door open.

So, after 30 minutes of being stuck in a hot box, we walked out.

The paramedics took my blood pressure and gave us water and we went back into the office.  We used a different elevator to get there.





MIR – or My Interesting Randomness

So, tomorrow I’m getting an MRI.  Because for the past two weeks I have been dizzy…very dizzy.  In fact, I’m dizzy right now.  So if this blog sounds dizzy, that’s because it is.

So a week ago Tuesday I started getting dizzy, so dizzy that I fainted and fell out of my chair.  My co-workers were understandably concerned, as was Husband.

So I went to the doctor and they ran a bunch blood work and an EKG.  Only one thing came back abnormal, and not really even that abnormal.  They also wanted me to do an MRI.

So I am.


I’ll let you know how it goes.

And now, I’m going to bed, because the world doesn’t spin when I’m asleep.

More AAHCS 2009

So, yesterday when I was talking about the AAHCA and the Tax they are going to impose if you don’t have what they deem to be “Acceptable Health Care Coverage”.  I know some of you were thinking  “It doesn’t matter because  I will have “Acceptable Health Care Coverage”.  But here is a question for you, do you know how they define “Acceptable Health Care Coverage”?

You don’t know, do you.

They don’t know either!  This is because some guy referred to as “The Commissioner” get’s to decided that.  So, some guy, yet to be appointed by the President, gets to decided for YOU what is “Acceptable Health Care Coverage”.  Don’t you think YOU should decide what is “Acceptable Health Care Coverage” is for YOU and YOUR Family?

Where in the Constitution does it grant Congress the power to decide that, or to assign someone to decide that?  And don’t say it’s the general welfare clause, because this is defiantly NOT going to result in general welfare (unless your taking about “welfare” as in the government dole!)

You would think that if their was someone who would be in favor of affordable health care it would be me, because we have so many serious health problems in our family.  All I can see from reading the bill is how much MORE it is going to cost and how much harder they are going to make it for me to take my family to find good doctors.

Speaking of reading it, you should  Here’s the most recent copy that I could find on the internet.  By the way, I plan on reading the whole thing, which is more then I can say for all the people (R and D’s) who will be voting on it!


The Constitution vs. America’s Affordable Health Choices Act of 2009

So the other night I was reading through the Health Bill that the Fed is working on…for reasons that I’ll tell you about in another post I’ve started writing but not finished.  Anyway, their was some stuff that I thought I would bring to your attention.

Take a look at this.

The United States Constitution

Section 8 – Powers of Congress

The Congress shall have Power To lay and collect Taxes, Duties, Imposts and Excises, to pay the Debts and provide for the common Defence and general Welfare of the United States; but all Duties, Imposts  and Excises shall be uniform throughout the United States;

And this.

America’s Affordable Health Choices Act of 2009


‘(a) Tax Imposed- In the case of any individual who does not meet the requirements of subsection (d) at any time during the taxable year, there is hereby imposed a tax equal to 2.5 percent of the excess of–

‘(1) the taxpayer’s modified adjusted gross income for the taxable year, over

‘(2) the amount of gross income specified in section 6012(a)(1) with respect to the taxpayer.

Their are a large number of things that I find wrong with this Constitutionally, but I’ll just mention one.

I don’t know about you, but that Tax doesn’t sound very “uniform throughout the United States” to me.  Neither is the way income tax is imposed for that matter.  P.S. I think American’s were chumps when they voted in favor of the 16th amendment in 1913.

So, who do you think will win in this battle, the Constitution or AAHCA of 2009?

P.P.S. And let the political flame war begin.