When Lord....when.

Wow, 2 days in a row with the blogging! Calm down peoples, I know how exciting it is.

So, from the title of this blog, I am asking God for a time frame. About what, you ask?

Let me tell you.

Bedtime last night was the standard, 930ish-1000. Went to sleep with no issues at all (for a change). Fast forward to 200 am, where I am rudely awakened from a lovely dream featuring David Duchovny (yeah, I love me some Fox Mulder) by the stabbing pain in my uterus that plagues me, randomly. It was enough to not only wake me from a sound slumber--but have me leap from the bed saying "owowowowowowowowowfuckmeowowowowfuckfuckfuckowowowowow" Took a Lortab. Laid back down, pillow in between legs, gritting teeth, and bargaining with God. As is "God make the pain stop, and I will go to Church this sunday" "God make the pain stop, and I will donate more $$ to the Salvation Army this Christmas" "God make the pain stop, and I will stop being a Class A Bitch to everyone I see".

God did not take me up on any of my offers. At 0315, the pain was still raging. So I took Lortab #2, and was trying to remember if there are dangerous drug interactions with Tylenol 3, as that was going to be the next narcotic I tried to get rid of the pain.

Finally, sleep came back to take me....around 430, I think. I had to get up at 6 for work today, so basically, I feel like the walking dead. I'm still stoned from the Lortab, and everytime I blink my eyes, I have to tell myself to open them back up.

I'm starting to wonder if the 5% chance of losing my uterus is worth getting rid of this pain.
I might call Dr. Genius in Pittsburgh, just to ask his opinion. Maybe he doesn't think there is a risk at all. Maybe I let one of them there Pittsburgh doctors cut my uterine cavity open.

I just don't know.

Tis the season

To want to rip your hair out!

Christmas shopping is stressful time. No one will tell me what they'd like to get, but everyone expects me to pick out the perfect gift because "you know me so well". Gee thanks for the help.
I so love watching my bank account dwindle down to nothing while I am in pursuit of the "perfect gift".

My mother is doing very well. She got the "all clear" to go do whatever it is that she wants, whenever she wants to do it. That's great! She only has to go to shitsburgh every 6 months now, and follow up with a local doctor. More good news!

I'm doing fine, thanks, aside from wanting to stab everyone in the eyeball lately.
Seems I've been eating a steady diet of Bitch McNasty pills, and they are working!

Someday I will actually approach this blog with an idea, or a theme in mind, and then I will have something well thought out written. But today is not that day, my friends, so too bad.

Catching up

So...

Mom's home. She's doing well. She's extremely immuno-suppressed so we have to be very, very careful with her.

She's up and crazy though. No stopping her.

Phil had the flu, then I got sick just as he was getting better, and that was right around when mom came home. So we've been "quaranteened" to my room. We wear masks when we leave my room, and sanitize the shit out of our hands before we touch anything.

Not much going on. Not much at all. Pretty boring.

Getting geared up for the holidays. I need to start my shopping, but of course no one knows what they want. It's always "oh I don't know" "oh you don't have to get me anything" blah blah.

The stressful time is about to begin. I am asking for giftcards this year. To Best Buy. I want a lap top.

Gift cards will help with that.

Anyway.......

Oh..

Lest I forget, I have a class reunion coming up. *ugh*.

Does anyone know any way to lose weight quickly? I'm talking gastric bypass fast, without the messy surgery.

Probably not!

I am SO looking forward to seeing my ex fiancee. *eye roll*