WoooooHoooooey! My CT scan results came back NORMAL! So grateful, so thankful, so very glad.
So what's causing these headaches? Back to the doctor for some more investigation. Meanwhile I am gonna try going off of dairy and see if that helps. A friend just told me her husband did this because of headaches and he hasn't had one since. Lactose. Blech.
Bye bye beloved ice cream.
Thank you all for your thoughts and concern this last week! It was so helpful during the waiting ;)
Our bodies talk to us. Not in a weird hooky-sooky way. But there are reasons that we experience pain, fear, discomfort, depression.
A woman in my church died last Wednesday. She was diagnosed about a year ago with a brain tumor. The only symptom she had was headaches. She was 27 when she died. Married with two small boys.
When I heard of her death I had been dealing with my persistent headache for about two weeks. The next day I went to the doctor and several days later I got a CT scan. I'm still waiting for the results.
Life is precious. Listen to your body.
Hugs,
GFM
This is a typical Good for Me move. Start something. Let it peter out without a word or explanation
So, I throw out a photo for haiku inspiration once again. From here on out let's just say that the Haiku Challenge will be ad hoc rather than weekly.
This is one of Simon's beauties. Feel free to add your haiku in the comments.
Hope you all have a great week!
I went to the doctor yesterday because of the headache I've had for over two weeks.
I left with four prescriptions.
Something's wrong with our health care system.
These aren't as serious, and will hopefully give Egan some good teasing material.
1. I can eat an entire jar of green olives in one sitting. I might even drink some of the juice.
2. When I was a kid my cat, Ami, and I used to share this love for olives while watching General Hospital after school. (I went to school. Ami stayed home guarding our olives.)
3. I was the neon fashion, black rubber bracelet wearing, Madonna wanna-be trend setter at my middle school. The look took off. Yes, it really was as frightening as it sounds.
4. If I bend all of my toes down on one foot except for the second one, I swear it looks like E.T.
5. I once broke the tip off my ski.........while cross country skiing.
6. I love goofy humor like Top Secret and A Praire Home Companion. I'm quite a goof when I'm most comfortable.
My brain is sort of empty and I need to get to bed. Until tomorrow friends!
Life changes. As a result, so have some of my 100 Things.
1. I enjoy a good book or movie.
2. I'm thankful for libraries.
3. I'd like to feel love more deeply.
4. I'm allergic to avocados, some apples, Swiss cheese, and most recently flax seed.
5. I'm also allergic to penicillin, amoxycillin, and sulpha drugs.
6. Perhaps the most bizarre is that I'm allergic to loratadine -- the active ingredient in the allergy medications Clarinex and Claratin.
7. I'm devastated that as an adult I've become allergic to cats and dogs. 11/17/07 Decided to rescue a kitty in August, even if it meant medicine everyday. Miraculously, I've had not allergic reaction to him at all!
8. If i could be any animal it would be a house cat.
9. I married at 22.
10. I'm no longer married.
11. When I find a spider in my home I move him outside.
12. I like board games.
13. I have horrible body image. Then again, what girl doesn't?
14. I don't like caged rodents.
15. I didn't like any drink except water as a child/teen.
16. At 23 I went to Thailand and started drinking Coke out of necessity. I now love Diet Pepsi. This is something that frustrates me.
17. I'm fascinated by other cultures and languages.
18. Sometimes when I'm alone I talk in a foreign accent. This accent would probably not be distinguishable to the human ear.
19. If I could do college over again I would major in French and linguistics.
20. I'd like to learn American Sign Language.
21. I'm somewhat lazy. And disorganized.
22. I like a home to feel lived in and cozy.
23. I adore wood burning stoves.
24. I still think and dream about my first love.
25. He was actually my only love.
26. I am extremely introspective. This often gets me into trouble with myself.
27. I played the flute for eight years. It's been sitting in my closet for the last 13.
28. Sometimes I feel trapped by motherhood.
29. I love thunderstorms.
30. I would be quite delighted if there was no daylight savings time.
31. I don't use an umbrella or a hood when it rains.
32. My grandmother died in 1999 and I still have her microwave. This fact frightens me sometimes.
33. I want to visit as many countries and continents as possible before I die.
34. I design computer-based training for a living. I still can't figure out how to get YouTube on my blog.
35. I'm deeply concerned about how my boys will turn out.
36. I don't recycle.
37. I do my best to follow Christ and His teachings. Currently, I don't think I'm doing a very good job.
38. I don't know how to have a male friendship. I am working on this.
39. I like to tickle and wrestle with my boys.
40. Observing nature can bring me to tears.
41. I've owned four cars since I was 22. Three of them have been Subarus.
42. I was called to jury duty only once. I was released from serving due to clinical depression.
43. I've never owned a home. 11/17/07 I bought my first home on Friday, July 13, 2007!
44. I don't understand why "Dick" is a suitable nickname for Richard.
45. The only area of my life that I feel confident in is my professional life.
46. I often long for what used to be.
47. I'm financially responsible.
48. I am extremely fond of being alone.
49. I don't like throwing birthday parties for my boys. It stresses me out.
50. I've discovered that if you don't like a product and you complain about it to the company, they send you coupons for more of it.
51. I don't like feeling angry. I experience anger more often than I would like to.
52. I don't think I'd be here if it weren't for my friends and family.
53. Tongue piercings weird me out.
54. I sometimes question my faith.
55. I remember where I was when I first smelled the scent of honeysuckles.
56. My basement is a disaster except for a path from the stairs to the washer and dryer. 11/17/07 This is no longer true in my new house. I'll leave this though since it may be true in a few years.
57. I like when my house smells good.
58. Strong perfumes and cigarette smoke give me a headache.
59. I look at peoples' hands and teeth.
60. I get annoyed when people are oblivious.
61. I sometimes live with things I don't like because I'm too lazy to do anything about it.
62. I'm loyal and faithful.
63. I can easily keep a secret.
64. I don't give gifts or cards because I'm supposed to.
65. Sometimes Christian culture makes me cringe.
66. I use way too many paper towels.
67. I've learned that I don't have to do something if I don't want to.
68. I've also learned that sometimes it's important to do something even when I don't want to.
69. Being hot makes me cranky.
70. I love to sleep.
71. I can study a map for hours. They fascinate me.
72. I fainted at Great Adventure when I was a kid.
73. In the last two years I've had to pay a locksmith twice to let me into my house. And twice to let me into my car. 11/17/17 My new house only locks if you use a key from the outside. Yay! No more getting locked out of the house.
74. I now have spare keys hidden for both. 11/17/07 No longer.
75. I've never colored or highlighted my hair.
76. I love the Olympics.
77. Driving in the city makes me very nervous.
78. I'm completely black and white, all or nothing.
79. I haven't had a relationship with my mother in ten years. She has never met my boys.
80. I'm hairy. This pisses me off.
81. I get the oil in my car changed every 3,000 miles. 11/17/07 Or not.
82. Sponges gross me out.
83. I love baking.
84. I'm addicted to chocolate.
85. I'm a terrible procrastinator.
86. I don't like robes.
87. I'm passionate about cycling.
88. It disturbs me that I'm not more passionate about world affairs, social issues, and politics.
89. When I fly in my dreams it's accomplished by doing something akin to the breast stroke.
90. I don't like to use felt tip pens.
91. I once fell asleep at the wheel. Thankfully no one was hurt.
92. I've never broken a bone and the only surgery I've had was to remove my wisdom teeth.
93. I enjoy playing tennis and hiking.
94. Camping is not a vacation.
95. I cycled through Maine and Canada for 21 days carrying everything on my bike.
96. I don't like dark restaurants. I like to see who I'm with and what I'm eating.
97. I wear glasses.
98. I'm a picker.
99. I like the winter. It gives you permission to stay inside.
100. I like the word anthropomorphism.
After work today I treated myself to a manicure. This was much needed after three days of sitting in training class. I picked my cuticles, nibbled on my hands, and ugh, just made a mess of my nails.
So here's the question bloggers:
What did the woman at the salon ask me?
The answer is here on my blog and the title of this post is a clue. If you've been visiting all along, you may know. If you've joined in recently, you may have some hunting to do.
Get a Clue (update 3.16.07)
Here are two clues to point you in the right direction.
1. The title of this post is a clue that will help you find the answer to my question somewhere here on my blog. (The title is not a clue to the answer itself)
2. This is something I get asked every time I go to a nail salon.
Update 3.17.07
You can find the answer here.
No, no you perves. Not THOSE balls!
My son's basketball tournament was Saturday. He's really good. And he's a little wild. Wild sometimes equates to, "I will run, dribble, shoot, pass, and breathe as fast and furiously as I possibly can without looking or listening to teammates or coach for instruction for even one millisecond." This is often to his demise as he ends up missing shots and traveling when he's all worked up. But on the other hand, he can sometimes harness his talent and make 3-pointers like it's nothing.
Either way, he expresses great joy when he makes that ball swoosh. And whether wild or well-tamed, I'm proud.
It's my second week back to work after an eight-week leave that was preceded by a two-week vacation. Ten weeks off work is a long time. Now I'm just tired. No, exhausted. Which is why I haven't posted in a few days. When I'm tired like this my brain is mushy and I become very grumpy. Hmmmph!
And though this is twisted and demented, I received a bit of satisfaction of sorts when Martha impaled a paring knife into Charles' clavicle last night. While I would never wish true harm on anyone, fake tv harm (viewed only by level headed adults who can decipher tv harm from real life harm) can bestow much needed revenge on a no-good, slimy scoundrel, providing freedom and justice for all (or at least for Martha).
As for me, I will keep my paring knives on a shelf that can only be reached with a stool.
it just doesn't fit, this skin of mine
i think i may need a new size
or maybe it's not the sizing at all
but these foreign mammalian ties
my barometer's off, my thermometer's off
something, it just ain't quite right
this skin i am in, just as well could be fins
for me, an unfortunate plight
see the species to which i am said to belong
gages hot and cold temps from within
keeping even the vessel 'bout 98.6
regardless of where it has been
but me, that ain't so, i just ebb and i flow
sort of reptilian, i'd say
surroundings predict the temperature here
and the thoughts i'll take with me today
it's all screwed up, homo sapien style
damn, it's a hell of a mess
i turn to Frank Costello for help
i think that he said it the best
"I don't want to be a product of my environment.
I want my environment to be a product of me."
with a hop in my step and singing a song
to the warm-blooded creature i am
i take his advice and mosey along
to get myself outta this jam
"Rise and shine", the headache says,
"time to start your day."
"Bugger off", I shoot right back,
"get the fuck away."
He doesn't listen. The conversation ends and I take two Excederin Migraine and a cup of coffee.
Happy Friday.
