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quidditchgrrlI've been kind of offline recently, what with back troubles, work troubles, and my other job...I still loff you all and catch up with LJ as often as possible.
So what is the what:
My husband is being a twatwaffle because I didn't get him the sub that he wanted from Subway (they were out of the marinara/meatball sauce). He's been a peach about doing EVERY LAST THING these past two weeks, and this was his straw, I guess. Too bad I am finding it annoying, but also seriously amusing.
Why, Shirley, why? PeTA? I'm taking my gay back, then. *sad face*
In other news, Iggy Pop rules the world. That is the ugliest, sexiest man on the planet. Eat your heart out, Mick Jagger.
The Progressive has a great interview with Lewis Black.
I'm starting a different insulin regimen with a new drug called Symlin. The doctor (I FINALLY got to see an endocrinologist!) claims that it will help with weight loss as well as to help lower my blood glucose. Too bad I ate 2800 calories today. Darn chinese food and my inability to resist it! He also lowered the amount of regular insulin I should take (Lantus and Humalog) - what the other doctor kept prescribing was the dose I was on when I weighed 250lbs.
I ended up in a vicious cycle of panic whether I took my shots or not. If I did take them, my bgl would crash at night and I'd wake up unable to breathe and barely able to walk. If I didn't, then my HbA1c scores shot through the roof (5 is normal; my last one was 12.8) and that's when you go blind/lose limbs/have strokes. Right now I'm good, but every day of high bgl means one day closer to some pathology (in my family, it's the eyes that go).
Hopefully this is the beginning of the end of all this angsting and cycling. I'm armed with my Dexatrim Max, Excedrin Migraine, needles, and a bazillion lancets!
My back is getting better, slowly but surely. I'll have 10 sessions of PT, but I'm off the muscle relaxers and I was able to get through the afternoon sans NSAIDs. I also did my killer Wednesday workout - hour of step, 1/2 hour of circuit toning, and 45 minutes of spinning (gotta counteract that lunchtime lo mein) with only a few spasms. Yay for getting better! Hopefully I will be as close to 100% as one can be after PT. I know that I will need to do extensive stretching and adjust some other things so I don't reinjure. Thems the breaks, I guess.
Work is work, and the job hunt continues. Too bad that the economy is such that I'm finding postings for jobs that are asking for folks with an MA, when the job description is clearly something a trained monkey could do and pays 10K less than a trained monkey would take. That's not a swipe at anyone in grad school, but really - I hope anyone who is aspires to a starting salary larger than 25K and more challenging work than counseling college freshmen on what they should take their first semester.
If you've made it this far, kudos! Hope you all are having fun wherever you are, whatever you're doing.
So what is the what:
My husband is being a twatwaffle because I didn't get him the sub that he wanted from Subway (they were out of the marinara/meatball sauce). He's been a peach about doing EVERY LAST THING these past two weeks, and this was his straw, I guess. Too bad I am finding it annoying, but also seriously amusing.
Why, Shirley, why? PeTA? I'm taking my gay back, then. *sad face*
In other news, Iggy Pop rules the world. That is the ugliest, sexiest man on the planet. Eat your heart out, Mick Jagger.
The Progressive has a great interview with Lewis Black.
I'm starting a different insulin regimen with a new drug called Symlin. The doctor (I FINALLY got to see an endocrinologist!) claims that it will help with weight loss as well as to help lower my blood glucose. Too bad I ate 2800 calories today. Darn chinese food and my inability to resist it! He also lowered the amount of regular insulin I should take (Lantus and Humalog) - what the other doctor kept prescribing was the dose I was on when I weighed 250lbs.
I ended up in a vicious cycle of panic whether I took my shots or not. If I did take them, my bgl would crash at night and I'd wake up unable to breathe and barely able to walk. If I didn't, then my HbA1c scores shot through the roof (5 is normal; my last one was 12.8) and that's when you go blind/lose limbs/have strokes. Right now I'm good, but every day of high bgl means one day closer to some pathology (in my family, it's the eyes that go).
Hopefully this is the beginning of the end of all this angsting and cycling. I'm armed with my Dexatrim Max, Excedrin Migraine, needles, and a bazillion lancets!
My back is getting better, slowly but surely. I'll have 10 sessions of PT, but I'm off the muscle relaxers and I was able to get through the afternoon sans NSAIDs. I also did my killer Wednesday workout - hour of step, 1/2 hour of circuit toning, and 45 minutes of spinning (gotta counteract that lunchtime lo mein) with only a few spasms. Yay for getting better! Hopefully I will be as close to 100% as one can be after PT. I know that I will need to do extensive stretching and adjust some other things so I don't reinjure. Thems the breaks, I guess.
Work is work, and the job hunt continues. Too bad that the economy is such that I'm finding postings for jobs that are asking for folks with an MA, when the job description is clearly something a trained monkey could do and pays 10K less than a trained monkey would take. That's not a swipe at anyone in grad school, but really - I hope anyone who is aspires to a starting salary larger than 25K and more challenging work than counseling college freshmen on what they should take their first semester.
If you've made it this far, kudos! Hope you all are having fun wherever you are, whatever you're doing.
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Date: 2007-03-29 09:05 pm (UTC)