Health care, shmealth care

So the promised hemotology appointment has still not materialized. I spoke with my family doctor´s office and they had had actual voice contact with the ´backfromvacationallimportantappointmentbooking girl’ early today. She told them for sure she would call back today with an appointment for me. Needless to say, she did not do this, and when my doctor’s office called back later, they could only get an answering machine. I think this is absolutely ridiculous and total bullshit. I asked if my doctor could possibly refer me to someone else and I guess they are working on it. GRRRRR.

There is way too much snow here. It was so hard to get out of my parking spot today with the snow all piled in this corner. GRRRR.

/end of bitchfest

D.

snow, snow, go away......

Well I saw my Seanie Thursday night and it was wonderful as always to see him. :)

My open house last night didnt go exactly as planned due to a blizzard. A few people did show up though, and we all had a really good time. My other best friend, Mike, came with his gf, and Chantel and her kids, Tish and her kids, and Lori all came as well.

The landlord (aka the troll) and the snow plow they hired put a six foot pile of snow blocking my car in the driveway...nobody elses. just mine. And mine is the only one without a garage. And mine is the only handicapped/wheelchair accessible unit, go figure.

I hate snow. That is all.
D.

Drugs in my pocket....and I DO know what to do with them...

Well I still have not gotten an appointment date to see the hemotologist after 3 weeks of my family doctor trying to get an urgent referral for me. My doctor says that their office keeps telling her that the girl who makes the appointments is on holiday and to call back on Monday. Two weeks in a row now. This seems somewhat fishy to me. First of all ...why the hell is there only one person who can make appointments there (apparently shes a pretty damn important part of that office, eh), secondly, why do they keep telling us she will return on Monday two weeks in a row, and finally, what the HELL...you would not want to be deathly ill would you if an URGENT referral has you wait this long. If you had anything life threatening, I guess it would be up to your family to sue them as you would likely be dead by the time you got an appointment date. end of rant.

Side note:I am taking enough percacet to kill an elephant I think. By the time they figure out what is going on with me and get rid of this pain I will be heading for drug rehab.

On a happier note, Sean is coming over tonight. I love my Seanie. :) He couldnt make it to my open house this Saturday so is coming over tonight instead to exchange gifts etc. I have been in a cookie baking frenzy. Every square inch of my fridge freezer and deep freeze is filled with cookies and I have (fingers crossed) thus far managed to keep Braden from eating them all. I had to get them all done before Sat. so I can give people cookies for Xmas. Ive been in good spirits (might be the percacet) and looking forward to the celebrations this year. I think having this party was a good idea, keeps my mind off the pain and how miserable it makes me a little.

I am off now to go finish baking my last batch of cookies. mmmm cookies.

D.

update: my visit with Sean was lovely, and he paid me the highest compliment: said my Christmas tree looked like Sarah Richardson had decorated it ( his and my favourite designer, and to hear that from a gay man....wow!!!!) :) :) :)
D.

Hail, Deb

I swear I was Hitler in my former life. Its the only explanation I can possibly come up with that explains the things that happen to me in this one: I AM PAYING FOR IT.
*warning: whine ahead*
I am pretty much completely stoned trying to rid myself of the escalating pain I have experienced for the last 3 months and yet still feel the damn pain.. my MRI results from last week came back and I am awaiting an appointment with a hemotologist to follow up those results. Also, now the powers that be have also blessed me with strepthroat and bronchitis as an added bonus. If I were a horse, they would have shot me long ago. I have new pain medication (which appears to not work so far and makes me nauseous) and antibiotics following yesterdays doctors appointment...I think its safe to say I could open up my own pharmacy at this point.
K, Off to wallow in my own misery a little more...
D.
p.s. sorry I have no apostrophes...my PC died and I had to learn how to use my Mac, but still havent fathomed out why the heck my question marks and apostrophes look like this: é è wth!! o_O

yeah, that's me...Gimpy

Well I've tried to restrain myself from complaining too much on here, although the last three months have basically been a neverending and escalating kaleidoscope of pain for me.
I have to go for some more tests tomorrow...blood tests again this time as apparently last week's MRI divulged that my bone marrow is not what it should be. As I hunch along my hallway, "walking" in a style reminiscent of Quasimodo, I'm just hopeful they discover what in the bloody HELL is wrong and make it go away. (oh and hopefully be non fatal, please and thanks)
Whiningly,
D.

'Tis the Season...

Autumn and the time up until the new year is my favourite time of year. It's the only time I get creative/crafty/in the spirit of things, so to speak. I almost always make my own gifts for everyone. In the past I have made my own potpourri (from flowers in my own garden), made tree ornaments, homemade salsa, homemade jams, wooden decorative sleighs, bathroom baskets, cookies and many other items over the years. Martha Stewart would seriously be proud of me.
This year it is practically a sickness...it is only mid November and I am already not only finished my Christmas shopping, but I have also wrapped everything, including all the stocking items. Ya, I know... however, I haven't done my holiday baking yet, which I am giving as gifts again this year (by request) but that's only because Braden (my youngest son) will eat everything out of the freezer as I found out through unfortunate circumstances last year. (Sorry again to those of you who didn't get a gift...) And um...I do already have all the tins/containers in readiness for when I DO bake.
I'm so ahead of the game, in fact, I'm planning a holiday open house this year. Mostly just so I'll have more decorating, craft and food projects. *blush* On my agenda: making my own holiday soaps, (never done that one before *claps hands in anticipation*) more baking, more extensive indoor and outdoor decorating than I've done in the past. Yay!
...like I said, it's a sickness....
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Finally!!

Yeah, I know I haven't blogged in...forever. Without the gory details....blah blah, pain, MRI's, doctors, pain, blah blah...

Still bad, but thought I'd take a time-out from my daily agony to update the ol' blog for those of you unfortunate enough to follow it.


I saw Matt Good again here in Hamilton a couple weeks ago. He was awesome as per usual, but seemed very sad/depressed/subdued during his concert with hardly any of his trademark witty banter. I asked him about it after the show and he said he was just tired. I don't think being in Hamilton, hometown of his cheating, gold digging ex-wife probably helped his mood much. Gratuitous pic of Matt and I on his tour bus after the Hamilton concert:



















Last night one of my little piano students burst into tears during her lesson. I felt really bad...I've never actually made one cry before. I called her mother later and she said she was just crying from frustration because she couldn't play the song we were working on. Is it wrong that I find it ironically kinda funny that the song was "We Wish you a Merry Christmas"? :P (No merriment happening there apparently.)

I really have to get painting again soon. I miss it, but I can't sit long enough with the pain thing going on to do it.

And on this note of sciatic proportions, I must now stop typing and stand up before my ass spontaneously combusts.
Later.
D.