OMFrickin'Gawd

 

or a pair of vice grips are holding my head hostage.  This dull ache right in the middle of my forehead started yesterday before work ended and just kept on getting worse... Ibuprofen did not phase it.  While I'm nursemaiding this headache by lying on the couch, I get a text from my nextdoor neighborhood 30-something alkie who needs her fix ... the same one who texted me at lunchtime telling me was having chest pain to which I responded go to the ER.   She is the sweetest person, used to be an accomplished respiratory therapist, who spiraled downhill years ago, got into drugs and now her choice of poison is alcohol.  She came to live with her mother a year ago here nextdoor.  She drinks to excess 90% of the time, and her behavior can become obnoxious ... heaven forbid if you are the target of her anger ... watch out...there are no holes barred!  I can hear her from the porch going off.   Yesterday she wanted to call the cops on her boyfriend because he sells pot ... all because he ignored her yet ... he fucks her; they've been going out for 7 months.  She said he was coming over here to shoot up the place too, that's kind of scary.  She, her mother and sister will be out of here the 1st of the month, moving to Michigan.  She wanted to stay with her boyfriend whom she says she loves, but its obvious he doesn't want that, not that I can blame him.  He wants her to stop drinking and wanted to help her and I told her she needed to think about getting into some type of rehabilitative program for her alcoholism but she just puts it off.  

So after all her drama, I went to bed early cause I just didn't feel good from this headache, and just my luck to wake up this morning with this headache from hell! AGAIN! its worse than yesterday.  I think I'm going to try some Claritin D and go get some Excedrin Migraine or something...anything...it must be an allergen, all kinds of creepy things flying around; my car has a green coating! maybe the rain will calm things down or you could just shoooooot me Bloggers, and put me out of my misery! :(

nice warm weather...

 brings in the potential for insect/bug bites.    Recognize this one?



if you think the foot looks like a bullseye, it does...

I got small grandkids so I usually give them a good look over when I see them.  Tay had ringworm from playing in the dirt last year. Ringworm looks similar to this actually.

so if you develop this bullseye rash, or your kid does, see a doctor, cause its a tell-tale sign you've been bitten by a tick!

the Methadone game

Little did I know when my daughter came home that I would find out she and her hubby on this little pink liquid called Methadone.   I knew things weren't quite right, and when cleaning up the bedroom I saw some pink liquid in a bottle on the bed alerting me to that fact.  

They've been gone for nearly 2 years, leaving here addicted to heroin and still playing the methadone game.  She told me she was clean but I don't call being on Methadone clean.  To me, a drug is a drug is a drug regardless.  I have never seen my daughter in such horrible shape physically ... all compliments of methadone ... weight gain, craving for sweets, dental issues, joint pains ... insomnia (she never slept seemed like) ... she was a mess.  It saddened me so much cause I know her heart.  I know how much she suffers not seeing her babies.  Also her mental state was not what I had anticipated from the many phone conversations we had since she moved.  

They, as a couple, wanted to get healthy and have a 'normal life' so they moved to California to do this, he had job offers and works, however it appears they still struggle everyday.  The biggest blow came when they lost the parental rights to their own son, once that happens none of us have rights to even see him so its a loss for all of us.  They packed up and went back to California staying here only a week.  I told her to please get her health under control, see a dentist, do whatever she could to get herself back to some healthier state because one of these days her kids will come home to her.    

She calls and tells me that she would need an upper plate and $3500.00 and her gums split open for infection, and wanted me to use my credit for her to obtain dental work.  I told her that I could not do such a thing, that she and hubby made this mess of themselves, so they would need to work out a plan to put so much money away for just that purpose.  If I had money laying around God knows I would help her but I do not unfortunately.  All of those thousands of dollars spent on orthodontics for her to have beautiful teeth, now just a waste as she suffers such pain over it.  What a shame.  

  

patient reports...

Mood swings and "wicked bitch of the North" symptomatology.  

Today I'm feeling better myself...than yesterday.  

However, I need to go back and listen and find out what symptomatically befalls this wicked bitch who lives in the North! 

Well for one, her BMI is 62 which puts her roughly 400 pounds and she is not the least bit interested in doing anything about it;  She is young at only 21, has some female problems too.  She has a fiancee and wants a baby..doesn't understand the physical implications and complications of pregnancy in such a morbidly obese state.  Doctor was very concerned and sincerely advised her to put effort into weight management..but you know the old adage, "You can take a horse to water but you can't make 'em drink."

Late Nighter

Couldn't get to sleep, shit on my mind.

Today I almost called off work but being the diligent ass that I am, I got up and slithered up to my work station, now taking a lunch break ... still eating leftover lasagna from Easter dinner.

I'm tired.  As usual.  My body aches like it got run over by a reindeer.

My endocrinology guy said if I have too much thyroid hormone replacement it could cause that.  My level was elevated he said when I saw him a little over a week ago.  I think I'll knock off a few days of dosing, see if it improves.

End of story.  Darn these tears that fall while I'm trying to work.  I don't have time for that.

My Catch-All Brassiere!

Yep my bra is a hot destination. It’s like a junk drawer, but much cooler. It attracts every crumb of potato chip, popcorn, nuts/seeds, crackers, cookies, whatever... isn't there a titty bib or something out there to keep this from happening...its not like I'm gonna save it for later...LOL...that's it, my new invention...the catch all boobie bib for real busted girls! mass produce it, make a killin'....

Ranting...

Well it appears Friday afternoon, upper management decided that overtime should be done Friday and Saturday and emails were flying out late Friday evening.  Most of the dayshift people had already been logged out and didn't even see the emails until this morning.  I did not get a phone call telling me that OT was approved Friday & Saturday nor did some other people I work with who logged out before 5 PM.  In fact, QA staff were informed earlier in the week that whatever overtime we got through the week on any given day, we had to "compensate" by taking off or taking longer lunches so that we did not go over 40 hours for the week.  However, it appears that OT applies to some and not to all ... so unfair not to even be notified...

This morning I sent an email directly to my boss to inquire about this bullshit.  She tells me that management "freaked out" that there was no need for overtime.  Still--lame answer and does not change the fact that some got OT pay and the rest of us were not granted that opportunity.

Yet another example of piss poor management of this company.  

GAWD...good way to start off a Monday!!!

Who Got Whacked?

 

Well it appears that we lost 3 Operations Managers who were over the transcriptionists, 11 QA people, and 1 training and documentation person.  Ouch, and that is just the Operations Team.  I still have a job for that I'm thankful, but it saddens me that others I knew do not.   :(