The Bitch Thread

Ok I will admit it. I am a comedy junkie. I love Comedy Central and the Friday night comedy shows on BBC America. There I feel better now that I am out of the closet.
 
brioche said:
Well, I guess it's good and bad news I suppose.
The doc called me today (!!) because she's in the office on call and all my blood tests and Xrays came back normal. I don't have RA. Which is good for sure.
But she's sending me to a musculoskeletal clinic because I said it was really hard to carry on working while this happened (it's not happening now) and I didn't want to have to do it again.
She thinks it might have something to do with the ligaments where they join the bones.
Especially since I told her muscle relaxants helped.
Yow.
And of course my old buddy stress would tighten up the connections and make pains worse.
I swear - everything she sees me about except for strep is linked to stress or hormones.

Well, I went to the clinic today and there are two possibilities.
I could have had a parvovirus that caused my system to go a little bit wacky, in which case I am fine and it shouldn't happen again.

The other possibility is that this is the first appearance of psoriatic arthritis, which is not so good, as it's kind of progressive. After I came home I read up on it, and the symptoms do fit. I've also had psoriasis on my scalp ever since I can remember. I'll talk to the doc about the blood tests, see if they can indicate anything when there's no attack going on.

I'm supposed to be referred to a rheumatologist, because the waiting list is six months, and then if nothing happens by five months I should cancel so they can refill the spot. This is something they normally wouldn't do, but in this particular case, especially with what happened, how critical movement is to my job, and how wacky powerful the attack was, they're going to bend the rules. Otherwise it could happen again and I'd be waiting six months from then.

If I don't have another attack within a year, it was probably the parvovirus.

On the bright side, if anything happens, I have a great set of Xrays as a baseline.
 
brioche said:
Well, I went to the clinic today and there are two possibilities.
I could have had a parvovirus that caused my system to go a little bit wacky, in which case I am fine and it shouldn't happen again.

The other possibility is that this is the first appearance of psoriatic arthritis, which is not so good, as it's kind of progressive. After I came home I read up on it, and the symptoms do fit. I've also had psoriasis on my scalp ever since I can remember. I'll talk to the doc about the blood tests, see if they can indicate anything when there's no attack going on.

I'm supposed to be referred to a rheumatologist, because the waiting list is six months, and then if nothing happens by five months I should cancel so they can refill the spot. This is something they normally wouldn't do, but in this particular case, especially with what happened, how critical movement is to my job, and how wacky powerful the attack was, they're going to bend the rules. Otherwise it could happen again and I'd be waiting six months from then.

If I don't have another attack within a year, it was probably the parvovirus.

On the bright side, if anything happens, I have a great set of Xrays as a baseline.

Well, at least now you have a better idea what's wrong. I guess we'll just have to pray that it's parvovirus.

That said - SIX MONTHS? That's ridiculous. :rolleyes: Can't you go to a different clinic?
 
graceanne said:
Well, at least now you have a better idea what's wrong. I guess we'll just have to pray that it's parvovirus.

That said - SIX MONTHS? That's ridiculous. :rolleyes: Can't you go to a different clinic?

You're forgetting that basic healthcare is free here. That's the average waiting list for non urgent cases in all of them.
 
brioche said:
You're forgetting that basic healthcare is free here. That's the average waiting list for non urgent cases in all of them.

Oh yeah. Canada. It's still ridiculous. I don't normally have six months warning I need to see a dr. I need to see 'em now and immediately.
 
graceanne said:
Oh yeah. Canada. It's still ridiculous. I don't normally have six months warning I need to see a dr. I need to see 'em now and immediately.

It's just for the referral. After that you book your next appointment as you leave, and if the doc says a month, you get a month.
Also, for cases like yours, they fast track you. If you end up in the ER, for example, you get to see them right away. If it's critical, they do something, I think. I dunno. I've never been critical. My doctor is a family physician and she's good at a lot of things, so the referral is only made once the usual avenues have been exhausted. If it's something simple, she's going to catch it.
 
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing --

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So the pastor at our church has been on sabatical for a few months, and another guy's been in charge of the preaching. I'm so glad our pastor's coming back next week, cause otherwise I would be looking for another church. The new guy . . . well church gets weirder every week.

So K stayed home tonight, he's got a headache. I took the kids to church. Things were going semi-normal, but D was going on and on and ON. Church normally gets out about 7ish. I left at 7:45, and it was still going. Anyway, he finished his sermon than had this chick up there, who wanted us to 'visualize a beach with a shell. And the shell is the empty spot in our heart that God wants to fill and heal . . . '. Not my piece of cake, frankly that sort of thing bores the hell out of me, but some people enjoy it. So I resisted falling asleep, and waited. Then the worship team got up there, and started singing. It's now 7:30. About halfway through one of the song's, D gets up and says something along the lines of 'every put your hands in the air and let Jesus heal your heart'. :eek: That's when I left, got the kids and got out of there. Freaken weird.
 
graceanne said:
So the pastor at our church has been on sabatical for a few months, and another guy's been in charge of the preaching. I'm so glad our pastor's coming back next week, cause otherwise I would be looking for another church. The new guy . . . well church gets weirder every week.

So K stayed home tonight, he's got a headache. I took the kids to church. Things were going semi-normal, but D was going on and on and ON. Church normally gets out about 7ish. I left at 7:45, and it was still going. Anyway, he finished his sermon than had this chick up there, who wanted us to 'visualize a beach with a shell. And the shell is the empty spot in our heart that God wants to fill and heal . . . '. Not my piece of cake, frankly that sort of thing bores the hell out of me, but some people enjoy it. So I resisted falling asleep, and waited. Then the worship team got up there, and started singing. It's now 7:30. About halfway through one of the song's, D gets up and says something along the lines of 'every put your hands in the air and let Jesus heal your heart'. :eek: That's when I left, got the kids and got out of there. Freaken weird.


LOL, actually sounds cool and far less boring than most to me!! But then I also adore Spong for challenging the traditional right wing closed mindedness and a whole lot of other things.

Catalina :rose:
 
graceanne said:
So the pastor at our church has been on sabatical for a few months, and another guy's been in charge of the preaching. I'm so glad our pastor's coming back next week, cause otherwise I would be looking for another church. The new guy . . . well church gets weirder every week.

So K stayed home tonight, he's got a headache. I took the kids to church. Things were going semi-normal, but D was going on and on and ON. Church normally gets out about 7ish. I left at 7:45, and it was still going. Anyway, he finished his sermon than had this chick up there, who wanted us to 'visualize a beach with a shell. And the shell is the empty spot in our heart that God wants to fill and heal . . . '. Not my piece of cake, frankly that sort of thing bores the hell out of me, but some people enjoy it. So I resisted falling asleep, and waited. Then the worship team got up there, and started singing. It's now 7:30. About halfway through one of the song's, D gets up and says something along the lines of 'every put your hands in the air and let Jesus heal your heart'. :eek: That's when I left, got the kids and got out of there. Freaken weird.

Actually it sounded like someone had a baptist moment!

Eb
 
CutieMouse said:
Ummm... Cat? What Gracie described fits the description of roughly 80% of hard core right wing fundamentalist Southern Baptist congregations. Under all that flash, is usually a core of sexual repression/women tend the children/evolution is the tool of Satan... ;)

This sounds like it was a 'Come to Jesus' service, and in my experience, CtJ services are rarely the work of the open minded.

(disclaimer- the above statements were*persona opinion*)

Actually their are lots of churches that are like this, and I avoid them all. I don't feel that they're biblical. God is a god of order, not chaos. I find those kinds of services are CREEPY. *shudders* And who knows, maybe it was a CTJ, but I woudln't know, I left. I already came to Jesus, and I don't need to hang around for services that are all about that.

It could have been worse. My mother once tried out a church where at the end of the service the pastor said 'And those of you who've never recieved the holy spirit, as evidence by talking in tongues, come forward." Mom says they left as quickly as possible. lol
 
CutieMouse said:
Ya know if my professional life had gone to crap, but my personal life was clicking along, or if my personal life had gone to hell, but my professional life was doing well... I could manage.

But both areas swirling down the drain and dumping into the sewer at the same time, seems a bit much to heap on one person. Blergh.
I know exactly how you feel...but you know...both of our personal lives could be made better. OK, well at least more fun. :D
 
Why is it bad things happen to good people? Waking up to the news fellow Aussie Steve Irwin is dead was not my idea of a good start to the day or week. He has done so much to teach people nature is not something to be afraid of or destroy, one of the more recent being to persuade Australia to drop the idea of adding crocodile hunting safari's to their tourist portfolio. The good thing is he lived every moment of his life to the fullest and with passion, and despite being killed on location, he would be the first to defend the animals right and remind people he was in their territory, not the other way around. My heart goes out to his family, most of all his beloved Bindi.

Catalina :rose:
 
Yes, I have not read about it, but a friend of mine told me about it this morning. It is so sad.
 
catalina_francisco said:
Why is it bad things happen to good people? Waking up to the news fellow Aussie Steve Irwin is dead was not my idea of a good start to the day or week. He has done so much to teach people nature is not something to be afraid of or destroy, one of the more recent being to persuade Australia to drop the idea of adding crocodile hunting safari's to their tourist portfolio. The good thing is he lived every moment of his life to the fullest and with passion, and despite being killed on location, he would be the first to defend the animals right and remind people he was in their territory, not the other way around. My heart goes out to his family, most of all his beloved Bindi.

Catalina :rose:

He also has a son, Bob. i just checked it out - talk about a freak accident.
 
brioche said:
He also has a son, Bob. i just checked it out - talk about a freak accident.

Yes, he did..unfortunately he will be likely too young to remember his Dad very much except for what he will see on film. It is ironic he was killed while doing some filming for Bindi´s show next year, restless and filling in time while he waited for the weather to pick up for his own filming. He always said she was the reason he was put on earth. At least it seems he would not have suffered or even known what hit him. It just seems so unreal.

Catalina :rose:
 
I was very shocked when I heard about Steve Irwins death today.

Such a strange way to die considering all the other things he has done in his life.

He always came across as a man who was passionate about his interests yet never unaware of the dangers he was up against.

The Crocodile Diaries were a regular show here, again and again he showed that his passion did not make him careless but careful.

Regardless of his TV persona and his fans who now grieve, he was still a father and husband.
My heart goes out to his family and hope they are able to come to terms with his death.
I know he was loved by many, but his love for his wife and children and theirs in return for him, really shone through.
 
I only saw his show a few times, but I always made it a point to watch, when he was on Jay Leno. He used his humor, his obvious love for wild creatures and a vast knowledge of their territorial survival instincts to teach the world how to respect them in their space. It was ironic that the stingray reacted as it did. From what I've heard, they are relatively docile, and would rather swim away, than strike.

And, so unreal that the barb caught him in the heart. I don't know how poisonous those things are, but just the puncture to his heart would have been enough that he would quickly lose consciousness and bleed to death. Being in a remote location, and probably at least several feet below the ocean's surface, any help wouldn't have come soon enough. It's so sad, that the circomstances were what they were.

Fatal stingray attack quick and rare
 
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CutieMouse said:
*laughing*

I'm afraid I have them so seldom that I deal with them the old fashioned way-

"Crap. This feels like an anxiety attack. I hate those."

*Takes 5 minutes to sit quietly, breathe deeply, and try to not take it personally that the cat doesn't want to snuggle*

I still hate them. I think this was the first one in about 8 or 9 months. Blech.
I know exactly how you feel. They are no fun. I've often tried not to take a Xanax, because you never know if it's going to be a full blown attack or just seem like one.

So, I try to think my way through 'em. It's not possible, for me. I've tried, and have even battled the thoughts while waiting for the Xanax to start working. That can be the longest time of all...waiting.

Sometimes I get in my car and just go driving around. It seems to keep my mind busy and so I don't think of the other things so much, that make you panic. But, it's not a sure thing. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn't. The damn things run in my family...on my mother's side. My mother had them, my aunt has them, my sister has them and so do I.

One consolation that might helpl...it's usually very intelligent people who get panic attacks. We're deep thinkers and because of that, we can sometimes kind of go off the deep end, with our thoughts. That, and the fact that there is a chemical imbalance in our brains. But, I like to think it's all because we're very intelligent. :D
 
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