Very glad your ladyparts are all benign, Steph!
I looked at the biopsied area last night, and I was braced for something like pencil-eraser-sized holes (I couldn't see what the doctor was doing, obviously). It's just 3 spots the size of a needle stick. But I swear to god it felt like she used a hole punch. A SHARP hole punch.
The derm who biopsied my upper arm DID use a damn hole punch. Left two scars the size of a pencil eraser. It turned out to be "just a rash". I only agreed to the biopsy because I thought it was going to be a needle! The moral of the tale is, always ask *what* they're biopsying WITH.
The earache is back. It hurts all over the right side of my head. OTC painkillers haven't touched it; mighty decongestants have opened my sinuses but not made a dent in the pain. I'm now trying a whole pill of Valium in the hopes that it's actually TMJ. At least it'll probably put me to sleep. I usually cut the pills in half.
Actually, the earache started back last July and never really went away. I finally saw a doctor, who said there didn't seem to be anything wrong with my ear and gave me a sulfa drug because I can't take antibiotics, and it helped a little, but apparently not enough. I guess now I have to dig up an ENT guy. Dammit.
Yay benign and treatable, Tep! Zen, ouch. I hope you get relief soon. Yay better day, Erin! I had one too. Got myself a 2011 Ford Fiesta rental car (it's actually quite a cute, though underpowered, little car!) and have been gleefully zipping around doing errands today. Tomorrow I have to get serious about starting to write my portfolio and grade papers since I apparently took the first part of my Spring Break off, but I'm okay with that.
Yay benign-ity for everyone!
And yay better days.
I drove 3 hours south to Portland (after going to bed at 9pm with a migraine and waking up with a very sore back) in order o do 15 minutes worth of work. Ridiculous! Then I told a friend I'd meet him for dinner in Olympia (between Seattle and Portland) and got here early, but could not find a walk in massage place. Want massage!! Waaaaaaant.
I've just received an email at work asking for all my qualifications. I'm finding it a ridiculous effort not to add "All-American good guy and devil-may-care flying fool" to the list.
You could add it in 2 pt. font...
could be enthusiastic oral sex
WAIT WHAT??? This is something that can cause the biopsy-able situation???? THIS IS NOT OKAY.
could be enthusiastic oral sex
WAIT WHAT??? This is something that can cause the biopsy-able situation???? THIS IS NOT OKAY.
Well. If it's so enthusiastic that there is a lot of friction and perhaps pressure and also beard stubble, that can cause the irritation that (possibly along with the other aforementioned factors) that led to this dealie.
In and of itself, enthusiastic oral sex is not a risk factor for bad stuff. But apparently I'm a delicate goddamn flower.
Aw, Teppy. I am sorry I freaked on that part when you're still going through all this stuff.
Since I'm so prone to UTIs, the oral sex has been a lovely way to do the bizness without getting sick, so I panicked slightly.
Is there a corollary to Godwin's Law about quoting from The Lord of the Rings? Maybe there should be, but I'm going to do it anyway.
I'm so glad you did, WS. I needed to see that just now.
Steph, I don't know if you want that in COMM or not, but had I been drinking coffe, my iPhone would be extremely wet toast right now.
And last but not least, one of my favorite songs is Christine Lavin's
As Bad As It Gets.
It is the bestest song to listen to when things are going horribly; it gives me hope of improvement in the future. Right now, I'm going through a stressful time that I'm confident will be much better in a month or two. This song helps me remind myself of that. Then I listen to
Snackin'
and laugh out loud.
Excerpt from an email I just sent my middle school English teacher:
Hi Mrs. A! It's Aims! How are you? It's been a long time. I was in class tonight at EMU and we were talking about the Anglos, Saxons, and Celts and it instantly sent me back to your class in 7th grade and I took a chance that you were on Facebook and here you are! I wasn't sure how you'd feel about having former students on your friends list, so I thought I'd drop you a line to say hi and how are you and to thank you for being such an awesome teacher and inspiration to me. I have been back in school for awhile now and while it is utterly crazy that I've gone back to school in my mid-thirties when I have a husband and child and full-time job, it's almost entirely your fault. If you hadn't been the amazing educator that you are, and if you hadn't affected my life in such a positive way, I wouldn't be back in school right now hoping to become half the teacher to someone that you were to me.
