Jingle Bells, Batman Smells...
That's about the level of Christmas spirit I have right now. *sigh* I'm really bitter about having to work directly before and after Christmas this year. This is the first time that's ever happened because even when I was working for the state, Christmas meant like a week off. And in college it was more like a month. So I'm bitter. And this, my friends, is why I want to be a teacher. Maybe I should change my personal essay for grad school...
So, it's been insanely busy at work for the last few weeks. I've been working alot of mandatory overtime and the queues have just been insane. But as it gets closer to Christmas it seems to have slowed down. Last night in between calls I managed to watch a whole episode of Gilmore Girls, PLUS get all my extra stuff done. As it stands right now, I have no cases assigned to me, only 1 sticky note on my computer and no angry clients stalking me. WOOHOO! I'm dreading the day after Christmas when everyone wants to get back to business and they don't understand why we can't do a Roth conversion in 5 days. Blah.
I've been getting ready for the big move to Austin and one of the things I needed to get done was to go get my WAY overdue doctor checkups. So I did my well-woman checkup first and while she was poking around up top before she started poking around down below, she noticed my thyroid was enlarged. So I went to my doctor for my physical/checkup on Friday and he did bloodwork and ordered an ultrasound on my thyroid. The bloodwork came back okay so I don't have hypothyroidism (or high cholesterol or diabetes), but the ultrasound showed that I have a nodule on my thyroid. So now I have been referred to an endocrinologist for a biopsy. And while I'm grateful to have found it now while I have insurance and before I move, I'm frustrated because of course, on the very small chance that it is malignant, I won't be able to move. And I'm afraid that if I stop the momentum that I have going now, I'll never make it back to grad school, never get to do what I really want to do.
And to add insult to injury, I have to go to the dentist on January 2nd. *grumble*
I'm trying to stay positive. Assuming that everything is okay and I really do just have a big ole' thyroid, then I'm perfectly healthy, still not on any prescription drugs (except a diurectic PRN) and in relatively good shape for a fat girl. On the other hand, as anyone who's ever had the gloomy cancer cloud hanging over their head knows, it's REALLY easy to imagine 100 different excrutiating deaths right now.
And on that depressing note, Happy Christmas everyone!
And
wickedsin ...I WILL force you to be in a good mood on Sunday night. Don't worry, to the best of my knowledge, my mother has never physically assaulted anyone. Although she has been known to make people listen to Aaron Neville. And for that I am genuinely sorry.