I was talking with a co-worker about having to shift a bunch of books at the store and having a sore back. He agreed with me, having also had to shift lots of heavy books. A dirty-minded old woman nearby overheard and commented, "Oh? Both of you? Sore backs? What have you two been up to at nights?" Horrible. You horrible, ghastly woman. I will be ( Read more... )

Larry King looks older and taller in person. He sounds exactly the same. *shudder*

Shelving and typing too much make for the hurting...

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Went to the OB/GYN today. She was very kind, thorough, and observant, and reminded me of arashikeiko. That was a little strange, but comforting! We're gonna try Prozac, which I've been on before with some success, and ultrasound me in search of fibroids ( Read more... )

Left work early today, drove to the imaging place, sat in an office with injured people, creaky-jointed people, and people who obviously had cancer staring at them every morning in the mirror. I filled out my paperwork and waited. I read more of a novel I usually keep in my car for moments between. I'm almost done with it, but am not sure if I have ( Read more... )

CT scan's Monday morning. I suspect my sinuses are infected, but also wonder if there's a gnome in my head with a heated coil of wire wrapped around my skull. I basically sit down after work and fall asleep. Irrigation doesn't work that well, but it's soothing for an hour or so afterward ( Read more... )

I have to get a CAT scan ( Read more... )

Broke my previous record of 10 days for headache, since day 14 of this episode was on Friday. Still going. Apologies in advance for mistakes in typing, logic, and word choice. you don't want to know how long this took to type up. It doesn't hurt a lot all the time, but it's scary when it's almost gone and reminds me its still there ( Read more... )

I feel like I'm getting The Cold, Part II: The Sickening. I'm already dosed on stuff for my headache, so I can't take anything else. I have a bone-deep throb of discomfort that won't ease up. I really don't feel up to any sort of holiday stuff, so maybe I can use Possible Contagion as a reason to skip family obligation ( Read more... )

My mammogram was masterfully conducted by a technician named Ludmila. Who had the accent matching the name. With her lips almost pursed, she carefully explained to me in tongue-tumbled English, "Today, we will comb-preSS you BREAST, yes ( Read more... )

Stupid med doesn't work for the pain of the tension headaches, but makes me feel stoned enough not to care much. Will call the doc. And the other doc. And the lab for the boob panini, because I've been putting off getting my mams grammed ( Read more... )