It’s done. Both eyes have now had cataractectomies. It’s kind of amazing. Don’t know yet if I’ll need glasses at all. I can see quite well out of both of them – even the one that was just done 2 days ago. I can even read stuff on my phone without glasses! The left eye…
Are you tired of my posts about medical shit? Hopefully, someday something non-medical related will happen that inspires me to start typing, but I wouldn’t hold my breath. I am a fat OLD lady and this is my life now. I take this drug, Promacta, for my ITP (immune thrombocytopenia – basically, an auto immune…
Thanks to the side effects of Promacta, yesterday, I underwent (first of two) cataract surgery. The pre-op was almost the worst part. Jeez. How many drops can you put in a fat old lady’s eye before said eye floats away? And then, you wait, wait, wait and get bored, bored, bored and then there’s more…
First, let me be clear. New Year Resolutions SUCK. I made a “resolution” (okay, just a thing I promised I would try) this year, to figure out what I was spending money on. I even made an Excel spreadsheet, because sometimes, I am organized as shit like that. I pretty much run everything through my…
My right knee continues to pain me. You may recall, I blew it out doing Wedding Singer, thanks to the killer stairs between the stage and the dressing rooms. It took 3 months to schedule, but I did a 3-shot injection series to try to help; but it is pretty clear that didn’t work. Next…
Well, the lyrics anyhow. After this past week, I think we can all use a smile (or a guffaw, depending on how you react); and I hope you will all add this to your repertoire. To the tune of an old-time spiritual (I’m sure you can figure it out): SWING LOW, POOR TERRI’S TITTIESNIPPLES ARE…
So as a neighborhood, we all agreed to having the Township put in a drainage system; even though most of us don’t have a problem. Just the people with houses in the Southeast corner of the neighborhood have flooding. But, we’re all so nice (and we want to keep those property values up because that…
Every week this fat old lady dutifully walks into the offices of my hematologist/oncologist and offers up her fat old lady arm so they can take a tube of blood; run it over to the lab across the hall. They are kind enough to let me wait for a print out of the results. The…
I hate making decisions. Ask my dear husband and he’ll readily confirm. All those pros and cons to be weighed … and the constant anxiety of whether or not you made the right choice. So this weekend the auditions for Oklahoma are being held at Bay City Players. To audition or not audition? Shit. I’ve…
Okay. Happy Valentine’s Day and I love you guys, all that shit. This isn’t exactly the post I imagined writing for Valentine’s Day, but here we are. I have a lot of recipes on my computer. I lovingly typed each one in. Some are from family recipe cards, some are from cookbooks, but most are…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 