THIS FAT OLD LADY AND NORTON

OMG.  My brain is about to explode.  I just spent the last 2 hours trying to fix, what I thought would be a simple, problem with my Norton (Anti-Virus) account.  Holy fuck. All I wanted to do was cancel two parts of my current subscriptions and maintain the main part.  Sounds simple, right?  Oh, you…

THIS FAT OLD LADY – AND THE HITS KEEP COMING

A week ago, I fell. Yes, again. Yes, I’m pissed at myself.  And now I have to reset the clock on the eternal doctor visit question “have you fallen recently”.  Shit. And this is a really stupid one too, with no one to blame but yours truly.  I’ve been practicing how to get up from…

THIS FAT OLD LADY GETS PUMPED UP

With iron, lots of iron. I am now getting iron infusions (again).  Did this a couple years back and my recollection is it really helped me with the fatigue, et al.  Anemia is a symptom or side effect of my ITP (low platelets).  And mine has been getting steadily worse – by dribs and drabs,…

THIS FAT OLD LADY GETS CLOBBERED

The other day, I’m sitting in my recliner enjoying a lovely Michigan early summer afternoon.  Ahhhhhhh. Then my phone starts clamoring for my attention. Severe thunderstorm warning – set to start in approximately 30 minutes. I look at the precipitation tracker on my weather app, and sure as shit, there is a huge storm system…

THIS FAT OLD LADY GETS WALKED OUT ON

Okay.  Not just me, but this is an example of the joys of live theater. When I am (physically) able, I participate in a group of performing senior citizens out of The Midland Center for the Performing Arts called the Golden Guild. Are we great?  Not even close, but we have so much fun and…

THIS FAT OLD LADY LEARNS SOMETHING NEW

I just found out that I’ve been taking one of my prescribed drugs wrong. I’ve been taking this drug for years and years (like over 20 years, so go ahead and add some more years and years on there), and nobody ever thought to tell me how you are supposed to take it. So I…

THIS FAT OLD LADY LEARNS A LESSON ABOUT HEALTH INSURANCE

Holy crap. Seriously. Most people my (advanced) age are on some form of Medicare.  However, my husband is still working (that’s what happens when you marry a sweet young thing) and we have private insurance through his work.  And of course, every year, his company looks at, and sometimes changes, the health insurance choices. In…

THIS FAT OLD LADY IS DEPRESSED

At least, our front yard is. Remember last year, which a good proportion of was spent dealing with the township putting in a storm drainage system (to help the people who live in the back corner of our neighborhood who were having a lot of flooding issues)?  We lost 3 huge oak trees out front? …

THIS FAT OLD LADY GETS STRESSED

When I was scheduled for my first (treadmill) stress test, the nurse took one look at me and said (or at least thought loudly), “Oh hell no.”  Fast forward a few weeks, and I’m at the hospital for a chemical-induced stress test.  They are so cute there.  So worried about my modesty. What modesty?  I’m…