It’s a long one. Sorry. Kind of. But a fat old lady’s gotta vent, ya know. I’m trying. Really trying hard, to get my knee surgery scheduled. The prerequisites seemed deceptively simple. 1) Get a bunch of blood work done; 2) Schedule MRI; 3) Get clearance from my oncologist/hematologist; and 4) Get clearance from my…
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…
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…
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…
This is one of my favorite and most comforting sayings. No matter how shitty things are, it won’t last. Time keeps marching on. Someday, you’ll look in your rearview mirror and see this receding in the distance (and for me, at least, receding from my memory – because, well, we all know about my fat…
Getting a Head. Yup, that’s what I just read. And it’s exactly the pun you think it is. Despite the bad pun title, the book wasn’t half bad; despite having a very unlikable lead character – who can see and talk with ghosts and has a vampire roommate. While the ghost part was a big…
Our orange tabby, Murphy, likes to lick the hair off of his belly (and now his inner back legs). I don’t mean the hair is a little thinner there – I’m talking bare as a baby’s butt hairless. I asked the vet about it and she didn’t have a diagnosis because many things can cause…
Don’t believe me? Try me. This afternoon, I lost it. I was beyond furious. You know those documents that had to be done last Thursday? And then I found out, no they’d be filed Monday morning? Guess what showed up for me to work on at 3 p.m. today? Did you guess? They needed to…
Had a total brain fart this past weekend. A friend was having a Halloween party! Yay! Well, yay, except my social anxiety raised its ugly head. I hate to say it, but I seem to be losing the battle against this particular problem. I promised myself at the beginning of the year, I would make…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 