As I began to format this post I glanced outside on my porch and saw that my poor plant was seriously drooping…OH DAMN! When’s the last time you watered the damn thing, Lissa? Well it’s been a while, needless to say. So I got up and went to the kitchen to get some water so I could water it. I watered the other plants, outside and inside the house. Then I realized I needed to start the washing machine so I did that. Then I noticed I needed to get the broken microwave off the counter, if I don’t do it then it’s probably going to stay on the counter until we get a new one. Then I had to clean the counter where the microwave had been. Then I noticed the huge blank space on the counter and began rearranging stuff on the counters. While moving the coffee pot I noticed how badly it needed to be cleaned so I pulled the vinegar out of the cabinet and poured water and vinegar into the coffee pot so it would brew and clean it. Then I cleaned the stove….Now I’m finally back to writing this damn post.
Things are not too bad around here. Things could definitely be better, but couldn’t they always be better? Mr. Rockstar is looking for a better job. Yesterday he put in several applications online. Right now he is seriously underpaid and though he works his ass off the colder weather means less hours because the company doesn’t have as much business. Overtime made it okay, but now that he’s not even working 40 hours a week some weeks it isn’t going to cut it. TO make matters worse, I have uterine fibroids. Dr appt this Friday morning. Oh fun!
The Dr at the ER said they would probably start me on birth control pills to help with the irregular bleeding and the cramps, but that won’t fix the damn tumors that have overtaken my uterus. So the most likely scenario is a hysterectomy. I had found a job and was there for 1 1/2 weeks before the PAIN kicked in and I went to the ER (always happens to me at a friggin’ holiday). Diagnosed and then sent to an OBYN for a followup…I’m on light pain pills, but since I don’t take that kind of stuff it’s like taking a major pain pill to me, so I’m dizzy, sick to my stomach, and wouldn’t you know it–most of the time still in pain, though it’s not as bad with the pain pills.
We don’t have steady internet, so sometimes I haven’t been able to get on. I’m looking into photography school and trying to write a novel since Mr. Rockstar doesn’t want me to work. Though how the hell I could work on these pain pills and in pain I don’t know. He’s so wonderful, thoughtful, and amazing. Every day I am reminded of how much I love him!!!!