Thursday, July 3, 2008

Insomniac thought processes...

It’s 1:30 in the morning and I can’t sleep. I turned on my laptop to my blog to listen to my music. My music is awesome! I think it is a lovely mix. Props to for allowing me to create my own playlists. If you want to listen to some classical flip over to my nothryoid blog, that playlist is great too but all classic classical.

I have joined another internet group It is a weight loss, exercise. living right support website. It is free you can record your daily diet or follow the one they give you. You can record your daily exercise and they give you exercises to do. There are many, many discussion threads to jump in on. It is free because whoever runs it said on it that they made a lot of money on eBay when it first began and they wanted to give something back. So check that out too.

Okay the celebratory news for those of you who have been following my health. My synthroid thyroid medicine levels are finally level after 11 months!!!!! Yay! I am so excited. I hope I can lose weight now. I thank you all for your support. To put a damper on my great news, I spent the morning in the imaging center at the hospital having two mammograms and an ultrasound. They have found a bunch of cysts, which are fine, but one something that they found is not. They do not know what it is but it is there. I have to go back for a biopsy on the 11th. Crap biopsy, just the word is scary. Besides I did all of the “C” stuff last summer. I am not entirely ungrateful to the Universe however, I understand that I am lucky to be alive, I am lucky I even had a mammogram at all not being 40 just yet, and if it is something it is early. What will be will be, and I will deal with it. I have a little girl, I have to. I also know that what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger. The ungrateful side of me however would like to know just how strong I need to be and would like to jump up and down in frustration. It’s taken now exactly 11 months to get over the first tumor removal and I should be celebrating that my synthetic medicines are working not having my boob squished in a Lucite box. But those thoughts are ungrateful and unproductive. Counting blessings: life 1 daughter 2 family 3 friends 4

Okay, reality check. I’d like to send out a healing prayer to our friend Claudia, who is recovering from a triple bypass. We’re thinking of you!

If you read about my car exploding this winter, I finally purchased a new car! Well, new to me anyway. It is a 1999 Oldsmobile Intrigue. Candy apple red so I am screwed for more speeding tickets. I bought it for $3,000. It is not in my possesion yet as we are awaiting the title and my mechanic has to do some work to it before it is good to drive but it’s nice. And it has AC and a CD player, two novelties for me. I’ll post a pic.

Whatever happened to Loverboy? I remember Mike Reno was the lead singer. Just wondering. I should have been a rock star! I have the attitude I think I would love that. Too bad I can’t sing and I‘ve forgotten how to play the instruments of my youth, piano and trombone. I hope my daughter is a rock star or a famous actress, she wants to help people, and it seems to me that the only people who can afford to be philanthropic are celebrities.

Do you think that out there somewhere is a girl in court for property damage or vandalism on her cheating boyfriends car telling the judge, "I did it because Carrie Underwood did it to her boyfriend and wrote a song about it and didn't get in trouble, so I thought I would do it?" It could be like the Underwood damage defense on damning dear dogs.

Ok 2 am. Good Night all. Perhaps if I curl up in front of the AC I will be able to sleep. If I was a cartoon character I would bonk myself on the head with a hammer made by the Acme company and go right out like a light. What if I really am a cartoon? What if we all are cartoons and some alien planet watches us for entertainment like a cartoon soap opera? Hmmm.


Claudia said...

Aliens have stopped watching me a long time ago. I'm so boooooooring!

Happy 4th of July to you and your precious daughter.

Tracy said...

Hang in there, and my fingers are crossed for you. You have had more than your share; you should just be able to go out and enjoy that new car!