From Monday 6/27
I lost 4.5 pounds! I officially feel like I'm back on track. I have a work out regime going and I learned yesterday that the elliptical for an hour is not really that bad.
Back to the Present
So I'm sorry for being MIA... I have been running non-stop it feels like. Yesterday I went to get a temp crown on my tooth and ended up finding out I need a root canal... went for that this morning... now I'm in more pain than I was before I went in there!
Anyway, I will catch up on everyone's blogs ASAP and give y'all a real update. Happy Friday and Happy 4th!
Showing posts with label Medical Adventures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Medical Adventures. Show all posts
Friday, July 1, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Cough Cough
I have a confession to make. I know I'm committing blogger suicide right now. Ok, not really, but I know anyone who reads this and doesn't know me is probably going to be all "for real? are you an idiot?" To that I answer, "yes, yes I am." Ok, I don't actually concede to being an idiot... ahhh... guess I'll just come right out and say it. No use beating around the bush any longer...
I'm a smoker! *ducks*
No worries, I am well aware of the implications smoking has on my life. For one, being overweight is bad enough, but being an overweight smoker of delicious Camel Lights is truly a death sentence. Add in the pulmonary embolisms I had last year and that's like just stab me in the lung or something. Actually the smoking didn't have anything to do with the PEs... I have a genetic mutation that causes my blood to be super thick... but everyone at the hospital sure had a field day ripping me a new asshole because I was smoking while on birth control. Hello, do I look 35? Yeah, I watch the commercials... at the time I wasn't even 25 and had been off and on birth control since I was 18ish because of the damn problems involving my ovaries (now ovary). Actually here was the triple crown reasoning for the PEs a la Suburban Hospital-- 1. smoker 2. birth control 3. fat
Nevermind the fact that the doctor told me to my face that he was going to skip all other necessary blood work to determine why I got the clots because he was satisfied with his own deductive reasoning.
Don't judge me! I'm a very nice girl. I really love smoking cigarettes, they've been there for me through all my hard times. Unfortunately, they're only going to lead to more hard times. I didn't know this whole post would turn into a ranting about my... ::shudder:: ...addiction.
I wish I was addicted to cleaning the house. Then I'd be a freak and probably wouldn't ever leave. At least smoking is mobile! Yeah, I'm going to shut up now, haha.
There were some fat camp-related things I wanted to talk about, but I'll just wait til next post.
Do you have an addiction that people shun you for?
I'm a smoker! *ducks*
No worries, I am well aware of the implications smoking has on my life. For one, being overweight is bad enough, but being an overweight smoker of delicious Camel Lights is truly a death sentence. Add in the pulmonary embolisms I had last year and that's like just stab me in the lung or something. Actually the smoking didn't have anything to do with the PEs... I have a genetic mutation that causes my blood to be super thick... but everyone at the hospital sure had a field day ripping me a new asshole because I was smoking while on birth control. Hello, do I look 35? Yeah, I watch the commercials... at the time I wasn't even 25 and had been off and on birth control since I was 18ish because of the damn problems involving my ovaries (now ovary). Actually here was the triple crown reasoning for the PEs a la Suburban Hospital-- 1. smoker 2. birth control 3. fat
Nevermind the fact that the doctor told me to my face that he was going to skip all other necessary blood work to determine why I got the clots because he was satisfied with his own deductive reasoning.
Don't judge me! I'm a very nice girl. I really love smoking cigarettes, they've been there for me through all my hard times. Unfortunately, they're only going to lead to more hard times. I didn't know this whole post would turn into a ranting about my... ::shudder:: ...addiction.
I wish I was addicted to cleaning the house. Then I'd be a freak and probably wouldn't ever leave. At least smoking is mobile! Yeah, I'm going to shut up now, haha.
There were some fat camp-related things I wanted to talk about, but I'll just wait til next post.
Do you have an addiction that people shun you for?
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