Toadfish Monastery

Minor league, but totally snarkable.

Almost snarktastic!

You are one hardcore Lady Chatty!
 


(not that I ever thought anything else)

I admit, I DO get a bit touchy about things that I have been promised  will NOT happen again.

I understand he's trying to find me again. I'm staying hidden. Not that I think he'd want a relationship again--he just wants to 'relearn' the things I used to expect from him, so that maybe his NEXT marriage won't blow up like the last 4.

It just took a lot to get his attention...

NEW SNARK!!

There is a lesson I learned that I think should be shared.

Do NOT assume that what is on the surface is the same all the way down.

Now I gonna 'splain...

I give myself subcutaneous octreotide shots "as needed". Some people can give them in their stomachs, I have a lot of scar tissue, so I use the tops of my thighs. I also have lots of neuromas, little tumors on the nerves, and lipomas, similar, but not as firmly attached to nerves alone.

So, I need to give myself a shot, gotta find a place without too much bruising. Oh, look! Toward the side, surface 'rub-over' seems to show no undue nerve stuff, draw up shot...forget we have the half inch needles instead of the 5/8 inch needles and go all in.

Hit. A. Neuroma.

Like a huge electric shock. Hurt BAD for over 24 hours, with aftershocks for about 36 hours.

Lesson learned. Poke about a bit more...it can help prevent the BIG owies.

  WAHHH!!!! I can't imagine how bad that must have felt, but my heart goes out to you.

I don't understand injections. Sometimes I go in and don't feel a thing, others times big ouch. I suppose it is what we hit on the inside but why weren't we given a map at birth (with live update).

I have to inject into the muscle and I know it's near a mole on my thigh. Hence all round the mole is "interesting" colours. If I go above the mole, it shoots up into my hip and last time that happened I couldn't walk for three weeks.

Sorry Chatty. You need injection extensions. Try the pharmacy and ask for clip ons. They may say they are not in yet as I am only just inventing them.

I don't know how you find good bits - have you tried dowsing?

Sorry, I'm doing that gallows humour stuff.

AHA!!

I discovered a new use for all that excess under-the arm flab...women over 40 and overweight know whereof I speak.

I can do an injection there and let the legs 'rest'.

Eventually, if I need less medication after the trial, or if they increase the LAR, I get to cut back on the 3-5 times a day shots. As it stands, though, I'm going back to asking for help with them when someone's around. Some people freak out when you ask them to do a shot in a place you can't reach well.

The doctor suggested yesterday that breast tissue is predominantly adipose tissue, and would work well. Um, no..... I can 'sneak' a shot into my thigh in public. I'm thinkin' that alternative might be difficult.

Goodness!
No, I doubt you could, unless you are a ninja.

New extremely LOUD rant/snark.

It is COLD outside. And rainy and nasty. It has been.

I have had the hacking cough, sore throat, you name it, all over icky stuff.

Today, it is supposed to get above 40 degrees. (Don't laugh, to me that's still cold.) I COULD have washed my yucky hair--but the heater in the bathroom DIED!!

NOT taking shower and washing hair in cold bathroom.

Meh, I didn't have Dan put my  tub transfer bench in place anyway, and I don't know that I can move it.

Damn, damn, damn...

Why does my Tivo constantly record, "The biggest loser?"   My Tivo is saying I am a loser or I am fat?  Why is it doing that?  No matter how many "thumbs down" I give it, it still records it.

Your TIVO is possessed.

I suggest a Druid exorcism.

That's where you take it out and beat it against an oak tree.

I thought about that.   I thought about taking it and cutting out it's belly button and seeing how many wraps I can get around a tree.    It mocks me!

Tell it I said "DON'T".

I have a good record at intimidating inanimate objects. And politicians, which are similar, but not as smart.

I overdid things. That is, I behaved like a normal person for more time than I should have. Not a lot of time. Just enough to be bad for me.

I'd almost forgotten how bad it is for me. Otherwise I probably wouldn't have.

Anyway, I am paying for it. I feel like total sh*t. I am almost wiped out.

I try not to complain about being like this. But for once I am just really furious about it.

Grrrrrrr!

Here's some warm thoughts your way, hoping you recover.

And a candle.    or three