Friday got off to a bit of a slow start--was going to go into work for the morning and make up some sick time, but instead woke up with probably the worst neck pain I'd had all week (and it was not a good week), and realized I really needed to go back to the doctor. So, I went to the doctor that had referred me to the rheumatologist and the interesting thing was I didn't actually get to see the doctor, I ended up just seeing this nurse practitioner that was working with her. Now I know what you might be thinking--great clinic, they don't even let you see the doctor, but the thing is, this
I know it's well past New Years, and that's okay because this is not exactly a post about resolutions, but more a post about the ongoing struggle to be happy with a life I didn't plan, and to figure out how I can turn the life I have into the one I always wanted. Although I really enjoyed among others, Richard's post of New Years Intentions (rather than making promises to yourself you'll just end up breaking),
As the year comes to an end, I spend this morning trying to psych myself up to go get the blood tests done that were requested nearly two weeks ago. I should've done it days ago, but two weeks ago I caught this stupid flu, and I still haven't really recovered from it. At least I had been feeling better in comparison to the spring/summer till this hit me like a ton of bricks, but the fatigue and upset stomach that I haven't been able to shake are not conducive to making a person want to go get a shitload of blood drawn.
Scott (thankyou!) finally moved my blog off of Wordpress MU (multiuser), so now it's actually at http://westendgirl.ca instead of that just redirecting to the old crazy address (midge.wpmu.hatchwebstudio.com). All the permalinks etc. should work fine, and there's redirects, but you should update your RSS feed to http://westendgirl.ca/feed okay? If you find anything weird otherwise please let me know.
This morning my chiropractor said two things to me while I was at my appointment:
"You've lost a lot of weight."
"You're really stressing out about something."
Duh and duh. Seriously, tell me something I didn't know. I lost three pounds (which looks/feels like a lot on someone my size--my 'skinny jeans' are roomy on me right now) cause I've been sick, and I've been stressing about being sick. The prescription: fun and exercise. I'm doing it as much as I can considering I've been sick!!! I mean, I know she's trying to help, but AARRG!