So one fancy coffee or one happy hour drink. Enjoy.
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Do I even have to say why?
If you insist, the Tories winning the General Election.
I’m still staying away from the news, that way I might have a chance of being vaguely functional.
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NOOOOOOOO!
They still haven’t got it right.
Credit union claims address still isn’t working. My card did not get expedited either.
Apparently, it’s been addressed and sent out manually, but the latest employee says he’s trying to expedite one as backup.
My mom suspects they’re lying about something, lol.
Fuuuuuuudge.
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Quick announcement…
I NOW HAVE AN ACTIVE DEBIT CARD!
For those who have been following the saga, you may remember I requested my replacement debit card prior to Halloween.
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Yayyyy!!!
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Nicole Marie Poole Franklin is garbage.
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Another white wingnut posing for a mugshot with that “I have no regrets” smile. Ugh.
Thanks, Trump.
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We have 10 days to go until the quite arbitrary date marking the turn of the year and 2019 still ain’t done with me yet.
I’m sitting in an ER waiting room right now, two days after a (quite beautiful) funeral to do diagnostics for pertussis, atypical pneumonia and possibly legionellosis, MRSA, and atypical influenza. At the same time, my family (with all siblings included - hey, we met two days ago at the grave, so what goes around comes around!) suffer from gastroenteritis, potentially Noro virus since the incubation time seems quite short.
Of course saying I would be sick of it is maybe a bit premature, since I didn’t projectile vomit yet - even though I cleaned up the mess yesterday night.
Already cancelled three visits of friends I was very much looking forward to see, and who would have traveled quite a bit. Not sure what to do with Tuesday. Traditionally, visiting the family of my partner would be the thing to do. 12 adults plus five children in one room would be a splendid opportunity to pass on anything as a Christmas present, but people might get miffed if we don’t drop by and it turns out later we’re not contagious. Also, I really really really could do with something else than grief. Songs of jolly folly would be in order.
Oh hell, social pressure, personal egotistical needs and unclear diagnosis are a cocktail I happily would skip.
However, seems I have to down this one.
Yay me. Headache included, not sure if hangover will follow.
ETA: pretty sure my partner now has a Noro virus infection. But clinical diagnosis for me is negative on all counts - which means I’m going to see a pulmonologist next year, but I’m probably not infectious. Yay me.
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In 2002, I had the year you are having now.
It started out great — Mrs. F and I got married — and then the bottom fell out. First Mrs. F’s father died. Three months later my mother died. Mrs. F lost her job, I got in a motorcycle accident, and we lost 20K through a series of terrible decisions. By December, it felt like the only time life wasn’t punching us was when it was kicking us instead.
We spent 2003 grieving, separately at first, eventually finding each other and crawling back into our life together. We corrected our bad decisions with hard ones. Piece by piece we laid down the foundation for the life we have today. It’s not perfect, but it works.
I won’t say that our marriage is stronger because of what we went through together; that year almost ended us before we got started. I’d give anything to have our parents back, and for my mother to meet the granddaughter she wanted so much and missed by two years. But if I could get a message back to 34-year-old me, what I’d say is, “This will end, it will get better, and get a dog a lot sooner.”
You’ve been having a shit year and while it may not be much help, please know that there are mutants in this little corner of the internet who are pulling for you. It’ll get better.
If you can, maybe see if you can hug a dog now and then.
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You know how everyone tells you never to Google your symptoms, because it’s inevitably cancer? I shouldn’t have googled my symptoms.
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Hm. Stay frosty, go see a doc nice and quick. I’ve had self-diagnosed and friend-evaluated cancer a number of times. My wife is particularly good at striking me down with bowel cancer. None of them are wrong to say so, and it’s right to get pro checked.
Cancer is a trump on society. Cross fingers you don’t suffer it, but in the negative outcome, fight that fucker hard.
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Roger that!
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Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…
Fuuuuuucccckkkk cancer…Fuck it.
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Saw this earlier this morning and I immediately wondered if you’d post in this thread.
Fuck, indeed.
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Having just lost someone not only to an incurable cancer, but also to the medical system and hospital circumstances, I beg you to look for a medical professional you trust - an oncologist, if possible!- to advise you on further diagnoses. Diagnoses. Plural.
I don’t use imperatives lightly on the Internet, but if you do not get at least a second professional opinion I here and now offering that I am going to insert a lightbulb in your anus and rub the message in as long as it takes for static electricity to look light it up.
Oh, and stop searching the web for your symptoms. You’ll need that energy and your data rate to Google translations of the diagnoses and their ICD-10.
ETA: sorry, I now feel I could have been more supportive. My point stands, but I seriously whish you the best. Oh, and fuck 2019, btw.
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I appreciate it! Right now I’m in the “waiting to see if symptoms reoccur” phase. Holiday travel and such makes seeing doctors extra tricky this time of year, as well.
And absolutely, I agree; I learned the value of a second opinion when I was misdiagnosed with colon cancer a few years back. That was a fun month.
You are very supportive, thank you 
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Ugh… dropped off my car for some work, and I had totally forgotten that they needed to order the part the day before as it will take a few hours to get it, so now they won’t get the part for a few hours and I’m stuck (at least near restaurants/coffee shops/strip mall/etc) until they get the part and can get it fixed up (which will be early afternoon, sounds like). Sigh.
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Oh well, could be worse. Maybe find a cup of acceptable coffee, and I hope you brought a good book!
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I figured the work would take a minute, so I brought my lappy to work on some things… I’m in the local starbucks now (no indie coffee shops where I’m at and the nearest one is way too far to walk (like 10-15 miles or so). So I’m good. Just as long as they are done before my kid gets out of school…
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