Nope, It's not contagious

So... I've been sick this week....  Tuesday, I felt like I had the weight of the world on my chest... I stayed home that day, but it was because I thought my depression was in full attack.  And I had the most wonderful sleep of all time - considering I was awake that day maybe a total of 5 hours.

So come Wednesday, I went to work completely rested, but couldn't stop sneezing, coughing, sniffling. I then though "Wow, maybe I was sick yesterday".  Then comes Thursday...

Thursday, I have a dry cough, my chest feels like an elephant is sitting on it. Every time I cough, I feel like my ribs are going to break and I can't take complete breaths.  What to you mean by that, you may be asking??? Well, I couldn't talk without having to take many controlled pauses for catching my breath.  And every time I try to take a real breath I have to cough because I just can't do it.So I decide to go Urgent Care (because the non permanent employees don't have insurance). So I'm getting my check-up and am worried that I have bronchitis or pneumonia...

Nope, I was having an asthma attack... An all day Asthma Attack!  Oh my gosh!  How awful is that!  Thank goodness I have the smarts to realize that to panic and get excited about not being able to breathe would only make it worse.  So a shot of steroids and a 10 minutes nebulizer session later, I'm able to breathe again.  It has never felt soooo good to breathy - EVER!

Now, everything is loosening up,  I'm getting to use my albuterol and I'm just pooped, but at least I'm not contagious.

p.s. I inquired why the sniffing, sneezing and coughing.... apparently I also have allergies... 45 yrs old and didn't know I have allergies.  Oy Vey!

It's all in how you carry it out...

I constantly have conversations in my head...  The problem is... my face also reflects the conversations.  This is only a problem when you forget you are in public and realize that somebody may have seen you.

Weight Loss

I like it, but I’m in between sizes.  I can either wear clothes that are way too tight for me or are falling off me.  See… my body shape is a wide.  Even if I lose weight, I’ve got curves so I’m always going to be a wide/curvaceous… But wide is only made in certain sizes and I’ve shrunken out of those sizes now.  So…. What to do??? Wear the next size down and have disgusting muffin top or wear the size that I just grew out of and look I don’t know how to dress my body?

Happy Holidays???

Merry Christmas

Happy Hanukah

Kwanzaa

Eid Mubarak

 

Winter Solstice

Boxing Day

 

Santa Claus

Season’s Greetings

Happy Holidays

These are just a few greetings for this time of year.  I’d like to preface today’s blog with my apologies ahead of time.  My intention is NEVER to offend.  But I have the feeling that I may hurt a few feelings or just ruffle a few feathers.  But please hear me out before you judge.

I hate… I mean HATE… all the spams I get regarding any greeting other than Merry Christmas.  First reason… I hate redundancy.  Redundancy because I’d say about 70-80% of the people I know espouse that we should be stating Merry Christmas in honor of the birth of Christ.  Well… Christ wasn’t born on December 25, but I totally get the symbolism.  I grew up Roman Catholic.  WE get the symbolism.  That being said, how many people do I know that aren’t even practicing Christians and just shout out that sentiment?  I don’t mean those of you that truly do live within the boundaries of the 10 commandments and actually practice what they preach.  I respect you guys.  I’m referring to all my other acquaintances, friends and even… just maybe…. Family.  Sorry… 

I don’t know about you, but I was raised that my religion was the religion above all.  That there is only one person above me, my mom/dad and my grandparents.  That was God himself.  But… I don’t know about you guys, but I was also taught that God is all forgiving and loves all His creatures: regardless of the size, shape, creed, color, taste in music, style in clothes and sexual preferences.  Okay… so I may be adlibbing a bit, but you get the picture.

I was brought up by strong catholic women in my life who taught me to treat everybody as equals – until they do you wrong – and even then, still love and forgive them.  By my dad, I was taught to learn about other religions and be open to other ways of thinking.  This combination may have screwed me up a bit… but that’s another conversation for another day.  LOL…

So… If we should love and respect others, why can’t we celebrate all the different “holidays” in December equally?  I try to acknowledge all the holidays individually, but I’ve resorted to saying Happy Holidays and now am made to feel guilty about it.  I shouldn’t.  So stop pushing the spam down my throat.  I do have friends that are from all over the world and have varying religions or outlooks on life.  Please allow me to respect their celebrations, by respecting my greetings.  So regardless, wether you celebrate the birth of Christ, Old Saint Nick, Santa Claus, Hanakuh, Kwanzaa, Eid Mubarak, Winter Solstice or don’t even celebrate, when I say Happy Holidays, just smile and say your greeting back at me with love and sincerity behind the words, not as a venomous lesson.

This just in...

So, it has been some time since I’ve updated this.  Since my last update, I lost a job, was without for about 6 mos +/-, in depression and out, and now have an awesome job again.  I’m only making a fraction of what I made before, but I truly, truly, truly, love what I do.  I’m temp to perm right now, but hoping to go perm before the first of the year.  Since I heard it’s not that easy to get bonded and go permanent, I’m not holding my breath for the deadline, but I can still hardly wait to have job permanency.  I haven’t had that since before my employment with the government.  How is that you ask?  I mean I worked with them for over 10 years.  Yes… I did, but as contractor, which is the same thing as a temp.  I knew I could lose my job at any time – which I eventually did.  And they didn’t need a reason to let me go…. Although the reason was awesome – for wounded warrior – it did not make the sting hurt any less.  I mean really, I was with you guys for how long?  I helped develop some of the way the workflow that is still used currently and up until a couple of months ago I was still being contacted for assistance (notice that I was being contacted after I was let go).  But no worries…  I think being let go was probably the best thing in the world for me.  I really didn’t like the politics and I definitely didn’t like the nepotism – yeah you all know who I’m talking about.  I loved the pay and being able to assist people, but the stress really wasn’t worth it in the end.  I had already told my boss about 6 mos. before, I was ready to quit and he made me promise I wouldn’t because he needed me.  LOL… Well, now, I’m able to always assist people and the people that work with me are all trying to help each other as well.  No more, this is mine…. Okay “sometimes” there is, but not anywhere to the degree that it used to be on the base.  I’ve made some great friends over here, where I really only retained one friend from the base.  My BFF – Rosie – shout out!!!  

I know this last paragraph wasn’t structured correctly, but whatevs… I’m just glad to be coming back out of hiding and will try to be more in tune with my life, surroundings and updates to you guys.  Have some more ideas… weight loss, holidays and womenopause.  I know, I know I spelled it wrong, but why spell it the other way if men don’t have to go through with it.  

I’ll leave you with this.  I think I’m back!

Mosquito Smorgasbord

19 mosquito bites in one day.  That day was yesterday.

Ugh! The Kardashians

This is going to be a rant. I don't usually watch the Kardashians because I think they are such a waste of time and are famous for NOTHING!!!  That being said, I had read on both TMZ.com and Perez Hilton that the "fam bamb" was going to therapy and that there would be a family upset.

Without getting into the whole therapy session, Khloe had stated it best.  Kourtney and mom have a contentious relationship, as do Robert and Kim.  And lets not forget that three of the K family REALLY... RESENT... that Kim is mom's favorite child.  (BTW...earlier in the same episode, Kris out right says - as Kim enters the room - "Here's my favorite child.)

Anyways, during the therapy session, the dr. asked Rob how he felt at that very moment.  Rob broke down and started crying then walked out.  I assumed he walked out so that the obnoxious Ks would see his tears.  Khloe followed him.  Kourtney started crying for him.  And the doctor went to check on him.  Meanwhile Kim sat stonefaced on the coach as if she didn't care and mom just said "walking away isn't going to help."

http://www.eonline.com/news/341337/rob-kardashian-s-breakdown-during-family-therapy-on-keeping-up-with-the-kardashians

What the frick and frack?!?!?  Really.  Kris is the mom and acts indifferent to her own son.  That episode right there made me actually cry for Robert and let me say..., I'm not proud that I cried for a Kardashian, but unlike the Ks I believe I have more empathy for frail humanity.