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12 years ago
Well, I saw my doctor Monday. He agreed with my therapist that I appear to have Fibromyalgia. He didn't test me for it (he's not a rheumatologist and not capable of that), but he did give me medicine for it to see if it would help. It certainly has. Within the first day, my pain was practically gone (except for the unrelated arthritis pain, which was lessened but still there). So I'm not in constant pain anymore thanks to taking Cymbalta and Flexeril, but both these medicines make me extremely dizzy and tired. So while I'm able to walk around mostly again, I'm still walking with a cane, stumbling around like a drunk, and can't focus my eyes properly. I also keep falling asleep every time I sit still to work on something. x.=.x I'm hoping after a few days of much-needed rest and catching up on sleep, my body will adjust and I'll be able to get back to doing art. Right now, it's hard just to type because everything looks like it's floating around like I'm underwater or something. Hard to explain, but the gist is I don't even want to try drawing until this calms down. >.=.<
To make things so much better, I wasn't sure if I could drive like this. I'm not sure it's safe. I keep falling asleep after a few seconds of closing my eyes (ie, like I might at a stop light). I'm dizzy and disoriented and keep blanking and spacing out for long periods of time. It's like when I -would- be sad, my brain just says "Nope. Nothing." Cymbalta is also an anti-depressant and anti-anxiety medicine, so it should help my mental state as well. I'm just having trouble adjusting these first few days. I'm sure it'll even out soon...
I had an appointment with my therapist yesterday and I decided I would try to drive. Obviously I shouldn't drive - when I got in the car, it refused to start. It worked just fine the last time I drove it (ie, home from the doctor appointment Monday), but when I got back in it Wednesday, nothing. It just clicks repeatedly when I try to start it and won't actually turn over or even crank up. We're hoping it's just the battery, but we can't afford to fix even that right now. >.=.<; If anyone knows how to work on cars and thinks they can fix it for cheap, it would help a lot. But then again, I probably shouldn't be driving anyway. I just want it to be drivable if we need it. x.=.x
So, as I mentioned, we can't afford very much right now. Apparently because we had a kid and whatnot, our taxes are no longer a "simple" form and will cost nearly $200 to have done. D= Dad always did my taxes before, so I don't know how to do them myself and they're due soon. x.=.x As it stands, we have no money at all until my husband gets his bonus around the 7th. Just have to hope it's a good one. In the meantime, we'll be eating a lot of tuna sandwiches and Ramen. =(
On a positive note, my husband's boss told him he was trying to get him approved for a raise. Normally they take tests to get raises, but he's already passed them all. So there isn't currently a way for him to get another raise. But his boss said he was doing such a magnificent job that he deserved to be making more. How cool is that? No idea how long it will take, but if he gets this raise, it would help us a TON. It'd be another $1/hour. $160 a month may not be a lot to some people, but for us, it's the difference in being able to buy food or not the first week of the month. Rent is almost his entire paycheck, so the first week of the month is rough. The first half of the month is rough if he doesn't get a good bonus (but he's made a pretty decent one consistently because he always has the highest stats there).
We were supposed to be working on emptying Dad's house as we could, but when we met the estate sale people there this past Saturday they demanded that we be DONE by that Monday. They started cleaning where I was finished with, but they also kept going into other rooms and moving stuff. They got mad that I took some stuff they had already cleaned, even though none of it was particularly valuable and they had taken it out of places I told them I wasn't done with. I didn't sign their damn contract, my sister did. She told them I was almost done after I told her I wasn't. They yelled and snapped at me repeatedly, telling me to keep my kid quiet, to stay out of the way, not to bring anything back after I sorted what I took because "we don't need anymore CRAP," and basically told me to gtfo my own house. I don't like them, I don't trust them, and they threw away a full truck-load of things I would have rather kept than had them throw out - things that could have been sold, but they weren't interested in. They threw away anything that wasn't worth more than like $20. Sure, all that stuff might have only been worth a dollar or two, but it adds up. I 'm pissed with them and don't want to speak with them anymore. But I'm also very upset that I may never see any of that stuff or the house I lived in for a decade again. =< It was rough, but we managed to make 4 trips this weekend and finish clearing out our stuff from Dad's house. However, because we spent so much on gas, we now have no money for groceries, and it's their fault entirely. We have a strict budget, and $80 of gas wasn't part of it. >.=.<
Lastly, I'm still trying to get my old email back. I managed to find my Dad's passwords on his old laptop, so I managed to log into his email, let his friends know of his passing, and re-enable my email again. However, it appears my account was compromised and someone changed the password on it. The automated system to reset passwords is down, so I still can't fix the password and log in yet. Hopefully it will be back up and running soon so I can get back on my YIM account and talk to people. x.=.x It's lonely without a chat program. >.=.>
So, in summary...
TL;DRI have fibromyalgia. I'm on new meds that help but make me dizzy, nauseous, and tired. I need a few days to adjust before I get back to art. We're poor again, but my husband should be getting a raise soon. The car won't start. Need to file taxes, but don't have $200. Should have my email/YIM back soon. My sister is a bitch and so are the estate sale people working on Dad's house.
To make things so much better, I wasn't sure if I could drive like this. I'm not sure it's safe. I keep falling asleep after a few seconds of closing my eyes (ie, like I might at a stop light). I'm dizzy and disoriented and keep blanking and spacing out for long periods of time. It's like when I -would- be sad, my brain just says "Nope. Nothing." Cymbalta is also an anti-depressant and anti-anxiety medicine, so it should help my mental state as well. I'm just having trouble adjusting these first few days. I'm sure it'll even out soon...
I had an appointment with my therapist yesterday and I decided I would try to drive. Obviously I shouldn't drive - when I got in the car, it refused to start. It worked just fine the last time I drove it (ie, home from the doctor appointment Monday), but when I got back in it Wednesday, nothing. It just clicks repeatedly when I try to start it and won't actually turn over or even crank up. We're hoping it's just the battery, but we can't afford to fix even that right now. >.=.<; If anyone knows how to work on cars and thinks they can fix it for cheap, it would help a lot. But then again, I probably shouldn't be driving anyway. I just want it to be drivable if we need it. x.=.x
So, as I mentioned, we can't afford very much right now. Apparently because we had a kid and whatnot, our taxes are no longer a "simple" form and will cost nearly $200 to have done. D= Dad always did my taxes before, so I don't know how to do them myself and they're due soon. x.=.x As it stands, we have no money at all until my husband gets his bonus around the 7th. Just have to hope it's a good one. In the meantime, we'll be eating a lot of tuna sandwiches and Ramen. =(
On a positive note, my husband's boss told him he was trying to get him approved for a raise. Normally they take tests to get raises, but he's already passed them all. So there isn't currently a way for him to get another raise. But his boss said he was doing such a magnificent job that he deserved to be making more. How cool is that? No idea how long it will take, but if he gets this raise, it would help us a TON. It'd be another $1/hour. $160 a month may not be a lot to some people, but for us, it's the difference in being able to buy food or not the first week of the month. Rent is almost his entire paycheck, so the first week of the month is rough. The first half of the month is rough if he doesn't get a good bonus (but he's made a pretty decent one consistently because he always has the highest stats there).
We were supposed to be working on emptying Dad's house as we could, but when we met the estate sale people there this past Saturday they demanded that we be DONE by that Monday. They started cleaning where I was finished with, but they also kept going into other rooms and moving stuff. They got mad that I took some stuff they had already cleaned, even though none of it was particularly valuable and they had taken it out of places I told them I wasn't done with. I didn't sign their damn contract, my sister did. She told them I was almost done after I told her I wasn't. They yelled and snapped at me repeatedly, telling me to keep my kid quiet, to stay out of the way, not to bring anything back after I sorted what I took because "we don't need anymore CRAP," and basically told me to gtfo my own house. I don't like them, I don't trust them, and they threw away a full truck-load of things I would have rather kept than had them throw out - things that could have been sold, but they weren't interested in. They threw away anything that wasn't worth more than like $20. Sure, all that stuff might have only been worth a dollar or two, but it adds up. I 'm pissed with them and don't want to speak with them anymore. But I'm also very upset that I may never see any of that stuff or the house I lived in for a decade again. =< It was rough, but we managed to make 4 trips this weekend and finish clearing out our stuff from Dad's house. However, because we spent so much on gas, we now have no money for groceries, and it's their fault entirely. We have a strict budget, and $80 of gas wasn't part of it. >.=.<
Lastly, I'm still trying to get my old email back. I managed to find my Dad's passwords on his old laptop, so I managed to log into his email, let his friends know of his passing, and re-enable my email again. However, it appears my account was compromised and someone changed the password on it. The automated system to reset passwords is down, so I still can't fix the password and log in yet. Hopefully it will be back up and running soon so I can get back on my YIM account and talk to people. x.=.x It's lonely without a chat program. >.=.>
So, in summary...
TL;DRI have fibromyalgia. I'm on new meds that help but make me dizzy, nauseous, and tired. I need a few days to adjust before I get back to art. We're poor again, but my husband should be getting a raise soon. The car won't start. Need to file taxes, but don't have $200. Should have my email/YIM back soon. My sister is a bitch and so are the estate sale people working on Dad's house.
Sucks, but it'll be done soon hopefully, then you don't have to be stressed out by all that and can move on. Hope kitty gets the raise, that's pretty damn good when the boss is praising like that. I do hope he gets it.
Yeah, everyone knows he's the best person there at his job. Their goal calls per hour is 1.5, and Kitty consistently gets over 2.0. He is the only senior tech to ever have a 2.0+ average over an entire -month-, and he's done it two months in a row now. He was even gone for a week in February, and he STILL closed more calls than anyone else. >.=.>
I don't hurt much at all now. I just can't drive and stuff. I get dizzy and my vision blurs when I move. I still walk with a cane, but it's easier now. It's not because it hurts to walk, it's just because I have no balance. I'm still tired all the time, but I already was. And with the muscle relaxer, I can finally go to sleep and stay asleep at night. I don't wake up all night, I don't remember all my random scary dreams, and I actually feel more rested when I wake up. Still tired, but better. My husband says I'm still tired because I have like 6 months of sleep to catch up on and after that I'll feel better. lol I hope he's right. It'd be nice to have a day where I wasn't half asleep the whole time. x.=.x
Our finances should be much better soon. My husband's boss is working to get him a raise, we should be getting a huge tax return soon, and we just found out we should be able to keep Dad's house after all. =3 Just means we'll have to move everything back in after the estate sale. x.=.x I'm still waiting to hear back about disability again. I'm supposed to have a phone consult with my attorney Tuesday. >.=.>; Apparently the bank decided we can take over the mortgage payments, but first I have to find a way to definitively prove to them I am my father's daughter (which seems retarded to me... Of course I am... I mean, he willed the house to me...). We aren't getting as much money as we thought, but we're at least going to get our house back for the same payments as we pay for our apartment. ^.=.^;; Assuming everything works out this time. >.=.>;