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Blog Thread II: Beyond Blogosphere.
Ladybug:
Today has actually been a relatively good day! I got up at around 10AM, which is early considering it's a Sunday, and then I just relaxed for like 2 hours, which was a nice start to the day. I went skiing for about an hour and a half, which was great but also sort of humiliating. Little kids kept going past me, but they were like super sporty kids with proper skiing equipment and sporty parents and that kind of stuff that makes me feel sort of like a failure, but anyways - I worked out and didn't hate it. It was hella cold, though, and my asthma-tendencies do not like exercising in cold weather, but some Ventoline took care of that. After that I got some studying done, but I think I may actually have found a subject that is more boring than exphil (which is like, philosophy history kinda?) but a whole lot more difficult.. Sucks. Aanyways, I also got some knitting done and then a batch of laundry, so yay.
I'm going to the doctor on Friday, though, and I'm super nervous. I'm 22, and I've never been to the doctor before. Scary. Do I just..say hi and then tell him about my issues? Weird.
Barmymoo:
Mari you have seriously never been to the doctor in 22 years? I'm... I'm speechless. But to answer your question, yes that is what you do. He will have heard it all before. He will probably have put his hand up ladies' bottoms, there isn't much you can say that will shock a doctor who has been in practice for more than a few years.
As for Patrick (ITT: I am a wise sage), it sounds to me like breaking up with Tara would be worse than staying with her. Don't break up with her right before you spend a month in her vicinity at the very least. You're not marrying the girl. Jeez. (I am less frustrated with you than I sound, but I would like to sound more frustrated than I do.)
I keep trying to post in here about stuff that is going on in my head about one of my teachers but I can't find any words that don't sound inane or childish. So I guess I will not post it.
Ladybug:
Nope, I haven't. Is that weird? My dad's a doctor and my mom's a nurse, and seeing as I've never been seriously ill, there's never been any need for it, as I'd get necessary medication and/or "nope, nothing's broken or seriously hurt" from them. Or, well, I went once, but only to pick up a prescription that he had written for me after my mom did allergy and asthma tests on me at work.
And it's not so much telling him about health-issues that's weird to me, as I know he's most likely heard it all before, it's just the whole.. "Hi! I've never met you before, but I'm gonna go ahead and just tell you a bunch of stuff about me!" that seems slightly awkward. I'm not really sure what I'm nervous about, I guess I just tend to get nervous in unknown situations, and also I hope there's nothing seriously wrong with me.
KvP:
I have parents in the same vocations and I developed the exact opposite perspective - medical matters are not and should not be terribly embarrassing to discuss, especially with medical professionals. You gain nothing from hesitation, and you could harm yourself.
But I guess that's what happens when you just don't get sick.
Emaline:
I'm sorry that things are always crappy for me, Dovey. I try to make them better but I always fail. Um... here is a list of good things that happened to me this morning.
I found $40(that I thought I had spent)
I ate some bacon
I did a load of laundry
I have a dog
I talked to my friend Jake
My friends Sara and Jon want to hang out
The bacon got rid of my hangover
The sun came up
My dog did not attack anyone this morning when I let her out
When I woke up, I was snuggling my stuffed monkey
I started preparing dinner for tonight(its a roast!)
I sang
I decided that Jake and Davis and Sara and Jon probably love me
I decided that I have alright boobs
I haven't smoked yet today
My bed was exceptionally comfy this morning.
The sunlight, reflecting off the snow, and shining through my blinds, showered my room in a blueish hint and it was very pretty and comforting
I left a candle burning last not, and not only did it not burn my house down or set off any smoke dectors, but it made my whole house smell like cookies
I found and enjoyed some tasty cookies my friend Davis made me
I cleaned out my refrigerator
Also, Inlander hit the nail on the head about the romantisizing and whatnot. As my friend Jake said, I've fallen out of the catagory of human being, and into the catagory of apperciated thing. No want really wants to be friends with the people they think are cool in movies. And that's what I am. I'm a character in a book, and person in a movie. I'm not a real person. And I need to remind people that I am, apparently. According to Jake.
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