ammogirl

I’ve been doing this really, REALLY bad thing this past week.  Oh my god - SO bad.  Okay.  Every day at 9am, we at work have our circle of trust meeting at the coffee shop across the street.  Thanks, tax-payer dollars!  Anyway, so I NORMALLY get the Italian double espresso, which is extremely disgusting.  I can only barely choke it down after adding two packets of Splenda, but even then it tastes like…sweet shit from hell.  Then, approximately 23 minutes later, the caffeine settles in, and it’s like I just took every No-Doz in a ten-block radius, and while I feel pretty peppy mentally, all I can peppily think about is how badly I want to hurl.  It sucks, is all I can tell you, but every day, I would order the same damn thing, because I…well, I…huh.  You know, I have no idea why I kept ordering it.  But!  The other day, I DIDN’T order it!  No, instead, I got this hot chocolate extravaganza, and I don’t know what they make it with but it tastes exactly like liquid dark chocolate, and it’s topped with at least 1/2 cup of whipped cream - the real kind.  You guys.  There must be at least 50 grams of saturated fat in it.  If I stop posting you will know that my heart seized and I am dead from cream.  Hey, then I would be creamed!  Ha ha!  Anyway, I got it three days in a row.  I am weak when faced with chocolatey saturated yummerfulness. 

So I spoke to the doctor on the phone, concerning my hip.  Now, let me first say - I have not had any lessening of pain since my appointment.  It’s the same pain, right in the same place. So I called to see what the deal was, because if you tell me there is something wrong with my hip, put me on medication, tell me not to exercise, and send me for x-rays, I’d sort of like a follow up.  So the doctor says, "Hiiii,  Sgt Williams?  Hi!  So, I looked at your x-rays, and great news!  Nothing wrong with your hip!  No hip problems I can see! You have no problems with your hip!  So, okay, byeee!"  I was like,  "Well, that’s GREAT, but you see, I actually went to the doctor because I was having BACK pain, which I am STILL having, in addition to the hip pain I didn’t know I had until the (other) doctor made me perform really stretchy leg movements.  So."  The phone doctor was like this "…"  But what she was thinking (because I KNOW) was "but, I said you were fine, so you should BE FINE!  Be FINE, person on the phone!"  But then I said "So, I would like to have another appointment." 

That part was critical, you see, because normally, I am a pushover, and when the doctor says I am fine, I usually say, I am?  I AM!  and go about my way.  Anyway, I made another appointment.  Not holding my breathe or anything, but I DID make it.  We’ll see how it goes.  Maybe I should fall in the shower again, and crush my vertabrae or something.  That’ll show em.

Tomorrow we are "supposed to" go to Heidelberg.  I air quote because we all know how things go around here (lazy).  The plan is, however, to wake up early….ish, and head on out.  I’ll let you know how that goes. 

Have a great weekend before Christmas!

Tschuss!!