I've been accepted to OCC. Now I just have to register for my Interior Design class. Awe. Some.
Our new couch is scheduled to arrive tomorrow. I sure am glad because sitting on the floor watching TV is no fun. No fun at all. We gave our old couch to some friends of ours. I was very glad they were able to use another couch.
I went to the doctor for my migraines. He was kind of a jerk. Well, I supposed I shouldn't say jerk. Let's rephrase: he was kind of brisk. I'm sure he sees a lot of people during the day who go on and on with their self diognosis, but man, his tone kind of threw me off. It's not like he was mean or anything. I guess I just felt like he didn't really want me to elaborate. It's was like, "You have headaches? Yeah, uh-huh. And they hurt? I see. Do you have any warning signs. Uh-huh. That's not what I asked, do you have any warning signs for when a headache is coming on?
Yeah. Not real conversational. I tried to tell him that sinus problems run in my family, but he wasn't having it. I don't even know if he heard me. If he did, he's apparently not worried about it. Or at least he didn't say he was.
So now I have a prescription for migraine medication, which is a step in the right direction I guess. It's 15 little pills in this huge contraption that I assume is supposed to be the container. I was hoping to just get a normal prescription bottle so I could just throw it in my purse. Nope. Gotta give me something that has dials, buttons, locks and a super special secret password.
Sure hope I don't get a migraine anytime soon. I need to figure out how to get the damned medicine out first.
March 14, 2006
Pink eye can't believe it isn't over. // Swiss Baby. // Goodbye Grandma Champine. // Family Portrait. // Check 'em out. // Postponed. // Not long now. // Tuckered out. // Boo boo. // New news. // Oh, hello. // Here we go again. // Something New! // Surrender. // Update. // Third day on the job. // Our second official illness. // Our first official illness. // Usually, I like being in control. // Daycare. // Awww... // Motherhood. // Our little adventure. // That time of year again. // Mini-Me. // Two weeks and two days. // His very own website. // Super star. // Mason Alexander Keberly. // Taking his sweet time. // Locked and loaded. // Request. // Hi Dad. // Two and a half weeks left. // Just checking in. // Welcome to my crib. // I cain't see! // Check this out. // It's official. I'm huge. // Today. Tonight. Tomorrow. // Experiencing technical difficulties. // Venting. // Rocky Road ice cream anyone? // Dad, how do you do it? // Nursery. // Mason Alexander Keberly. // Place your bets. // The Keblet. // Double whammy. // The Keblet. // *Barf* // Can't sleep. // *Waves* // Dad. // Lala. // Happy anniversary, mom and dad! // Operation: New bathroom. // Happy Birf-day, dear husband of mine... // Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... // My best Rick James impersonation. // Good bye. // More randomness. // Random thoughts. // Careful. I bite. // Grumpy smurf. // Fruits of our Labor Day. // Ridiculous. // Human barometer. // Welcome home, dad. // There's no place like home. // Flatulence. // Hungry, apparently. // Jobs. // Teefs. // Cavities. // Bad mood. // Finally. // Weddings. // Dad. // Mom. // Mean. // Oh no. // Move along. Nothing to see here. // Stuff. // Tuesday. The day after Monday. // Bored. Or is it boring? // Two things. // Feeling Green. // Accepted. // Good day. // Sis. Boom. Bah. // Monday. // Weekend. // Gone. // Closed. //