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Frelling New Age Hippies!

I go to the new agey NSA doc and what do I get? First, I do get an adjustment, for about 10 minutes. Then she proceeds to beat me over the head with the New Age stick and tell me that my back is out because I didn’t do a detox when she told me to and I haven’t changed my diet to the Blood Type Diet like she told me to.

WTF?

For one thing, the adjustment should be about 20 minutes, not 10. Secondly, I daresay that my diet has little to do with the sudden onset of paralyzing back pain. While I appreciate her counsel, it’s not doing me a lot of good right this minute. YES, we should all be nice and “think nice thoughts about ourselves and our lives”. YES, we should all eat fresh wholesome organic health foods that are precisely aligned with our blood types and don’t forget those chakras. YES, we should all sit around and meditate on the state of our souls and how we can “make a better story for ourselves”.

But none of us do. We do the best we can. I take my supplements and I eat a decent diet. Come OUT of me, HIPPIE!! I can’t believe she wasted half my adjustment time telling me that not doing the Blood Type Diet and not thinking nice thoughts about my life (like SHE knows my thoughts, yah) has caused my disk to compress. ?? At least I found out that my vertebrae are not out of whack, it’s most likely the disk.

I think it’s more reasonable to assume that the new exercise routine has something to do with it. But NOOOO, according to her, it’s all my fault for not changing my diet to the one she prescribed a couple of months ago.

Well, look, I understand the importance of diet more than most and I’ve looked at the Blood Type Diet. I think it’s pseudo-science hooey. I will never follow the Blood Type Diet! So I don’t understand why she thinks it’s helpful to me to be lectured about my “bad habits” and lack of “appreciating the pain as a gift”. Um, pain is not a gift, it’s a PAIN, hence the name, PAIN. Duh. Pain means there is something wrong right now and it needs to be addressed right now. She actually said, “when you have the pain, you should think ‘thank you’ and try to appreciate it and not be so NEGATIVE about it”. Um, yah, and don’t forget to sing Kumbayah while I’m at it. FRELL!

Gods, I wish I could just go, get the goddamn adjustments for 20 minutes and LEAVE. I really don’t have the patience to be lectured when I’m in pain – especially about something that I don’t think is relevant right this second. Of course, we should all navel gaze and be vegetarians and think happy thoughts, but I don’t think that it’ll help a compressed disk that’s hurting like a motherfucker.

Frelling New Age HIPPIES. CK! CK! CK!

The adjustments do help, however, so I’ll put up with her stupid ass to get what I need from her. I”ll just have to avoid undue conversation. I don’t want to snap her like a twig just yet, but I may have to if she ambushes me like that again. Just DAMN.

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Owie!!

Last week, I was cooking dinner and reached into the fridge for something. I felt a stabbing pain in the lower left quadrant of my back. The pain was quite hurty, but only when I moved a certain way. It went away after 3 days, with only mild twinges.

Yesterday, I bent down to pet MissyKat and the damn thing pinched again. Only this time, the pain was about 3x worse than last week and it was pretty much constant. I’ve never had back problems – neck, yes, but not back. I’ve had pinched nerves before, too, but not like this. The pain is around a 7, spiking to around 9. It’s the most painful thing I’ve ever had, which is not saying much, I guess, since I’ve never had anything bad happen to me ::knock wood::.

As long as the naproxen levels are steady I can can move around slowly and carefully but as soon as they start to drop, like they did around 6am this morning, I’m immobile. I couldn’t change my position in the bed without severe pain. I doubt I can drive right now (I drive a stick). This is a bit of a problem with the Moon end of period looming on Tuesday and other obligations. I’m glad I can sit up today, I was very worried that I’d not be able to get out of bed with the pain I had this morning. At least I can work on Oracle 20/20 and get that boring ass crap done.

This nerve must be pinched between vertebra or something. Nothing seems to help: stretching, moving, muscle relaxers. Ugh.

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Oy VAY! Social Calendar = Full

Andy is getting married today. I still have some mixed feelings about the situation, but only relative to the 3, yes THREE kids he’s taking on, not the girl he’s marrying. I trust And enough to know that if he loves her, she’s got to be a good person. I wish them all the best! Happy Luna Miel! My family just got 4 persons bigger! Guess I’d better start Yule shopping now! LOL

So, yes, the Social Calendar is quite full for the next 6 weeks. I need to visit my family to get them off my back, but dammit, I’ve got events every frelling weekend until mid-November!! Here’s the rundown:
Oct 6: PAWS Atlanta Fall Flea Ball + try to run to Knoxville to shut the family UP.
Oct 13: Andy is in town for Neuroscience until the following Wed.
Oct 21: Decatur Beer Festival
Oct 28: Caroline’s Halloween Party [Evite soon for this!]
Nov 4: Open, but will probably do something with Heathen for her birfday (NOT! -A)
Nov 11: my Pirate Themed Birfday Party [look for the Evite around Halloween]

Then we have the holidays. GAH! The family just doesn’t understand what it’s like to have a social life since they’ve never had one! Yes, none of it is essential – other than the Flea Ball – but it’s important to us and it keeps us sane. Well, I guess it kind of IS essential. But, in any case, they think I’m just blowing them off when I’m really not, I’m busy!

All this is not even including the work I have to do: Oracle, new web client Athena Farms.net, the usual Moon stuff and run this place. Ben will be staying here through October, [Yah, that ended up being a fucking year and an $800 mistake! -A] which means a lot more cleaning and a lot less sex! If the poor little septic tank can live through his TWO showers a day and 2 extra loads of laundry a week it’ll be a bloody miracle!!

Yes, my bitches, the next 6 weeks should be a real test of my sanity! I’ll be good and ready to party every chance I get! You guys are hereby authorised to step in and remind me to BE GOOD at any time, since I know that stress = Bad Angela. :->

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For the ‘No Good Deed Goes Unpunished’ File

Once again, I’m burned by someone with whom I’ve been kindling a friendship. Ah, that familiar stang. No good deed ever goes unpunished and one of these days, I just might learn my lesson. Apparently, not today.

It may not be in the crapper 100% yet, but it certainly looks that way. Ugh, this and the thunderstorms have given me one helluva headache.

Sometimes you’ve just gotta walk away and hope that the other person will follow or at least try to stop you. That’s my litmus test. If it’s meant to be, then they’ll speak up. If they don’t, then it’s not worth as much to them as it is to you and it’s time to cash in the chips. Perhaps that’s not the best way to do things, but it’s the way I do things.

::sigh::

Much suckage.

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Random thoughts

Just your virtual laundry list of CRAP that is currently on my last nerve and making me quite cranky:

1. I hate the web. I really don’t like any of the stuff I’m doing now and I just want to quit doing it all together. The web has degenerated into two camps as far as design goes, either you’re a high end developer or you’re completely unable to code yet you bill yourself as a “web designer” selling Yahoo sites to people. Yes, I met someone who does this very thing. I can code, but I’m not a developer. I make clean, navigable sites that are user friendly and accessible to everyone. The Yahoo person will end up making 10 times what I make by selling Yahoo websites as real sites and get away with calling herself a web designer. And people will gleefully pay her several hundred dollars for a Yahoo site. I give up. I can’t compete with web ninjas or people who think a Yahoo site is the same as a real site. Just damn.

2. I’m bored bored bored with my life. This is my issue and I’ve got to find something new to entertain myself and make some cash.

3. Nick has suddenly developed the habit of eating my food. Off my plate, from the takeout bag, whatever. I don’t know what this is about, but today I’m sitting here starved to death and must rummage the fridge to eat. Grrrrr.

4. I’m sick of hearing about chick drama. It’s no one who might read this, but I’m currently having to listen to tales of woe about these chicks who have run rampant over a friend and I just don’t care. Want chicks to leave you alone? Then don’t hang out with chicks!! Is that so frelling hard?

5. I’m stessed out by health issues: my own, my boss’s, my friend. It’s giving me an ulcer.

That’s it. Not a long list, but enough to make me a hatah. Right now is just not a good time to want me to listen to any bullshit. I’ve got plenty of my own, thanks.

Now, I must go forage for food. I have a party to attend later, and NO, I’m NOT in the mood. ::sigh::