2015 ended on a fearful note and 2016 begun on a hopeful one. I was to take my first Lexapro pill and hope it would combat my anxiety, but as it would turn out, it screwed with my already messed up sleep patterns even more. Going through menopause was not easy at all, though I was having fewer issues with my heart racing.
I began experimenting with different things to help calm my anxiety, and found that chicken had a calming affect on me, probably due to the tryptophan in it.
After a month without Andy in my life I couldn’t say that I missed him. I was ready to let him get on with his life and his false beliefs about me, his paranoia, his immaturity, his stupidity - the whole damn 9 yards - and I was ready to get on with mine.
The Germans were kind enough to take in the Syrian immigrants and they thanked them by raping them because their twisted minds/laws and religious fantasies tell them it's ok to do this to women. I was disgusted and still am.
Returned to my counselor S, and wow. No therapist had ever been so helpful! I got a dose of Chinese medicine that is known as emotional tapping. It can be used for anxiety as well as other things.
I was calm for several hours before my appointment with her, but a few hours before leaving I noticed the “butterflies,” as I call them, begin to kick up just under my ribcage. I tried to breathe them away and I tried to will them away, but they just wouldn’t dissipate. I was stuck in a horrible cycle where you get anxious and then you get depressed because you’re frustrated that you got anxious.
S is a very easy-going woman who is very understanding, compassionate and knowledgeable. I honestly didn’t think she would be able to help me at first because what’s causing my anxiety is physiological. But then as Tom pointed out, being overweight is physiological yet exercise helps it.
The emotional tapping seemed silly to me at first and I really didn’t see the point in it, but it is surprisingly helpful.
We both ordered a Fitbit that monitors, sleep, heart rate and how active we are. He got a black one in extra large and I got a tangerine one in small, though I thought it looked more like red once it arrived.
We booked a room toward the back of Deck 6 on Royal Caribbean’s Independence of the Seas for the 30th – 4th!!! It was a superior ocean view stateroom with private balcony.
The plan was to fly from Sacramento to Fort Lauderdale on the 29th.
The ship embarked at 4:30 pm on the 30th and we would spend the 31st at sea.
We’d dock in Cozumel at 8am on the 1st and set sail again at 5pm.
We’d arrive at 7am in Costa Maya the next day and leave at 4pm.
We’d spend the 3rd cruising and return to Fort Lauderdale on the 4th at 7am.
On the 8th we’d return home.
We’d then rent a car and drive up to Tammy's where we’d check into a nearby hotel.
We were to fly first class and layover in Houston. As Tammy said, it was a shame that it’s taken so long to see each other, but we were both so incredibly excited!
Got lavender scented toilet paper for the first time and I kind of like it. It’s different and I like trying new things. We went treasure hunting at Goodwill where I found two cute dolls and a cute fake plant.
Decided to stop attending aerobics classes in the mornings. They kept it way too warm in the clubhouse and I hated the old music they’d play over and over again each time. I would stick to walking around the park or using my treadmill when the weather wasn’t nice. Also on my Bowflex.
Aly began to really annoy me with her clinginess and constant demands. Sometimes I was busy and she would take it personally. I wished she’d do more to help herself. I wasn’t a professional trained to deal with depression, after all. I wished she was busier and knew more people. She didn’t have any local friends, though, and her only job was as a part-time nanny.
The more I got to know her, the more I saw that yes, she was intelligent, creative and perceptive, but she definitely had her share of emotional problems. I figured her health issues may’ve been part of the reason why. Blood cancer is a tough road to travel down.
Was delighted when Alexa was enabled for reading Kindle books, even if she didn’t always remember where she’d left off.
Did an adrenaline test that I ordered on Amazon, where you spit in 4 different tubes throughout the day. The doctors tested my blood, but not my saliva. This way I could rule out anything that might show up there.
Went to Payless. I got a pair of black women’s shoes in 5.5 that can be worn with both casual and dressy clothing. I liked how the strap crosses the top of the foot at an angle.
I also got a pair of girls’ sneakers in bright neon yellow with hot pink laces and accents. Now I had a little variety for running shoes and still loved my black ones with the Velcro ties and hot pink soles.
When I let Bob and Virginia know when we’d be leaving, Bob asked if we’d mind if he trimmed some of the bushes bordering the properties, always looking for something to do, and I told him that’d be no problem at all.
Saw S again, and because I was doing so much better she asked if I’d prefer to see her on an as-needed basis, or if I’d feel more comfortable knowing I had an appointment down the road. I chose to just call if I needed her.
Later in the month I won a cute 18” vinyl doll.
Aly was still driving me crazy with her demands and putting guilt trips on me, however unintentional that might’ve been. I didn’t want to give up on an otherwise good friend, and I felt bad for the physical and emotional hell she was going through. I just wished she’d stop insulting me by saying I didn’t care. I cared. I just couldn’t be there for her every second of every day.
At the end of the month the results of my cortisol lab tests came in and I was normal on two tests and on the low end of normal on the other two, which was good but at least did indicate something was up hormone-wise. As in the perimenopause I wish my original team of doctors had been smart enough to recognize.
Tammy began having surgeries to help lessen the pain her fibromyalgia has caused.
Upgraded my Mac to OS X El Capitan.
On the 29th we took off real early for the airport. Several hours later we were checked into our Fort Lauderdale hotel room at the Red Carpet Inn, even though there wasn’t a stitch of carpet in the room.
Before leaving the hotel in Fort Lauderdale, I updated on Facebook, Twitter, and texted Aly.
Then came the real nightmare. Something was wrong with the ship’s computers and there were some issues with immigration, so all four thousand of us had to wait in line in the sun for over four hours. I had a heatstroke, and a woman trained in CPR was kind enough to help, since the crew didn’t give a shit.
Someone else handed me a bottle of water as well as a banana and that helped even more. I was thankful as hell. I was so damn dehydrated that when I overheated my body couldn’t even sweat to cool me down.
I wasn’t the only one to suffer a heatstroke. Paramedics came for someone else, too.
I was so weak and exhausted by the time we boarded the ship, but couldn’t get food and rest right away because we had to attend role call and go through all the emergency drills they have you do. Even after that, getting food delivered was no easy task. The service was absolutely horrible. We were both so frustrated. It was such a horrible waste of money.
The only thing good about our Royal Caribbean cruise was the food in the Windjammer. We enjoyed the spa as well, and of course I did a little shopping in hot, humid Cozumel, Mexico. We shopped for ourselves as well as for family and our neighbors, Bob and Virginia. Bought some things from some of the Promenade’s seriously overpriced stores.
Choppy seas prevented us from docking in Costa Maya the following day just as it had prevented us from docking in the Grand Turk & Caicos after stopping in Puerto Rico and the Bahamas when we cruised the eastern Caribbean in 2007. So we not only got shitty service, but we didn’t get to go on any excursions either.
It took me about 3 days to fully recover from the heatstroke. I felt drained, disorientated and just overall shitty. I managed to sleep ok, though, and liked our stateroom better than the one we had on the Westerdam. We also had a private balcony and it was nice to enjoy despite the constant sea winds. We sailed so close to Cuba it almost felt like I could add another country to my travel list.
The banging from the neighboring rooms was maddening and we couldn’t even get the Internet we paid for. We forgot to take the laptop’s charger too, so its battery life didn’t last throughout the entire voyage.
On the last day I had a Fire and Ice mani-pedi. Jill from Jamaica did a great job on my toes, which I chose to have polished in blue, but in buffing the ridges from my fingernails she made the nails, which I had done in pink, too thin and brittle.
We gambled a bit, but never played miniature golf or went rock climbing.
After nearly a quarter century, I got to run into my big sister’s arms for a long, emotional embrace AND see my lovely niece Sarah! That was on the 2nd. Met Becky the following night at a diner we all went to. They both looked lovely and I was thrilled to see them after so long.
It was wonderful meeting Mark too, who’s such a great guy. He had some interesting stories to share over dinner. He grilled us steaks one night while Tammy made a roast another night.
Tammy's home was beautiful, but Florida was surprisingly chilly. She took us to the beach and some really nice stores. We got so much stuff in both the US and MX that we had to get another suitcase. She and Mark gave us some cute knickknacks and a necklace, too.
Our hotel was spacious and had a great view of the marina from its private balcony. The only time I didn’t appreciate being there was when they had a live band playing downstairs.
I definitely liked her city better than ours. We knew it was risky to change states again till he retired, though. The cost of living may be higher in Cali, but so was the pay.
As much as I knew I’d miss my family and the warmer weather, it was nice to be back in the comfort of our own home. Was surprised to find I’d won a pressure cooker not long afterwards.
Went next door and told Virginia about our trip and gave her and Bob the same small wind chime I gave Tammy and got for us. What was funny was how determined she told me Bob was to have fun shaping some of our trees. He was welcome to trim away, since he had more time to do so than Tom had.
The house diagonally from us sold and our new neighbors, a couple of women, have been quiet so far.
Saw Doc L one last time and was bummed to learn she’d left because she was the first shrink I ever met who wasn’t crazier than her patients.
Got a $5 GC from Amazon for doing a survey, so I got a miniature Bernese Mountain puppy to add to my animal and fairy collection.
Jackie, across from our carport, had serious water damage from a leaky hot water tank. So I had to listen to them work on fixing that for weeks.
I worried about Aly’s health, chatted with Marie who would always have a special place in my heart, chatted with Christiane who went down to Austria to do some skiing, and sometimes I missed Nane. Not enough to oversee her negative traits, though.
I splurged on a new purple Keurig coffeemaker.
One of Tom’s coworkers gave him a small diary in which I wrote my dreams in. Once filled, I placed it in one of the bedroom’s built-in drawers to wait for some future owner to try to decipher.
Tammy’s fibromyalgia and rheumatoid arthritis worsened and she had several procedures done to try to lessen the pain and gain a better quality of life.
Considered trying a cockatiel as a pet until I read that they were typically messy and noisy.
Went treasure hunting at Goodwill and got a gold figurine of a rat that’s fairly large, and a small parrot figurine that goes perfect with the larger one I got in Florida.
I also got an 18” vinyl doll with a nice face and well-sculpted hands. I replaced her drab outfit.
Realized I hadn’t seen Hazel in ages. I figured that if she was still alive she’d been moved to a nursing home somewhere. She was pretty out of it last I knew.
Started the month off by waking up with a pounding heart. I was also having some unpleasant mental reflections. Time kept jumping around in my mind as I compared my younger self to my current self and what was easier now vs. what was easier then. I compared my way of thinking and viewing the world, and wondered what that might be like years from now.
I still worried about us suffering in this life as well as in any possible afterlife, even though an afterlife seemed scientifically impossible. I tried to shut it out, but my mind went to every possibility out there.
We ordered Echo Dot from Amazon so we could have Alexa in both the living/kitchen/dining area as well as in the master bedroom. Sometimes I liked to listen to audiobooks while coloring in the living room and other times I liked to listen while relaxing in the bedroom.
A troll named Cindie (if that’s even her real name), was showing a dark side I didn’t know existed. She was just an online acquaintance who I knew wasn’t all there, but whose worst fault seemed to be being a pest. She went to Valleyhead, too. I didn’t know much else about her other than that she had Asperger’s.
Then one day I decided to unblock her. Dumb assumption to think that these 50-somethings would be much different after a handful of months, though! Cindie wasted no time messaging me like crazy, wanting a texting buddy. I politely explained to her that I had no interest in texting since I found it much more convenient to keep in touch with people online. Cindie took my declining to text with her the wrong way and said I was being “cold” to her and that she “wasn’t going to deal with my attitude” and to “watch out” and “later cunt.”
I reported the message and blocked her, not that I expected Facebook to take it seriously at all.
I sipped hot caramel apple cider and listened to the rain after getting a beautiful long rainbow pillow that I had absolutely no use for yet couldn’t resist anyway. I guess I was just a real sucker for colorful rainbows. ;)
I also got a 19” figure of the new Wonder Woman. Very realistic looking with a pretty face, and able to stand on her own.
H cleaned my teeth and the dentist confirmed a cavity in my back right upper molar. It was so big it needed to be crowned… ugh.
The dentist wondered if I snored or had sleep apnea. Something about the way my tongue flopped back, I guess, but nope. I only snore a little bit at times, according to Tom.
The new office assistant sold me on one of those ultrasonic essential oil diffusers. She had peppermint oil in the one she had running on her desk. The one I ordered had a color changing LED light in it.
Aly emailed me to say she was deactivating on Twitter, and it was kind of funny because I was considering the exact same thing. I was bored with it and I also wanted to shake Kim. I knew it shouldn’t bother me, but the thought of her playing victim and blocking me from the many accounts she’d create still got to me at times. I felt like I was letting her play the victim she never was, in a sense, by keeping accounts known to her.
Got my hair trimmed by an older lady I remembered from my first visit to this particular salon last May. Yes, it had been 10 months since my hair last saw a pair of scissors.
I also got this expensive, but awesome Paul Mitchell smoothing leave-in conditioner that smelled real nice. Great for the hair.
We made another Amazon order in the middle of the month. Tom got a new lunch bag for work that would allow him to take cold foods so he had more variety for lunch and breaks.
I treated myself to Linda’s Lollies, 24 different flavored lollipops that were only 90 calories and would last a long time.
I also got a Texan bull and a seal to add to my collection.
I grabbed a mocha latte lollipop at Michael’s yesterday, but it tasted like very weak chocolate. I also got a mini journal, a bracelet with clear stones that are super shiny, a mini coloring book that’d be great for traveling, and a couple more animal figures. A decked out fairy horse, as they call it, and a Jack Russell terrier. Lastly, I got some floral tissue paper that isn’t exactly for noses. The way it was packaged made me think it was, but it’s a bit thick and stiff for that so I used them as drink coasters.
Won a one-year pass to Pandora One, and also a pricey facial serum, some samples, some bath beads, and a really nice cosmetic bag.
I moved our little 2-seater round kitchen table into our very large master bedroom so I could work in there on noisy days.
Found myself becoming more ashamed and disgusted by the black population’s increasing violence, partly thanks to Black Lives Matter’s encouragement, which was determined to disrupt everything it possibly could. I was not only sick of hearing about race being used as a crutch and a weapon against others, but was a firm believer that violence wasn’t the answer to solving problems. I wonder – and still do – when society will put common sense over “political correctness.” Saying blacks were responsible for most crimes 25 years ago was a fact. Today it’s “racism” as is so many other things. I found it ridiculous how blown out of proportion things had become.
Andy replied to the last journal entry I sent him before I got fed up and threw in the towel. He said most of what I said made no sense. I wasn’t surprised. Most things didn’t make sense to the slow-to-catch-on guy.
Was dismayed to find that Kim not only visited my Prosebox journal, but was back to creating accounts there and blocking mine. I wondered how many more years it was going to take her to see that I really didn’t want anything to do with her. Couldn’t we coexist on the same sites without the needless blocking games? I had nothing to say to her and knew I never would. She was just too dishonest and delusional.
Aly, however, continued to defend Kim, make excuses for her, and guilt me into not being there for her every second of the day.
And then she shocked the shit out of me by dumping me. Yes, the person I thought would be one of the last ones to do something so cruel decided I “didn’t think much of her,” and that we were different in our ways of thinking and handling things. Oh, and also for being too blunt. So what was I supposed to do? I wondered. Lie? Keep my mouth shut and never say anything I didn’t think she’d want to hear no matter how true it may be?
She said I’d become very judgmental and critical of her and that she can’t forgive me even though she’s usually a very forgiving person. I could agree that yes, I could get judgmental at times, but in my mind I was simply being honest with her. I wasn’t trying to offend her or anything or demand she live her life a certain way.
But I knew it was more than just me telling her what she didn’t want to hear. No, it went far beyond that to the fact that I wasn’t her “type.” Just like some women were drawn to abusive men, Aly liked friends who were mentally ill, unreliable and not very bright. That was obvious in how close she was to Kim, Molly and probably others much like them.
As Aly admitted, she was a habitual liar. I’d caught her in many lies but chose to overlook them and focus on her positive traits. However, the ultimate insult came when I discovered she not only hadn’t left Twitter like she claimed, but had another account I discovered in which she spoke of being excited that I’d be gone on vacation for a couple weeks. After I’d gone out of my way to text her from hotels knowing she’d been suffering depression. To find this and to have been told that I wasn’t there for her when in fact I was there every single day, was beyond insulting.
I was hurt and angry to the point that yes, I admit I bullied her online a bit for a while after discovering this. She did apologize to me, admitting she was doing it more for herself than for me. That was no surprise. Aly always did think of herself first and foremost anyway.
I missed her at times and the 8 years I at least thought we were friends, but knew she was never a true friend, and even began to question other stories of hers. Like did she really have the rare blood cancer she said she had? Was she really undergoing chemo? Because she sure was pretty active for one going through such horrible treatments. Either way, she had Kim and Molly and they were as crazy as she liked.
Sometimes I found myself missing rural living, away from all the traffic and people. I missed seclusion and peace (when dogs weren’t barking like crazy), but didn’t miss the lack of utilities and mail services.
Our motion censored kitchen pail broke and I was kind of glad. I know Tom loved high-tech stuff, and I usually did too, but I never cared for the damn thing because it would go through batteries like crazy. I just wanted a regular, no-frills pail.
Added a gorgeous window mural for the bedroom of cherry trees in a park with bright lush green grass.
Did a ton of shopping at Wal-Mart and on Amazon at the end of the month. Tried another nail fungus killer on the 3 toes that were infected, got some more essential oils so I’d have a better variety, new bath gloves, a couple of coloring books, and Herbal Essence shampoo. I just couldn’t get into TRESemme. I also got a hot pink thong, two pairs of sweatpants (pink and black), and 3 pairs of shorts (pink, gray, black), my favorite popcorn and 5 more animal figures.
Decided to stop doing aerobics at the clubhouse. They continued to keep it way too warm in there and I was tired of having to do it to their shitty music.
Found myself wishing, as I did many times, that they’d implement a rule forbidding projects other than in emergencies on weekends so I could at least know I could count on those days off from the racket. Having two days of peace I could count on would be nice, but weekends were hit or miss.
Sometimes I still wondered if maybe I should dump the rest of my friends and delete or at least disappear on them, but I knew I couldn’t bring myself to do so. It may’ve been safer that way, but I just couldn’t do it. At that time, however, I wasn’t open to any new friendships.
It also continued to bother me that so few people from my past ever sought me out on Facebook and places like that. I knew that maybe they did and they just hadn’t reached out to me. Or maybe they did reach out and I didn’t get the message. Facebook likes to keep it a bit hard to contact people that aren’t in our circle.
Had an asthma attack after a bike ride. First one in 6 months. I was glad for the emergency Ventolin inhaler I got from my PCP last December. Despite being run through the wringer a bit, emotionally I’d been doing great.
Had a little cyber fun with Polly and Ruth. That was my dear cousin and aunt, which I hadn’t seen in decades that never really gave a hoot about me. It was nice, for whatever it may be worth, to get some things off my chest in a convenient and legal way.
About a week into the month I got my permanent crown placed on my upper back molar, then we went treasure hunting at Goodwill. We could easily afford expensive stores that sold brand new stuff, which we did go to, but there was just something about being surprised with old treasures at Goodwill.
I got a heavy Dalmatian figurine very similar to the one I got from them not too long ago. Also got a miniature doll in hot pink (my fave) and a couple of porcelain dolls, only I wanted one of them for its wig.
We bombed the place before leaving.
Shortly before the middle of the month, we did another Amazon order. I got a pillow with shredded memory foam to ease my stiff neck. I added 6 animals to my collection of miniatures… a macaw, a swan with babies on her back, a horse and rider, a greyhound, a collie, and a donkey. I got a case for them and whatever others I could fit into it. I also got another oil diffuser like the color changing LED one I got not too long before it.
After researching a doll I got from Goodwill, I found it was an Ashton-Drake doll by Gail Ferretti. It didn’t surprise me given the appearance of its face and body size. This type of doll is usually a bit expensive.
Saw my ENT doc, which was quick and painless.
Finished all the episodes of Criminal Minds on Netflix that were available, and then I tried to get into CSI Miami.
Was excited to redo our floors after the totally AWESOME 3D floor designs I’d discovered.
Bought a $60 juicer and found it to be a pain in the ass that I didn’t use it for long.
My wins slowed down and I decided not to renew my sweeps subscription in May unless they started picking up again.
I was inspired to write the book Shane, based on a dream I had which gave me the idea for it.
Tom got a raise. Not as much as we would have liked but better than nothing.
Was PO’d to learn that Cali was going to start giving free medical to illegal children. So now parents in Mexico could bring their little illegals up by the dozens and continue to burden our resources while many people that are from here get second best service all the way… and have to pay for it.
We both had lab work done, and I was noticing that I felt dizzy lately, though pleased with how much better my hair was looking and feeling since getting a trim and Paul Mitchell’s Skinny serum.
Tom got over $150 worth of gift cards from work… Chili’s, an Amex card, and something else.
Doc L left and our appointment was canceled. I was slightly disappointed. She was a nice lady and the only shrink I’d ever met that wasn’t crazier than her patients.
At the end of the month, Hoodie, our two-year-old rat died.
Had a bad dream and woke up with a racy heart. Sure enough, I later learned that my LDL cholesterol was very high. Plus my red and white blood cell count was elevated. I declined any cholesterol medication at the time, too afraid to take anything, thanks to my fear of medication.
On the last day of the month our washer started smoking and died. Then we replaced it with a front loader. I like it a lot, though it does have a few negative points.
Started off the month with great news. My Endo, Dr. O, released me now that we’d got my dose regulated.
Wasn’t impressed with the 3D flooring and the way they stretched the design a bit (pink roses against gray rocks). Decided they’d look great backing the bookcase, however.
Did some research and found a local “rattery” that bred rats for temperament and health by being sure to handle them as babies. We were considering contacting them.
Won a pair of LED work light bars in an instant sweep on Amazon. Nothing too exciting.
Got my period a week late and cleaned my glasses and jewelry in our ultrasonic jewelry cleaner.
My anxiety was minimal at this time, but sometimes borderline. Although I was never a fan of jazz music, I found it to be as relaxing as I knew many believed it to be.
The park continues to turn the water off every week or two to repair old pipes.
Saw fairly recent pics of Mike M and his wife Daryl. Both looked pretty good for their ages. Mike was the high school music teacher I had a crush on.
Received an apology from Aly and began to regret how I handled things. However, we continued on our separate ways.
A coworker gave Tom some candy apples that were leftover from some kind of fundraiser. The gourmet treats were great.
We went to Best Buy in the middle of the month where Tom got blue earbuds to listen to music with at work with the gift card he got from there.
At Target we got over $100 of stuff yet it only cost us $30, thanks to the GC’s they gave him. He got a really nice pair of pruning shears. I grabbed a pair of slippers, a pack of neon colored ankle socks in six different colors, and a gorgeous necklace where the chain is gathered with a small gold clasp at the chest and then two chains dangle down toward my bellybutton, each with a clear crystal hanging off the ends.
Finished the Dutch course and planned to review my Italian next.
Discovered PinDown, a great way to download my Pinterest boards.
During the third week of the month my wireless Bluetooth speaker with the color changing LED lights arrived and it ended up in the bathroom. That way I could listen to music when showering if I wanted to.
Went to Denny’s and will definitely not be going back. It was busy even at 3:00 in the morning! Furthermore, the service sucked.
Stopped at Walgreens after Denny’s and got a cute, colorful tunic that was almost 70’s looking with its wide lace trimmed sleeves that are gathered above the elbow. I also got a pink floral scarf.
Began watching the series Slasher on Netflix, and really liked it. I couldn’t get into CSI: Miami, but CSI: New York was ok. Not as good as Criminal Minds and Law & Order, though.
I saw the woodpecker that annoys us here and there.
One of Kim’s friends sent me a friend request and I accepted it (a black girl who also went to the Willie Ross School for the Deaf). This is the Kim I knew in the 90s back east.
At the end of the month I was pretty annoyed by the labs, doctors and billing department’s lack of organization. I went to the lab and waited all for nothing, as it wasn’t time yet for thyroid testing.
Went to Goodwill again where I got a cute purple glittery squirrel figurine with “jewels,” and a dark purple skirt with a black stretchy waistband.
We worked on the master shower, but the stems and valves needed replacing.
Not sure why, but my bad ear was worse. Tom suggested I check into a pain management specialist, saying that maybe there’s a simple technique that could help it just like the emotional tapping helped with anxiety and other things. I figured I’d wait, though, as I had enough appointments to deal with.
Visited my PCP on the first and while my lungs and heart sounded good, she talked me into taking half a 10-mcg tablet of Pravastatin every other day.
She also wanted to send me to a sleep specialist and do an arterial ultrasound of my carotid artery to make sure no blockage was causing my dizziness.
We had the car smog tested and went to Chili’s for beef quesadillas and French fries that weren’t very good. Went treasure hunting at the GW after that and got a couple of sun catchers and a pair of pink scissors.
Tom replaced the broken stem in the master shower, and we met a woman named Mona at the pool.
Had an anxiety attack after my second dose of Pravastatin and stopped taking it. My doctor then urged me to do a retrial, so I decided I would do that when Tom went on vacation the following month.
I reorganized some areas of the laundry room, hallway, and bedroom.
Began watching Bates Motel on Netflix and loved it.
Our dark purple flannel sheets and new pillow arrived, though the pillow was exactly like the last one only longer.
We got Cappy a wheel but he wouldn’t use it.
Went for my carotid artery ultrasound and the tech said he didn’t see anything worrisome.
There was a 20-minute power failure toward the middle of the month.
Found these really cool stick-on designer nails for girls. Because I have small fingers they were a perfect fit.
Had a bad dream about an old lady in Texas that follows my blog. Sure enough, she had another attack that messed up her vision even more.
Decided to switch back to a non-electric toothbrush to see if it would lessen my cavities since I have soft enamel.
Got a pair of black, melon and mint leggings that fit the best of all the leggings I’d tried in the last couple years, which had nice soft material.
The park turned our water off two days in a row, which really pissed us off, and Tom dyed my hair for me.
Bombed the house and saw S three weeks into the month. It was agreed that she would do EMDR on me to help prevent future panic attacks.
Jackie moved and in came a couple named Jon and Carolyn.
Ordered some stuff on Amazon, including toothpaste like Restore that's supposed to help close up cavities. It was called Squigle Tooth Builder.
I also got some sculpting clay and tools, leggings, and light blue Egyptian cotton sheets.
Bob and Virginia disappeared during the last week of this month, and I quickly chatted with Geri who lives across from us.
On the day Tom turned 59, my niece’s father died of cancer.
After watching a movie that reminded me of a 5th grade teacher in the elementary school I went to that I had a “crush” on, or whatever the proper word is for being just 10 years old at the time, I looked her up and was surprised to find she died just two months earlier.
I continued to struggle with intermittent fatigue and dizziness, and was surprised to learn they were closing the pool earlier due to vandalism.
Camp NaNoWriMo began and so did my project, The Interviews.
After my first dose of the statin retrial, I was hit with the same sore throat as the first time and stopped it after 4 or 5 doses. The pharmacist I spoke to about it said it probably wouldn’t go away despite being a very effective drug. Not surprisingly, my PCP felt the sore throat was due to anxiety. I began to wonder if she’d say that about everything I ever felt, LOL.
Heard back from the woman I contacted at the rattery and even got a really cool new cage. It was huge and cost a little over $200.
Went to Mel’s super early on the morning of the 5th to escape the crowds, but you’d be surprised how many people are still out and about at 4am here.
Watched a few episodes of the series Bones, but wasn’t impressed.
At Target I finally found the ideal handbag. It was medium-size and a bold shade of pink.
We also got a new file box, which we seriously needed, and some folders to go with it.
Went treasure hunting at Goodwill. I grabbed a pink beaded necklace, a pair of really large barrettes that’s hard to find, and a cat toy for the rats since rats like to chase things, too.
We ate lunch at Carl’s and they charged us for bottled water, which we felt they shouldn’t have because we ordered combos that was supposed to include drinks. We would have preferred soda, but the soda machines were broken.
The evening of the 6th we were to meet Lee to pick up the three male rats we adopted! We met her mother instead in Taco Bell’s parking lot. Because one of the dark rats turned out to be a hermaphrodite, they substituted him-her with a Dumbo rat. This worked out better because I think having two dark rats would have made them hard to tell apart.
I named the Dumbo rat Dumbo, the other dark one Burke as he was a Berkshire rat, and the Siamese rat Simon.
They were a little shyer than I expected them to be, but I planned to work with them and give them lots of love and attention.
Tom printed some brackets with the 3-D printer to make it easier to attach the baseboards we got to the legs of the couch in order to keep them from nesting underneath it when out and about.
Saw S on the 8th and as I told her, I almost wished I could see her every month for life since I always felt so much better afterwards. I knew I would probably always have a fear of medication in general, but it was nice that I could finally take the painkillers once again that I’d always taken for cramps and whatnot without fearing something bad would happen.
She began EMDR sessions on me and helped me to see that I wasn’t so weak and helpless after all (the day I was traumatized two years ago by the horrible reaction to the levothyroxine). I did manage to dial 911, and I did get the back door open as well.
Our ultimate goal was to make it less likely for me to panic in the future if something scary happened. She waved two fingers in front of my face as I saw done on some YouTube vids I’d checked out, only she moved them faster than I expected. Keeping my head still, she had me follow her fingers with my eyes. I found it much harder than I thought it would be to move my eyes so fast from side to side, so she switched to up and down. During those times I was supposed to think of a negative trait I believed I had at the time, then later a positive one. In between these hand movements, which would only last about 10 seconds, I was to walk myself through the horrible and terrifying event…
My heart suddenly booming in my chest.
Running out of the bedroom.
Running down the hall.
Fumbling with the new phone I wasn’t yet familiar with and hoping I could call 911.
Finally getting through to 911 despite how shaky my hands were.
Next… getting the back door open in case I didn’t survive until the paramedics arrived.
Stepping out of the house and into the carport, phone in hand, trying to remember the space number for the dispatcher.
Seeing a curious worker across the street glance at me through the Cyprus trees at the sound of my frantic voice.
Hearing the sound of the paramedics approaching.
Moving toward the end of the driveway.
Relief running through me as a young redheaded guy exited the passenger side of the fire truck.
A gurney wheeled from the back of the ambulance that was parked behind the fire truck.
The paramedics hooking me to a cardiogram.
Them assuring me that I didn’t accidently take a lethal dose of levothyroxine and that I didn’t have a heart attack…
Then we talked about how my fear ultimately ended up turning into confusion and then to anger, since it took me so long for my old team of doctors to give me any real information. In fact, they were so unhelpful that I got a new team of doctors. They explained what happened (pocket flares in the thyroid) and was given more helpful and effective solutions.
The left break light on the car went out as someone in the park told us, so we got it replaced.
A few days after the rats’ arrival they continued to be horribly and disappointingly shy. They let me handle them and they didn’t bite, so that much was good.
On the 10th we’d been in our house for 3 years.
On the 12th I got into it with Lee online about the rats. Like many people out there, she couldn’t handle people’s honesty very well if it wasn’t what she wanted to hear. But as I told her, having decided to speak up after all, the rats were incredibly skittish and I could’ve gotten the same thing or better for so much less at a pet store. The rats weren’t vicious, but they weren’t friendly. Burke was kind of loosening up a bit, but the other two still ran like we’re going to kill them.
Lee offered to buy back the rats, but Tom wanted to keep them. We tried to place Cappy, our older rat, in with the three newbies, but he tried to attack Burke, the dominant rat of the trio.
They added S11 of Criminal Minds on Netflix toward the middle of the month, so I was sure to catch it.
On the 13th my sore throat was back and I began to wonder if the special toothpaste I had ordered was the cause of it. I still believed the statins started my sore throat since I got it both times I took it, but wondered if it would have gone away had I not started using the toothpaste at the same time. Either way I was fed up with the medication drama and determined to take a break. Especially since no plaque had been found present in my arteries.
I briefly chatted with Virginia and gave her our new cell numbers.
I decided to rejoin Tumblr. I wanted a voice blog as well as another place to back certain things up at.
Saw S in the middle of the month and realized I had really, really come to like her. I began to wonder – and hope – if the feeling could possibly be mutual just based on not so much anything she said, but the way she said them and her body language.
I left her office that day determined to take back the park. My anxiety had stolen enough enjoyment from it, so I was determined to not let the thought of venturing out on my own scare me.
My periods continued to be highly erratic and I began to be harassed by Lee and her mother. Her mother proved to be batshit crazy with the long dramatic voice messages she left me threatening to take me to court for “slandering” them in my blog. She demanded my address so that they could serve a warrant for a seize and desist, etc. Oh, and as a disabled war vet I was triggering her PTSD and she needed to be medicated just like her autistic “child” that was really an adult with children of her own, as I would later learn. She tried to use her autism as a crutch and a weapon against me too, but that had nothing whatsoever to do with anything and I would never have even known she was autistic had they not chose to tell me.
I was also harassed and threatened via email by the daughter and on Facebook by Mommy Dearest. I was never worried, though. I knew I hadn’t broken any laws. All I’d done was piss them off by telling them things they didn’t want to hear.
On one of my evening walks, a guy on our street stopped me to ask if we’d seen his dog. This is the house that has a couple of young girls living in it that aren’t supposed to be there. He said it escaped out the doggy door, and I was thinking… a doggy door in a retirement community where dogs are supposed to be household pets only? When I said something about hoping the park didn’t catch him he looked horrified for a second.
For a while my dizziness eased up, which was a great relief to me, but then it slowly returned along with the fatigue.
Toward the end of the month I got some fun stuff from Amazon: A toe ring, a couple of swimsuits, a couple of necklaces, and a necklace holder.
Made a home video to share with Tammy. I also made a quick rat vid.
Two years ago I’d gotten 3 sets of scenic curtains. I hung a beach scene by the front door and a garden scene in the dining area. The forest scene never got hung anywhere until I decided to replace the sheer lace curtain in the laundry room for extra privacy. It looked awesome in there!
I’ve remained anxiety-free, but there’s no way to know how the EMDR is going to affect me unless something bad happens, but of course I don’t want anything bad to happen in the first place in order to find out.
Ordered an exercise skier so that it would be easier on my hip joints. Also, it’s quiet compared to the treadmill so I could watch TV and listen to audio books easier. I started Scream, though only 1 season was available at the time.
On the last day of the month we went to Goodwill. Got some incense and a cute squirrel figure to decorate the patio with.
Then we did something that felt sooo good! Yes, it felt so good to get it all out after 3 years of sitting back in silence. We finally voiced our opinion of life in our park in an anonymous survey.
As I learned the hard way from past experience… if you complain, people can’t handle it and they retaliate, no matter how legit and reasonable your complaint may be. This way I could let them know how sick I was of the constant landscaping sounds, especially in the winter. And finding kids in the pool after hours, along with the damn water outages as well. I left out the motorcycles and other loud traffic, wanting to address the most important issues.