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November, 2008

  1. Hurry up! Wait!

    November 12, 2008 by Louise

    So I’m seeing a lot of doctors lately. The RE wanted me to see my family doctor to talk about some weird test results I got back. So. Here’s how that went today:
    First, as I said in my last post, they called to change my appointment from 11 am to 1:15 pm.
    Rob and I got to the dr’s office at 1:10.
    I stood in line at the receptionist’s desk for 15 minutes (there were two people ahead of me) waiting for the receptionist to get off the phone. And she wasn’t talking about important medical emergencies, either – she was talking about someone’s wedding shower that she was going to, or had been to, or something. Fine, fine. She got off the phone, it took 5 seconds for us all to tell her we were there and have her check us off on her list.
    Then I sat and waited… and waited… for an hour and a half. How long would most people wait around for a doctor’s appointment? I guess I’m just used to waiting, because you can’t just leave and have them see you another time – getting an appointment takes at least three weeks if not more, so you’re not going to waste one when you have one! Finally I was called into the little examination room which is adjacent to my doctor’s office. Where the doctor’s daughter was breastfeeding her baby. So I got to listen as, between each patient she saw, my doctor went in to say hi to her daughter and grandbaby, and spent 10 or so minutes with them.

    Suffice it to say, my 1:15 appointment was finally uhm… “consummated”? yeah, that’s REALLY not the right word. But anyway. At 3 pm.
    And the doctor just basically told me that it would probably help my liver if I lost weight, and that she’d try to get me an appointment with an internist about that, but it might be a year and a half before I saw her. Then I at least made something out of the appointment and had her refill a bunch of my prescriptions.

    Have any of you seen this? It’s funny, and I haven’t been lately:

    I love Buck.


  2. Positivity! Positivity!

    by Louise

    I had a doctor’s appointment today – and because the appointment was for 11:00am, I had to take the full day.

    How does that make sense?
    Well, the way my classes go, I teach my first four in the morning, between 8:53 am and 12:30 pm. Then my last two of the day between 1:20 and 3:10. So logically, since my appointment was at 11:00, I could just take the morning off, right? And be back for the afternoon? Yeah. Except. My doctor is never on time. Not ever. She has a lot of patients who show up for a five-minute appointment and spend half an hour. So even though my appointment was for 11, and I have to be there for 11, I probably wouldn’t get in to see her until 1:30 or so. Of course once I was in her office she’d have me there for as long as I wanted to be there… but yeah.

    Anyway. So there I was getting ready for my 11:00 appointment when I got a phone call from the medical centre. My doctor is running late, and they’ve changed my appointment to 1:15.

    Which means I’ll get in there around 3:00.

    Uch.

    Anyway. It annoys me that I have to “waste” one of my limited sick days on this… but I have to go, so I should stop complaining.


  3. WHAT HAVE I DONE?!

    November 11, 2008 by Louise

    So I just realized (well, actually a few hours ago) that I have some doctor stuff tomorrow and that means I need to book a sub and get lesson plans ready. It’s 8 pm. I have yet to go into the school. I’m so on the ball.

    Edited to add: Oh… done now. I was actually prepared for this whole week so it only took me about 5 minutes to get ready.


  4. Mission Accomplished

    by Louise

    Yesterday was Parent/Teacher interview day. For some reason this year instead of splitting it up into two days (afternoon Monday, evening Thursday) we decided to just do it all in one shot. This, of course, made for a super-long day – 8 am to 9 pm – but luckily they went quickly (10-minute time limit) and finished on time (there have been times in the past that I’ve been there til nearly 10 pm). Some of the other teachers went out to play pool afterward – I came home to my bed. Well, I came home to Rob and the sofa but eventually my bed was involved.
    Anyway! Today is Remembrance Day. And it’s 7 am, so I’m going to have a little lie-in.


  5. Our house runneth over

    November 9, 2008 by Louise

    Rob and I are both being driven crazy by how cluttery our kitchen is at the moment. I think there is very soon going to be a flurry of cleaning and getting rid of crap.

    Tomorrow is parent-teacher interview day. This means we are at work from 8:30 am – 9:30 pm. BUT! We get a half hour off for lunch and another half hour for supper. AND, we don’t get paid for the extra time! It’s pretty awesome.

    Tuesday is Remembrance Day, so we have the day off work. We’ll go to the memorial service in the morning, and then I’ll probably spend the day vegging out because I’ll maybe be tired.


  6. Saturday!

    November 8, 2008 by Louise

    Aaaah, weekend. I love weekends. Of course it’s a cold, foggy, rainy day that’s making me dream of Brazil vacation packages, but other than that it’s pretty great. I’ve spoken to a couple of people online who I don’t really get to talk to often. Now I’m going to take myself and my frozen feet off to a nice warm bubble bath. I’ll be bringing with me this book:

    … which is from a pretty good series. I’ve also been obsessively eating apples like crazy lately. Chomp chomp chomp!


  7. a mistake!

    by Louise

    If you follow my ‘blog on a reader or if you have one of those thingies that shows you whenever someone updates their blog, you might have noticed that I had put up a post last night, and then promptly took it down. No worries – it was a meme, but it involved photos, and somewhere between me writing it up and it being published the pictures all got messed up and they didn’t line up right. Should’ve bought them some travel insurance. I’ll possibly try it again later when Rob can help me out with it.


  8. Prop h8

    November 7, 2008 by Louise

    I know, I know, it’s not my country, so there are probably people who think that it’s not my place to talk about it (says the lady who posted about Obama the other day).
    I’m just home for lunch, and was perusing Perez (look, we all have our guilty pleasures!). He had a quote from Melissa Etheridge up, regarding the fact that 51% (maybe 52%? I’ve seen different numbers) of Californians voted against gay marriage. I figure since she *is* a US citizen, maybe her words are more appropriate here:

    “Okay. So Prop 8 passed. Alright, I get it. 51% of you think that I am a second class citizen. Alright then. So my wife, uh I mean, roommate? Girlfriend? Special lady friend? You are gonna have to help me here because I am not sure what to call her now. Anyways, she and I are not allowed the same right under the state constitution as any other citizen. Okay, so I am taking that to mean I do not have to pay my state taxes because I am not a full citizen. I mean that would just be wrong, to make someone pay taxes and not give them the same rights, sounds sort of like that taxation without representation thing from the history books.

    Okay, cool I don’t mean to get too personal here but there is a lot I can do with the extra half a million dollars that I will be keeping instead of handing it over to the state of California. Oh, and I am sure Ellen will be a little excited to keep her bazillion bucks that she pays in taxes too. Wow, come to think of it, there are quite a few of us fortunate gay folks that will be having some extra cash this year. What recession? We’re gay!

    Oh and too bad California, I know you were looking forward to the revenue from all of those extra marriages. I guess you will have to find some other way to get out of the budget trouble you are in.

    When did it become okay to legislate morality? I try to envision someone reading that legislation “eliminates the right” and then clicking yes. What goes through their mind? Was it the frightening commercial where the little girl comes home and says, “Hi mom, we learned about gays in class today” and then the mother gets that awful worried look and the scary music plays? Do they not know anyone who is gay? If they do, can they look them in the face and say “I believe you do not deserve the same rights as me”? Do they think that their children will never encounter a gay person? Do they think they will never have to explain the 20% of us who are gay and living and working side by side with all the citizens of California?

    I got news for them, someday your child is going to come home and ask you what a gay person is. Gay people are born everyday. You will never legislate that away.”

    I am so glad I live in a country where (almost, I’m sure there are exceptions, no one’s perfect) everyone is viewed as equal. Last weekend Rob and I saw a couple of our friends out at the mall. They are a gay couple. They’ve been together for going on 20 years, and when gay marriage passed in Canada, finally got married a couple of years ago. They were picking out crib bedding for their newborn daughter. And they are excellent parents.

    For the entire text of what Melissa wrote (the above was just an excerpt) click here.

    That is all.


  9. More embarassing stories.

    by Louise

    When we were in Newfoundland this summer, Rob’s mom told us that, as a joke, she was going to be buying one of these for her sister for Christmas. The bigger one. Even though it’s $3 more. It was funny. When we got home I told a few people I know about it, sending them the link and being like “ha ha ha ha”. And they were all like, “Ha ha ha ha!”

    The other day I was out with an older friend of the family, helping her to choose a compact flash card for her camera (she’s kind of technologically unadvanced and didn’t know that basically they’re all the same shape. She thought they’d all be different shapes and sizes and she wouldn’t know which to get). She’s been our neighbour for years – my parents’ neighbour, I should say, because I don’t live there anymore- and is probably around 65 or 70 years old.

    Anyway. Apparently word had gotten around about the vibrator, because right there in the middle of Wal Mart, she asked me if I knew how she could get one. For her back and neck. She didn’t know such a thing existed! And she kept saying “vibrator” really loudly (okay, in a normal conversational tone) and at one point this man just turned around and stared at us. She seriously just wants it for her neck and back. I don’t think she realizes it might have other uses. So she just kept saying it. Loud and proud.

    In the electronics aisle no less!


  10. Oh the shame of saying ‘nipple’ 10 times in one post.

    November 6, 2008 by Louise

    Folks, get out your digital cameras. Then look on your SD card and tell me what the weirdest picture you have is.
    You don’t HAVE to tell me but just… tell me, okay? Mine is a picture of an unknown nipple.
    It’s not MY nipple, because, well, I know my nipple. I know it’s not Rob’s nipple, either, because, again, I’d recognize Rob’s nipple. It’s a guy’s nipple. Whose nipple is it? The timestamp says it was taken sometime last May. I can barely remember yesterday; I certainly can’t remember photographing some random guy’s nipple. Rob, also, has no idea where it came from. It looks like the nipple owner was holding the camera at arm’s length and taking his own picture.
    My only theory is that one of my nephews did it as a joke (they’re weird that way). I’m not going to ask them if I could please see their nipples, though.