“Less than stellar” is a pretty laid-back way to describe the day, which was rainy, chilly, and dreary; and I am still being dogged by this residual migraine and everything that comes with it… Day Three. But that wasn’t the least of it. I’m going to get all of the negativity out of the way first, in the order of an escalating stress factor, as indicated by the fading font color.
Before I do that, though, I wanted to say thank you for the comments on my last post. I genuinely appreciated each and every one of them.
Apparently, I am not meant to own Hunter wellies. One size is too big; the size below that is too small. Nice thought while it lasted, though. Oh, and my pleco died. Again. I am such a fish killer… but I didn’t do anything to him, I swear!!
My second grade is in. I am not happy. My mom wanted to know why I was carrying on so much, and when I told her, she informed me that “most people would kill for that grade.” I, of all people, should know this, since I spend all semester saying that I just want to pass. This is what we call a (failed) defense mechanism. I’m not killing myself all semester for an okay grade; I’m not even killing myself for a good grade. If I’m going to put effort into it, I expect perfection. Anything less, I consider a failure.
The results are back from my DEXA… and they are not good. I have osteoporosis. Again. For those who don’t know: I had osteoporosis a few years back, but managed to restore bone mass so that I had osteopenia when I had my last bone density scan, in 2007. I haven’t seen the report, but my endocrinologist tells me that I am in “the third standard deviation from the norm.” A standard deviation of -2.5 = diagnosis of osteoporosis, so while it could be much worse, I am not exactly jumping for joy over this news. More drugs! And he wants me to increase the amount of calcium supplements I’m taking. Because, you know, kidney stones are just what I need.
Romaine, garlic-roasted cauliflower (surprise!), chickpeas, beets. My dad loves it when I eat beets, because I give him the beet juice. As I say: better him than me. 😉 I’d rather eat beets than drink beet juice, is all.
Baked tofu (paprika, chili powder, garlic powder), green beans (garlic powder), winter squash (chili powder, paprika, cayenne pepper). It’s actually butternut squash, but it’s from a frozen box with a label reading “Cooked Winter Squash,” so there you have it. I quite liked it, even if it does remind me of my wisdom tooth extraction! And I guess there’s very little chance of my falling victim to a vampire, given my recent consumption of garlic.
I am, unsurprisingly, very very very very tired. It would totally suck to feel this way on my vacation, so I’m supposed to call my endocrinologist next week if it persists. Since sleep doesn’t seem to help anyway, instead of going to bed insanely early (to the tune of 8.00 PM), I am watching the two hour season finale of ANTM. Sorry for the disjointed nature of this post — I’m not only exhausted, but also kind of distracted!
Have a great Thursday.
“Fear always springs from ignorance.”
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
(Sorry, but I don’t agree with this one)