Hi ya’ll!!!
I just got home from the doctor’s office and I have my new medicine. At least I THINK it’s medicine, it could be a placebo. My doctor suggested that I would be a good candidate for an experimental drug study. So I figured, “What the heck?” It’s certainly worth a try. The tumor is in a place that can't be operated upon so this medicine is about all that's left to try. Oh well, I hate talking about that so I'll drop it for now. But the study thing is pretty neat...I'm glad that they accepted me.
I had no idea how much was involved in this study! I have a machine that is hooked up to a phone line and it has a thing that you keep on the modem but you can take it out and go places with it. It asks you questions and dings when you have to do certain things. It’s too much to explain here but I received my lesson in working it this morning.
OK then…do you remember the SMOD where I told you that the dumbest things happen to me? Well, I have another dumb thing to go along with my spider bite…an annoying pimple IN my nose. Why me? Of all the noses in the world, why did that pimple have to choose mine to live in? Well anyway, it hasn’t swollen much but I could be wrong…the swelling from the spider bite is on that side as well so maybe the nozit (nose + zit= nozit) is swollen but the spider bite swelling is hiding the nozit swelling.
At my age, zits should no longer be an issue. Most women my age are using Oil of Olay and here I am…still in need of Clearasil. That’s SO annoying! Oh well, maybe some day I’ll have to worry about wrinkles…but for now I’m still struggling with pimples.
Rick used to have a recurring nozit, but it was on the outside of his nose, not the inside. Every few weeks he would have a Bozo nose from that stupid zit. I spoke to him last night but I didn’t ask him about his nozit…he was busy telling me about his new grandson. That makes 2 grandchildren for him. I have 2 as well (one is biologically mine, the other is her brother and his father bolted before the baby was born so we were lucky enough to “adopt” him as our own. If we were still together, we would have 4 grandchildren! Talk about feeling old!
I told William how lucky he was…he got a son for free! And what a lovely little boy he is. He’s as smart as a whip (not that whips are particularly smart) and that sweet little boy just loves his Daddy! My son pays child support for his daughter of course, but the son is free except for the stuff we choose to get for him.
I don’t know how a father could just walk away from their child, I never have understood that one. This little boy is so precious and the biological father will never know what he’s missing. I won’t complain though…if he had stayed we wouldn’t have the little guy and that would be awful.
I’m so proud of my son. Not only is he a wonderful father to his daughter…he is a great father to that wonderful little boy. When they’re together, you would never know that my son isn’t his real father. Actually, my son IS his REAL father…the other guy is nothing more than a sperm donor.
Of course, my son had 2 great step fathers who taught him well. Both of them weren’t much in the way of husband material…but as fathers go, they were pretty good. I can’t complain about that. Actually…I COULD…but it wouldn’t be the truth.
Well, somehow my house is a mess again. I don’t understand how it gets so bad…it’s just me with a smattering of William here and there. And another thing I don’t understand…those damned DIRTY DISHES!!! I buy paper plates, cups and plastic eating utensils…yet somehow my sink seems to be full of dishes all the time.
OOOOOHHH! I just had déjà vu…again!
Well, considering the state of affairs in my kitchen…I believe that it is time for me to get off my skinny butt and clean the house. When I’m done, I’ll make another SMOD for you guys.
Have a good afternoon and I’ll be back later!
Meg
I just got home from the doctor’s office and I have my new medicine. At least I THINK it’s medicine, it could be a placebo. My doctor suggested that I would be a good candidate for an experimental drug study. So I figured, “What the heck?” It’s certainly worth a try. The tumor is in a place that can't be operated upon so this medicine is about all that's left to try. Oh well, I hate talking about that so I'll drop it for now. But the study thing is pretty neat...I'm glad that they accepted me.
I had no idea how much was involved in this study! I have a machine that is hooked up to a phone line and it has a thing that you keep on the modem but you can take it out and go places with it. It asks you questions and dings when you have to do certain things. It’s too much to explain here but I received my lesson in working it this morning.
OK then…do you remember the SMOD where I told you that the dumbest things happen to me? Well, I have another dumb thing to go along with my spider bite…an annoying pimple IN my nose. Why me? Of all the noses in the world, why did that pimple have to choose mine to live in? Well anyway, it hasn’t swollen much but I could be wrong…the swelling from the spider bite is on that side as well so maybe the nozit (nose + zit= nozit) is swollen but the spider bite swelling is hiding the nozit swelling.
At my age, zits should no longer be an issue. Most women my age are using Oil of Olay and here I am…still in need of Clearasil. That’s SO annoying! Oh well, maybe some day I’ll have to worry about wrinkles…but for now I’m still struggling with pimples.
Rick used to have a recurring nozit, but it was on the outside of his nose, not the inside. Every few weeks he would have a Bozo nose from that stupid zit. I spoke to him last night but I didn’t ask him about his nozit…he was busy telling me about his new grandson. That makes 2 grandchildren for him. I have 2 as well (one is biologically mine, the other is her brother and his father bolted before the baby was born so we were lucky enough to “adopt” him as our own. If we were still together, we would have 4 grandchildren! Talk about feeling old!
I told William how lucky he was…he got a son for free! And what a lovely little boy he is. He’s as smart as a whip (not that whips are particularly smart) and that sweet little boy just loves his Daddy! My son pays child support for his daughter of course, but the son is free except for the stuff we choose to get for him.
I don’t know how a father could just walk away from their child, I never have understood that one. This little boy is so precious and the biological father will never know what he’s missing. I won’t complain though…if he had stayed we wouldn’t have the little guy and that would be awful.
I’m so proud of my son. Not only is he a wonderful father to his daughter…he is a great father to that wonderful little boy. When they’re together, you would never know that my son isn’t his real father. Actually, my son IS his REAL father…the other guy is nothing more than a sperm donor.
Of course, my son had 2 great step fathers who taught him well. Both of them weren’t much in the way of husband material…but as fathers go, they were pretty good. I can’t complain about that. Actually…I COULD…but it wouldn’t be the truth.
Well, somehow my house is a mess again. I don’t understand how it gets so bad…it’s just me with a smattering of William here and there. And another thing I don’t understand…those damned DIRTY DISHES!!! I buy paper plates, cups and plastic eating utensils…yet somehow my sink seems to be full of dishes all the time.
OOOOOHHH! I just had déjà vu…again!
Well, considering the state of affairs in my kitchen…I believe that it is time for me to get off my skinny butt and clean the house. When I’m done, I’ll make another SMOD for you guys.
Have a good afternoon and I’ll be back later!
Meg
posted by Meg Kelso | 11:11 AM
6 Comments:
Don't feel bad. I'm on Clindagel (since the first thing they gave me made my face melt off) and differin.
And I can beat you - I had one IN MY EAR!!! I swore it was a tick. It was the single most painful thing ever. I've had one in my nose before...it hurts too.
I have more acne now than I did as a teenager. The doc says it's a combination of my polycystic ovarian syndrome and peri-menopause. Yeah, it's great to be a woman.
Also, be VERY careful of the nozit. My brother had one in March, which he popped. It got sore, so he put himself on 2 different antibiotics. (he's a doctor) Well, neither worked, so he ended up in the hospital with a staph infection which had to be treated by an infectious disease doctor with an antibiotic that is apparently the Lexus of antibiotics. He was in there for a week, and said he was in the worst pain of his life. They were worried about the infection being so close to the brain. The whole side of his face blew up like 3 times the normal size..it was frightening! BE CAREFUL!
YIKES! How in the hell did he pop a zit INSIDE of his nose? That never occurred to me. Ick, ick, ick!
I JUST told my son what your brother did and he said, "I stabbed mine with a tack." I had no clue that my kid was stabbing himself in the nozit!
Is that a man thing?
Your brother is lucky that he didn't get staph in his blood. That's the single most prevalent nosocomial micro-organism that there is.
(Nosocomial means an infection that is acquired in the hospital, not nozit causing bug)
Well, me and my nozit will be fine...I don't stick sharp objects up my nose.
:):):)
OH...Eliza...
...I can imagine that an earzit would hurt. Jeez, I didn't even know that was an option! Anyway, you're right...this sucker is quite sore.
I'm just putting warm compresses on my nose...I can't get one UP it.
:(
I don't know how he popped it, but he did. And you'd think he'd know better...the dude is a doctor, for cryin out loud. It's gotta be a man thing!
Meg? Get one of those Vick's things for the shower, stick it in a bowl of boiling water, stick a towel over your head and over the bowl of boiling water, inhale through nose. The eucalyptus and menthol will dry that puppy right up...and it's good for your skin too
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