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This gets filed under “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me”.

I can not believe I just read this:

No world leader has done more for global health than President Bush,” Warren said. “The President’s Emergency Plan for AIDS Relief [PEPFAR] has saved millions of lives in the past five years, so it is fitting that he be awarded the first ‘International Medal of PEACE.’

Way to set the bar, folks.

h/t to Pam’s House Blend.

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The wonders of patient care…

Yesterday I am pretty sure that the doctor I met for the first time is the fifth Primary Care Manager I have been assigned in the last three years, and I have seen at least three doctors who were not my PCM out of necessity during that time.  During that same period of time I have also seen two Psychologists and one Psychiatrist, two Neurologists, a Rheumatologist, a combination Chiropractor/Kinesiologist, Physical therapist, and a number of doctors as part of a team in a Chronic Pain Clinic.

But as far as PCMs go I see the same one maybe twice before being shuffled off to another doctor.

When I met Dr. W yesterday, the first thing he told me is that he doesn’t really treat chronic pain patients, but from looking at my record he could tell that wouldn’t be new information to me.  He can tell from my record that I am frequently shuffled from provider to provider.  He said it looks to him as though I am being shuffled on purpose to make me look like a drug seeker, which is funny, b/c I will rarely allow a doctor to give me narcotic pain medication.  Normally I will tough through it as best as I can, much to the dismay of my loved ones.  I am not surprised by this information, b/c the last doctor I went to desperately in need of help did in fact treat me like a drug seeker, only to apologize to me later.  Dr. W felt sorry for me, seeing that I can’t seem to get constant care.  He wanted to know why I wasn’t in the Pain Clinic, which I informed him is only for active duty personnel, and I am no longer that.  He wanted to know why I wasn’t in physical therapy, and when I explained that all the other doctors seem to want to pump me full of anti depressants and shuffle me off to Psych, he said that made sense, and that he was sorry.

Then he listened.

He listened when I told him there is nothing wrong w/ my mood, except that being in pain all the time pisses me off, but that I don’t see any benefit from anti depressant therapy, so I am disinclined to continue that course.  He understood.

So, we are back at square one w/ meds for migraines (actually, yay!), labs (oh how I love labs), and a promise to follow up in a week.  Oh, and I get to go see the same Rheumatologist who told me I have fibromyalgia but who made sure to not put it in my Navy med board so that I couldn’t get any benefit from the Navy for it.

So here we go again.  The only difference is that this time, I seem to have a doc who will listen.

I am not holding my breath.

i am NOT for sale, FYI!

it is no surprise that Myspace and Facebook are not overly progressive or that they frequently have questionable or even outright offensive things on them.  i do a pretty good job of avoiding most of it, but some is the advertisements (in my south Canadian accent that is “ad VERT is ment”) are unavoidable, like the wretched bridal ads that i mentioned yesterday, or the disgusting “Sexy Politics“, as mentioned at Feminsting recently.

but my biggest annoyance isn’t the advertisements.  it happens to be a new application that has taken social websites by storm.  it is the “Friends for Sale” or other similar and similarly named applications.  the premise is exactly what it sounds like, you auction your friends off, buy them from each other, and claim them as your “pets”.  the application also sends out messages to your friends telling them just how much you “paid” for them, and invites you to “see how much you are worth.

from Myspace:

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and from Facebook:

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See?  how much fun is that?  let’s pretend that our friends are objects that we can buy and sell for our amusement!  there is absolutely no problem w/ treating people like property and stripping them of their own autonomy.  is there?  if you think there is something wrong w/ that, then you must just not have a fucking sense of humor!  b/c buying and selling your friends is the bees knees!

get it?  GET IT?

i don’t have tolerance for treating people as objects for fun and amusement.  it is not funny to buy and sell people.  i routinely ignore them, but i am pretty much thinking that i need to be more vocal about my disapproval of such things.  i am starting w/ this blog post.

not funny, Myspace and Facebook.  not in the least.

but i guess i am just another humorless bitch, aren’t i?

i’ve been paying attention…

really, i have.

 

in the events of the last few weeks the controversy of the feminist blogosphere could not escape my attention.  it is on pretty much every blog i read almost daily.  it has both snapped me to attention and overwhelmed me.

and i haven’t written one word about it.  not one.

partly b/c i don’t know how. (more…)

monday monty moment- i am pissed at wordpress edition

UPDATE: i have managed to figure it out.  FTR, the info in the forums is not clear.  apparently i am going to spend my spare time learning html, which is one reason i no longer use the apple host.

however, at least the formatting of paragraphs seems to be fixed.

 

i am really really really pissed right now that i can’t run my blog the way i want.

thanks, WordPress.

i didn’t realize i had to have a degree in html to use this.  everyone told me it was so much easier to use.

 

a heads up would have been nice, along w/ the option to use the old version until you worked out the bugs.

gah!

*headdesk*

anyway, enjoy what was supposed to be the “new mascot edition” of random babble’s monday monty moment.
 

home front babbling…

well…it was bound to happen.  i have tired of my car trying to kill me.  the amount of work that it will take to get it in satisfactory working order is not worth it to me.  i have apparently been bitching about this for long enough that the Guy has decided that we need to seek out alternatives.

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i write letters, too

Dear Senator David Vitter, Wendy Wright, and all the Democrats who voted to approve the Vitter Amendment

Fuck you.

No, really.

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