The Hippie's Daughter

The ramblings of a twenty-something "independent young woman".

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Thyroiditis

God Damn. Can life ever get easy? Or at least less complicated?
So, yeah- went to the doctor's several weeks ago- baby (or lack there of stuff).
Got a call that my thyroid seemed off. Went to see my regular doctor. Got a referal to an endocronologist for OCTOBER???!!! So yeah, went on with my normal life. Started to get a sore throat this past weekend. Ignored it. Keep having it. Called the doctor on Tuesday. Went in. Found out that I have Thyroiditis. And the doctor told me that there were 3 possible causes:
1. Autoamune response (solution: ???)
2. Infected nodule (solution: remove nodule)
3. Thyroid Cancer (solution: WTF???)

So- here I am. Waiting. Suppose to have a scan of my thyroid soon (doctor said in the next few weeks)... got the scheduled date today- August 23???? Um. No. Just talked to the doctor's office. Hopefully it will all be fixed very, very soon. I am sick of feeling like I have strep throat.

Friday, July 20, 2007

My Review of TICKLE ME FREUD

Originally submitted at UncommonGoods

Tickle Freud and he lets his suppressed laughter burst out in a giant Freudian slip of hilarity. In fact his whole body has been known to shake in the throes of scarcely controllable laughter. A little psychoanalysis will reveal that he is particularly ticklish toward his feet. Imported. click he...


Perfect Gift

By Erin Alanna from Amesbury, MA on 7/20/2007

 

5out of 5

Pros: Durable, Attractive Design, Cute, Funny

Best Uses: Decoration

Describe Yourself: Practical, Bargain Hunter

Tickle Me Freud made the perfect gift for my father who is a Psychologist. All of his friends found it wonderful!

(legalese)

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Thoughts induced by a hangover.

It constantly amazes me that I am actually an adult. I mean, I have a husband, a house, a car, and a job- and if all works out eventully a child. I mean, who would allow ME to raise a child? I don't feel like I am old enough or mature enough, or level-minded enough to raise a kid. Some days, okay most days, I feel scarcely older than a child. Then life hits me and I realize that I am an adult. I do take charge of problems and solve them. I don't really know what to do with myself these days however. So many of these days pass and I don't really like myself. I am constantly disapointed in myself- constantly at odds with who I am and what the world sees of me. I question myself- am I good enough? Am I smart enough? Am I a good friend? Thin enough? Kind enough? Sexy enough? Not a bitch, brat, spoiled, or pissy? I wonder if sometimes the reason I am not getting pregnant is because of something I did? Or said? or thought? Is it because that omnicient being "up there" doesn't want me to have kids? Or is it just that I havn't given it enough time... that time will heal all wounds? Damn that Catholic Guilt crap.

Monday, July 02, 2007

The update

Good God- When life gets busy it seems the first thing to go is your own interests and fun.
Where to start??? Well since I last wrote we moved. We are now living with Grandma. It's a trip. She is sweet, but at times it can drive a person slightly batty. We are actually having a housewarming- good god we survived another year of married life- party. Come if you know me in real life. July 14th. Good times.
My dad had surgery on his eye and has officially retired. I wish my mom all the luck in the world (I guess we can all understand why she says she is working for at least another 5 years!!!).

Oh and the scary (to me) news- I have to go to see a RE because it looks like I am not ovulating. I guess that puts a crimp in the getting pregnant shit huh? It is hard- I am far to much of a control freak and perfectionist for this. So far I have stayed healthy- I'm eating... in fact perhaps too well... lots of shit and junk. It makes me feel better. Ironic isn't it- the first time the recoving anorexic solves her control issues with candy. Hmmmm.... wonder what the behavioral therapist would think of that?

Guess I should go to bed. Not to tired. Actually quite anxious over the appointment tomorrow. Not happy that C can't come with me. Damn jobs. They seem to get in the way of everything!!!