Thursday, June 30, 2011

2 o'clock in the morning...

Something freaky happened the other day.

Not the absurd or cool or coincidental kind of freaky, but the I-just-about-shit-my-pants kind of freaky.

I know I watch too much serial killer, sociopathic or just plain psychotic kind of TV and I have no

Monday, June 27, 2011

Worms Working Hard

Worms spend their days eating, pooping and procreating. Not a bad life if you ask me. And they have no brains.

But they are good for more than just fish bait.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

New Website...

I finally have a new website...I know you're thinking...but THIS is your website, and you'd be mostly right...but this is the place I spill my guts and say stupid shit and talk about weird things and then amid it all, sometimes I talk about writing and say something brilliant.

But my website is not about that...who wants to be brilliant on their website...most websites are boring, with nothing new to add...the blog is where the good stuff's at.

Anyway...check it It's colourful and sort of a finger paint kind of way.

Kind of like this blog...and you think I like pink, don't you?

Going to see a guy about some worms...

Tomorrow is the day...going to see the guy about the worms. Worm farming...should be an interesting field trip. Will post more on that tomorrow.

Friday, June 17, 2011

What's with doctors anyway? I've been having an ongoing female problem and finally managed to find a family doctor. I went in for the wonderful, annual check up, which I admit I hadn't had since October of 2008. Shame on me, I know. But it is what it is. So I went. And I dunno, call me weird but I find it completely unusual to go for more than a year and half with hardly a monthly visit to speak of. It's been there, just not much. And now in the last two months...spotting every bloody day. (no pun intended)

So I talk to the doctor about it and she her best "guess" is Polycystic Ovary Syndrome. I was sent for a whack of blood tests and then waited.

Okay that was a couple of weeks ago.

So today, I go to the doctor because I am also having a blood pressure problem. I think it has a name. Julianne. Anyway, since there is nothing I can about her...I have to do what I can to manage it. So I went in today, for what was only supposed to be a blood pressure check.

So she proceeds to tell me the results of my blood work and other tests. All clear. Whee...I don't have cancer, I don't have high cholesterol and my hormones are apparently normal. Everything...check, check, check.

But then...the results of the urine test. Here's how it went:

Doctor: Did you have any symptoms of a bladder infection?

Me: No.

Doctor: Period? Spotting?

Me: (seriously? can't you read the stupid screen in front of you. That's kind of why I came to you in the first place.) Hmm...spotting for almost 2 months now.

Doctor: Oh? (looks at the computer a little closer) Well I want you to go for another test but make sure you're not spotting.

What? Really? And if I could control that don't you think I would? Cause I have these wonderful powers of control over my body and hell, I am just here for shits and giggles.

And she still thinks it's POS but doesn't have any definitive proof to back it up. If the hormones are good and there are no cysts...then what? Is it still POS? Problem with doctors, we put too much fricking trust in their knowledge but just because they went to school for a hundred years and have a degree or two...doesn't mean they know everything.

Don't get me wrong...I get that doctors see hundreds of patients a week and it's virtually impossible to remember everybody. But...when the information is right in front of her...and she didn't even remember what I was there for in the first place. Blood pressure. Helloooo.

And I wonder, when a doctor gets back test results and something appears a little wonky, shouldn't they review the chart first to see if they can make any sense of the results before talking to the patient. Just a thought, so that they don't look like they don't really give a shit. Which for the most part, they probably don't.

Anyway, a few more tests to related to the above problem, one unrelated.

And that is that.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Worms, Worms, Worms

It's been raining again. For more than a day. The worms are going to be forced from the ground once again and will be found slithering for cover, hoping they don't get trampled by angry feet.

The last time it rained like this, after the rain, I went out for a walk and found myself stopping to admire the slithery beasts, even took a picture. Will add it if I can get it off my Blackberry.

And I am going to see a man about some worms.

Back to the research. I've been kind of putting this off because honestly it involves three things I really don't like.

Worms. Dirt. Garbage.

But it has to be done for the sake of Caleb and Abel and Daddy. I need to know just what's been happening on that farm. To do that...I must start with the worms.

So I called the only worm farm I could find in Calgary. Worms @ Work If you're in need of really good compost, contact them. See, I promised I would do some promotion for them. More to come, I am sure.

And I am going to see them on Monday. Toddler and all. Wearing anything but out best-dressed. It's going to be a field trip. And I suspect, the toddler in tow will be as terrified of worms as she has recently been about mosquitoes and any other small flying insects.

I was reading a book last night. Actually a couple of books so I don't remember if it was bird by bird by Anne Lamott or Writing from Life by Heather Robertson, but one of these ladies said when she does research for one project, often more comes out of that research. For example, I am researching worm farming for a story I am working on, but at the same time, I have now created two blog posts on worms, and there is the potential for an article for Suite 101 on the subject and the Calgary-based company.

A little research can go a long way.