Random Thursday Ramble
My head is confused this week. I can’t seem to wrap my brain around anything, or get anything accomplished. Perhaps spewing all the nonsense I am able to share will help me get my thoughts in order.
Mommymobile – Still have it. This is the price I pay for not paying full price for repairs to my own car I guess. Nice that my Mom doesn’t mind (too much) lending me her vehicle for all this time. I actually really like driving it. It’s a Mercury Mariner, and it’s only a year or two old, unlike my ancient (circa 2000) Kia Sportage. I will miss the mommymobile when I have to return it, as the sensation of having my buttocks gently warmed as I drive to work in the morning is not entirely unpleasant. Kia doesn’t care if my buttocks remain cold.
I also like her sassy sunroof, which allows me to have fresh air in the city w/o feeling like I am going to get carjacked if I don’t pay attention to my open window. I don’t like her gas mileage, which is the suck, or how the car leaps forward when I take off from stop signs, making me peel out and sound as if I am a 17 year old boy with a really small penis.
It kinda makes me want to buy a new car, but then I remember how nice it is to have no car payment, and not to worry that anyone will want to steal my own POS car, and I resign myself to however many years la Kialissima has left in it. One thing that I’ve really been enjoying is my Mom’s car stereo, which actually plays real CDs (mine gave that up years ago) and has an excellent speaker system. What’s been driving me nuts though is that when I come off the highway and brake hard I would swear that the volume auto-lowers itself. It’s happened enough times that I don’t think it’s my imagination. I asked my Mom about it, but apparently she doesn’t listen to KMOX loud enough to trigger the stereo turning itself down when she brakes. This morning as I was cycling through some options on the stereo I saw something to do with “brake volume seven” and I think I am NOT crazy, there’s some kind of built-in system for monitoring your speed which assumes I want to lower my volume when i am not on the highway. Has anyone ever heard of such a feature?
Industrial Music – Been listening to a lot more industrial stuff lately, which I enjoy, but I have to laugh and wonder at the names. Why do all of these bands have to be called things like “ChristFuck” and “SkullFuck” and have songs like “Wreath of Barbs” and “Flesh Harvest”? It just makes me laugh. I guess they have to call themselves something, and fluffyBunnyBrains wouldn’t work, but it’s really kind of silly. And this morning I was listening to something on last.fm, the other main listener of which was called “Candy_Slutfuck.” I mean really.
My Job – It sucks. It makes me cry, it makes me crazy, it stops me sleeping. My boss can literally not remember what I have told him from minute to minute. He keeps asking me what I am doing WRT to projects he’s been fully briefed on, in writing, but has totally forgotten. He keeps assigning my dept. new shit b/c he doesn’t remember the old shit he told us to do, and he forgets all the old stuff so never wants results. This means pretty much 90% of my work day is spent composing reports about things that I know he’s already forgotten about and will never care to see. For someone with my practical, results-oriented, allergic-to-time-wasting nature, this is absolute torture. Something has to change.
My Foot – It hurts, I can’t walk, all my shoes hurt me, it sucks. Wearing shoes that don’t put pressure on my broken foot means that my plantar fasciitis has now flared up in the other foot which means I can barely walk on either leg, I can’t do any exercise which is making me exhausted, and the whole thing is fucking depressing.
People - I am having a love/hate thing with people right now. I don’t want to stay home, I don’t want to not do anything, but I am also not in a very patient frame of mind, so I don’t want to inflict that on anyone either. I feel like I am going to freak out on someone, or just have a total meltdown. Dear everyone: I apologize in advance for that shit.
Why my endocrinologist sucks ass – I called him last Wednesday to ask him about my prescription. He’d lowered one of my medications from 2000mg/day to 1500mg day, and I hadn’t noticed until I got home. I assumed he had a reason to do that, so I just took the new amount. Six weeks in and I have full-on return of a lot of my symptoms. (Hi! I am totally broken-out and enraged, anyone notice?) Anyway, it took him SIX DAYS to return my call. Six days to answer a question about a prescription. And when he called he didn’t know what I wanted to ask him, just “had a message to call me.” I explained and he said “Oh no, 1500mg isn’t enough! You need to take 2000mg!” Jeez, thanks for that, glad your medical degree helps you determine such things, shitwit. He called in a new prescription for me, didn’t say he was sorry, didn’t say anything about the fact that he totally has (however inadvertently) totally fucked with my body systems for no reason for the last 6 weeks – didn’t even explain why he needs a week to return a patient phone call – nothing. Just phoned in the new prescription, and bye!
This guy, who I have been seeing since November, has never once asked me to go in for blood work. My old endocrinologist insisted that I have blood work done every three months. This guy could give a shit. I need a new doctor. I am also possibly going to write my insurance company to complain about this incompetent bastard.
This on top of old “ohyourfoot’snotbroken” guy makes me think all doctors have possibly just wandered in off the street and donned white coats. They have no idea WTH they’re doing.
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I had previously been told of a similar automatic control in some convertibles: it turns the volume up when the top is down, and turns the volume down when the top is put back up. As a convertible owner, this makes a lot of sense to me and I wish my car had that feature, but it doesn’t.
It makes sense that there would be a similar automatic control to compensate for greater road noise, wind noise, etc. at higher speeds, and reduced ambient noise at lower speeds. Lowering the volume may not be triggered by your brakes per se, but by your reduction in speed. Although I could be wrong. It might also be that if you’re breaking hard enough, it might be a safety feature in that the control assumes you are having an accident, or trying to avoid one, and turns down the stereo so you aren’t distracted by it, or prevented from hearing all the screaming.
I’m sorry to hear about the job and the health problems.
As for your doctor: Wow, he misprescribes your medication dosage, with an observable impact on your health, and takes six days to return a phone call about it? Next time you have to call him, maybe you should slip some key words into your message, maybe along the lines of “malpractice suit.” See whether he gets that specific bit of information and responds more quickly.