I haven’t felt very well lately, but I’ve tried to keep my whining to a minimum. I didn’t really talk much to my parents this weekend about how sick I was feeling, because a whiny daughter isn’t really something that I thought they would appreciate. Besides, what could they have done? Nothing, except maybe send me to the ER, and the ER isn’t exactly a place I enjoy being. I don’t enjoy being at any doctor offices really, though. (I doubt anyone does, except maybe doctors and sadistic folks.)
So, I may try to see my family doctor this week, but I have a feeling that she’ll be a bit dismissive—suggesting things like ibuprofen (can’t take), eating high fiber diets (which doesn’t generally help), and losing weight (but not having an idea how I can do this with no major risk to my clumsy/death-wishing body). She will mean well, telling me that when my sinuses are easily clogged that I should use the sinus rinse more often; she will fail to realize that the sinus rinse tends to make me feel worse. She will say that I should take something in the triptan family for my migraines, and will not understand how I can’t do that and can’t do the ergotamine versions of the migraine meds either. Basically, it won’t do any good for me to see her.
Oh, I forgot to mention what I’d gotten for Christmas.
From my parents:
- An 8GB SD card
- Plush Blanket (from Target, I think—-don’t really care as long as it’s soft and warm)
According to the phone call from my Nana, I got the following from my aunt & uncle, cousin & his wife, and from her:
- A $15 Gift Card for iTunes—so expect new tunes to be displayed on my last.fm soon
- Dear John Blu-Ray
- Inception Blu-Ray
Not too bad. It was the first year, though, that I didn’t get a teddy bear or stuffed animal. That was a bit of a bummer, but I know that they can be expensive and I’m probably too old to get them. I’m thankful for what I did get. I hope that my family can stop having holidays where things go completely awry, though.