On The Lupie Side Of The Street

No, I have not been around coughing Mexican pigs. But that's the question that my rheumatologist asked me upon finding out that I have had a fever and sore throat as of lately. I suppose it would have been more professional if he asked "Have you been around persons who have been diagnosed with the H1N1 virus?" My doctor has the oddest ways of phrasing questions and I can't help but to find them hilarious. A few months back I was having all sorts of heart problems. When we couldn't figure out why he asked me the following: "Have you been snorting copious amounts of cocaine and drinking a venti latte all while running a marathon?" Of course my answer was no. I love the word copious in that question, it made the sentence that much better.

So right now I am in the process of trying to figure out how I am going to keep my current insurance after I'm 25. Now I'm not positive but my Mom thinks all they might need is for my doctors to fax the company my records. For a while there, we thought I was going to have to go on disability and go through that hassle. I'm against disability for myself, let me tell you why. I may be dead dog tired most days, but I don't see myself as disabled. I may hurt so much that I can't get out of bed, but I don't see myself as disabled. I may have fevers that try and take me out for the count, but I don't see myself as disabled. I feel I would be abusing the system by going on disability. I don't deserve disability anymore than someone who has a paper cut.

I want to work, I want to be self sufficient, I want to be a decent, productive human being. But if attempting to get on disability is the only way I can stay on my Mom's insurance, I don't have a choice. I cannot afford my own insurance plan and there is no way my Mom could help with the financial side of it. Having my own plan also may cause me to switch doctors, which I don't want to do. I love my doctors and nurses. They have all been fabulous to me and done nothing but help me to feel better! So I need y'all to hope, pray, jump backwards, do what you got to do to make it work that I am able to stay on my Mom's plan without going on disability.

In other news, I'm absolutely enthralled that so many people are reading my blog. It makes me feel like I have a voice and that maybe my blog is helping someone? Or at least it gives those around me a glimpse into my life. I'm just thrilled to have an audience. Oh, and I've definitely gained weight, I'm up to 101 according to the lovely scale at the doctor's office. I know it's a good thing for me to weigh this much, but I feel fat. I feel really fat and dumpy. I think I need to upgrade my lazy walking to speed walking. I would love to take up yoga but I have no where to start. One of these days I'm going to get a Wii and a Wii Fit so I can have fun exercise time! But that's going to be a year or more from now, I have a lot of expenses I need to focus on for now.

I'm probably going to go job hunting again tomorrow, at least online. I am currently in the process of turning my sister's room into a craft room. It's taking some time and a lot of cleaning supplies. My sister's room hasn't exactly been known for it's cleanliness. No offense sissy, and you also have about 2 bags of stuff you need to pick up. Old computer stuff, APO junk, other randomness that you can stuff your apartment with. I would love to eventually paint Lindsay's room a darker color, just like my room. Of course that is up to my Mom but my sister's room needs it just like my room needed it.

Well, I just finished a lovely lunch of baked salmon, brown rice, and edamame. I need to brush my teeth and then continue with the cleaning festivities. And Gmail is acting screwy with me again!