Men and Kleenex

What is it with men and Kleenex? Why do most men refuse to blow their nose and instead snort and grunt like pigs in heat? I work in an enclosed area with up to 10 other people and there is nothing quite as disturbing to my productivity as the random snorting of someone whose parents failed to teach them to blow their nose or who failed to make their teachings stick.

Unlike the steady drip of a leaking faucet, the random snorts are like drive by gun fire. There is no telling when the next loud inhalation of copious amounts of phlegm will occur, so each blast catches one off guard. Some minorities appear to be less inclined to teach their children how to blow their noses. I have seen instances where a grown adult, given a tissue, will gently dab at their obviously dripping appendage and then proceed to snort loudly. I don't complain at first, I simply offer the offender a tissue and gently suggest they need to blow. If I didn't supply a tissue I would have no right to complain. One of the first things I do at a new project is to procure a box of Kleenex for the room, out of my own pocket if necessary, as I understand some people consider Kleenex a luxury item that is outside their normal budget.

Grown adults should know better. I blame the parents for this.

All things considered

All things considered, my parents are doing pretty damned good. I left for work on Monday and offered to come back but was told they would do ok. Mom seems to be in great spirits and said she did not need my help but appreciated the offer. I will be out there next weekend for Easter.

I cannot wait for the roomie to move out as the happy couple is annoying. I never see them, but the fact that I never know if they are here or not creeps me out. The fact that they have been nibbling away at my food irritates the hell out of me. My sugar free chocolate syrup appears to be awol. Considering I planned to try and make a cherry mocha for breakfast pissed me off. Anyone who knows me and loves me anyways knows that messing with my chocolate or coffee is not a safe or sane move!

Two Words...

Morphine drip. Mom bounced herself out of the hospital on Saturday, so the hospital played along and discharged her. She was sent home with an auto-drip pain med dispenser plugged into her chest. The machine purred like a cat and we both chuckled each time it went off. I called mom the other day, after the machine had run out and she had taken the tube out, and she seems to be doing very well, all things considered. Mom claims she is not in a great deal of pain, but after giving birth 7 times, her threshold for pain might be higher then normal.

Moving and bruising

The current roomie, who appears to have moved her "fiance" into her room, cannot move out soon enough! I never know if she is home and someone left 5 empty boxes of crackers in the pantry. Nuf said.

Mom goes in for surgery tomorrow, so happy thoughts. I will head out to Narnia, again, tomorrow and plan to stay as long as needed.

I am at the acupunturist as I type. It seems to be working, but I have to warn people that it is like finding a doctor or dentist. If it doesn't feel right, stop going and find someone you like and trust. I went to a local gal while in Naperville who gave me the heebie jeebies and didn't appear to listen to a word I said. I am back at the acupuntcure school where the treatments are free if you have a few hours to wait.

I am alive!

I love when your friends call to check on you to make sure you are still alive. Some call to keep in contact, some call to make sure things are going ok, and some just call wanting to know when I am cooking dinner at home again...LOL

For those who did not hear, dad was in the hospital last week and mom left for Rome on Friday. So, my original plans to just spend the weekend with dad getting him set up with meals for the week became an extended stay at camp grandma's. I arrived Friday after work and Miss Kitty joined us on Saturday. Mom is due home Saturday and I will go home for the week to come back next week after mom is out of surgery.

For those of you who asked, YES, it appears the acupuncture worked for the hot flashes!!! I had gone in twice a week for 2 weeks and then one treatment the following week. I was also given some herbs to take. About 2 weeks after my last treatment, the hot flashes started to come back with a vengeance. Anyone who says that hot flashes are just in your head or are, "Not a big deal" has never had a hot flash from HELL. I refer to them as debilitating and did not fully realize how much they bothered me until I was able to get them to go away for a few days.

I have decided that acupuncture is like massage or psychotherapy, it takes more then one dose and you have to keep going. I have also decided that acupuncture is like pain meds. You may not be fully aware that it is working, but you sure as hell know when it starts to wear off and the symptoms start to return!