you take a nice, gloriously relaxing shower, get out and pull on nice warm pajamas, and after an hour realize you shaved only one leg?
Story of my life.
Archive for January, 2009
My doctor thinks I’m insane, but that’s okay because I am a little bananas.
January 7, 2009I waited for nearly an hour to see this new doctor, playing an endless number of Solitaire games on my trusty iPhone and coming thisclose to yelling at the receptionist and walking out the door. The nurse finally came to get me, who was pleasant enough to make me forget about badmouthing the new doctor all around town. She took my still skyrocketed blood pressure, weighed me, told me I was underweight even though I eat more than any girl I know, and then told me to wait for the doctor.
RAWR. The new doctor finally came into the exam room fifteen minutes after that. We had a conversation about how I’m pretty sure I’m dying, and she decided to put me on a new medication. Ten minutes after explaining what that medication would be, she mentions…
“So, your family doesn’t have a history of blood clots, right?”
“Right. OH YEAH, I forgot about that. My mom’s whole side of the family has this Factor X Deficiency, so I probably have it too. So I can’t go on that medication. I forgot.”
“Factor X? You mean Factor 5?”
“No… I’m pretty sure it’s Factor X.”
“Hmm… I’ve never heard of that before. Have you been tested for it?”
“Well, no. Not yet.”
“Okay, well I’ll send in this script for the medication anyway to the pharmacy, just don’t take it yet until you’ve been tested. And if you have this blood clotting disorder…”
“I know; I shouldn’t take it. My mom said it could increase the risk of blood clots.”
“Yeah. So come in in three months and we’ll see what’s going on.”
She left the exam room, and I pulled my coat on and then left too. I heard her down the hallway saying, “she says her mom has this Factor X Deficiency… have you ever heard of that??”
Giggle giggle. I knew I was right; my mom, her four brothers and sisters, and her parents all have/had Factor X Deficiency. THAT IS WHAT IT’S CALLED. It was my fault though that she spieled on for a good ten minutes about the medication that I actually might not be able to take. I bet I’ll be the office gossip there all day… “Yeah, this insane girl came to see me today and kept forgetting to tell me IMPORTANT PIECES OF INFORMATION!”
I wrote down those important things to tell her, but I left the piece of paper at home this morning.
SEE TORI, I TOLD YOU I WAS FORGETTING SOMETHING!!!
—Edited to add: Yeah, I was wrong. It’s Factor V Leiden Deficiency that my family has. Damn. Damn you, Google, for leading me on.
Western Kansas
January 5, 2009Kansas has gotten its reputation because of the west part of the state. There are abandoned towns, vast amounts of land, and roads that go on for miles out there. The land is flat flat flat, sprinkled with dozens of shiny silver windmills and a house here and there. Most people seem to think that because there aren’t a lot of material things to look at, that it’s boring out there.
I’m in the minority, with the few that think western Kansas is beautiful. Sure, there’s not that much to look at, but driving through gives you so much time to simply think. Isn’t time something everyone wishes they have more of? Being out there allows you to sit back and examine your life in a way you wouldn’t be able to if you were in the city.
I really can’t explain it! All I know is that I get a sense of peace when I’m out there. Yesterday, I realized some things that I needed to do to move on. I don’t want my life to be mundane and filled with places I’ve already been to and stuff I’ve already done. I want to experience the world, and to do that, I needed to be in a place that would help me figure that out on my own. Thank you, western Kansas.
For Your Saftey!
January 2, 2009
I took my Tulsa cousins here today.
Way to represent Kansas, LGA.
I promise you, Blog World, we’re really not all hicks here.
I left them a scathing super nice note informing them that the ten signs they had up on the railings of their gym that hosts many gymnastics meets all spelled “safety” wrong.
How embarrassing.
January 1st
January 1, 2009Happy New Year, Blogging World!
January 2-4: My Tulsa cousins come up. 
They were supposed to come the day after Christmas and stay a long while, but those plans got changed. My uncle has to save his vacation days for our family reunion in June, so my six cousins will only be up here for this weekend.
January 4-5: J and I are taking a trip. Details to follow…
January 15: Back to school! This semester, I’m taking the following classes: Honors English, Intro to Journalism, Women and Violence, Intro to Psychology, and Digital Photography. Should be a good time!
January 16-18: Tentative Tulsa visit date. Two of my cousins have a gymnastics meet on the 18th that I would go watch. Nothing better than sitting in a hot gym trying to figure out who’s doing what. This might get moved though; my cousin Amy says her coach is thinking of pulling the team out of this meet and going to one the weekend after. Or something.
That’s all that’s scheduled now for January 2009!
(Oh, and for anyone who is wondering, my resolutions this year are to continue writing, to do my best in school, and to be positive thanks to Yoon!)
