Time marches on.....and on and on and on.

Time has a way of passing...and passing quickly.

As you can see...the time here has come and gone, it's been a long time since I have updated here. I give no apologies..Life made things busy for me. So to catch you up.

I'm still suffering from menohell..yep sure am. Major sweats daily. You know what? I deal with it.  I go on..I rage about..I fan myself, I sweat and I move on. You will to when your time comes.

In the meantime..the Dementor and I have given this 'life' another shot.(a final shot)
Dementor went to his doc as part of our agreement and was placed on 'happy' pills which have made all the difference in the world. (happy pills being depression medication, bi-polar type he is, but primarily depression for now, the doc wants to see how it' goes, so for me As long as he  stays medicated..he stays alive.. Done deal.)
We've had a few ups and downs, but alas, are still hanging in.

Me? Well, I'm no longer on temp status with my job ....I've been hired on permanently, with one year of probation. That year will be up in March 2014. I'm ok with this, and I think they'll keep me! The hours are kinda nuts, one week is 65 hours, the next week is 13 hours. Go figure. Eh..it's still a good job and I do have time to get some other things done while I'm there during my down times.

In September of this year, however, mother nature played another cruel trick..it was heart attack city for me. Required 3 days in the hospital, heart surgery (2 new stints) and meds to take every day for a year. That's the part I hate...I hate taking pills. Not a pill taker. Matter of fact, not much on 'non natural' shit at all. I don't believe they work like they think they do..pill pushers (aka; DOCTORS) are only giving out pills to line their pockets with gold. Bleh.

As you guys know I'm pretty much an anti-government citizen..oh yes. Right now..I think the world especially the US is in such a mess. I'm just watching from a safe distance waiting for the final gavel to fall! Then we shall see.

The sad news in our life:  Cami, our Jack Russell, passed into doggy Never-land last night. She will be greatly missed, but I know while she was here she was loved and lived a satisfying life. She owned us well.

I know this is a quick update, but hey...remember I blog without obligation.
I didn't feel obligated, so I didn't blog.
Now, with the winter months approaching fast, I'm back in the mood, for at least today.

Spring has turned to summer in a night

Here we are again, in the viscous cycle of menohell. Yes yes indeed, spring has sprung outside here in the southern state of SC, but let me tell you, summer has reared it's ugly head in my bed.

Now, get this..tell me if this isn't a strange place to 'be in'.
All night long, I wake up every hour or so, sweating my ass off (I WISH!)..but nonetheless, sweating to beat the band. It's hot. Hot as hell..those SC natives have the torches lit under my bed again.
Can't sleep.
Drag my ass to the bathroom (oh yeah, the nighttime pee ritual, I've become accustomed to it lately)

Back to the bed...the sheets are damp. Hmm is the humidity high? Sure. MY HUMIDITY! I'm sweating..pig like even.
I toss the covers back, flop across the bed and fall back into a fitful sleep. This goes on ALL NIGHT!

I wake and have to take a shower immediately. Sheets have to be changed, washed and dried before the Dementor gets home so HE can go to bed.

Ok, now morning has broken, it's 5am. I'm up. Do I  have to work..no. BUT..I'm still up.

So, I'm nearly naked sitting at the dinning room table perusing the web on the laptop.
Within the next hour, I start to freeze.

What form of evil is this??
I grab a small blanket and wrap it around me. It's too small, but I deal.

I want you to know, all day long until the late afternoon hours of 4pm, I am freezing to death. This is a deep bone shattering, chill that comes from deep within..inside out even. WTH?

EVIL I tell you, absolutely evil.

What the hell is a crone supposed to do in situations such as this?

Let me add to this dilemma.As the night crept in and the sun descended on my little crone haven, you'll NEVER believe what happened.
The body went from freezing to sweating and burning up again! WTH? Now that the sun has sunk and bedtime is rolling around, my body thinks it's living in a sauna.


PURE HELL I tell you..MENO HELL!!

Pin Ball anyone?

Here it is..3 AM in the damned morning and I'm up typing..blogging..instead of sleeping.

<sigh> ..this is sometimes my life...

I cannot stress enough how much I loath menohell. No. I. Can. Not. They might put me in jail for excessive use of profanity in blogland.
It seems as though, there are cycles within cyles when it comes to menohell. I mean, it's like the earth and it's rotations ya know.
Think about this...the earth does a big rotation around the sun..that's our year. Then the earth spins on it's axis..to give us night and day. Fine. Great.

Well, I got news for ya. Menohell is it's own universe!  You will rotate mini symptoms inside a whirlwind of major symptoms.

When it starts you'll be rotating around the menopausal sun of dispair..I swear.
You'll be pinged about like the ball in a pin ball machine with the pinball wizard at the helm!
Then suddenly..things will ease...your rotation has slowed.
The symptoms will let up some..(the pinbal wizard is taking a smoke break and she left the game on autopilot)

Then..by all that's holy, you'll start again..a new year in menohell. Those same symptoms you've already gotten over will come back...with a pinball vengance.

PING  PING  PING PONG..BLING...BLING..   bells and whistles go off, lights flash and we are back in the game!


Many years ago when I was much younger, I remember my mother saying to me "Girl, you better sleep now while you can because when you get older, you just can't sleep."

Her words haunt me now. I mean...hell..it is 3am and I'm blogging! WTF?

And I swear to you, somewhere in the midsts of all this, some god somewhere, maybe even a vile evil imp has moved my bed to a tropical zone that only *I* can feel. Yep..I'm sure of it. My bed is in the "twilight zone'..I can hear the music now.
It's a cross between that tropical samba music and the twilight zone theme. I can even picture the natives dressed in grass skirts twirling batons of fire under the bed..heating it up!

Need I say more about the night sweats?? I didn't think so.

I have a feeling that today is not going to be a good day. Why?

Because I have an appointment with Dr Feinstone the dentist. I hate the dentist. I dread the chair..the drill, the pick.the smug 'open wide' grin on his face. Egads..

Here's the sad part. I went to the dentist to get a cleaning. He suggests we do some "preventative work' in my mouth on a few broken teeth (in the back) that had never given me a days worry or pain. Ok..so the corners were broken..they still worked, they never hurt..hell, I didn't even notice they were broken anymore..they'd been like that for better then 10 years.

I agree to his torture (what the hell was I thinking!?)

After my first 'preventative' visit..my teeth started to hurt.

And now..after visit # 3..my teeth hurt all the time. My teeth hurt..do you hear me..every tooth he has touched or 'worked' on..(two I might add)..ache me every day.

So today when I go in..he's going to finish up his work on tooth #1 (a preventative crown..pfft!)..I'm going to tell him to recheck tooth #2 (a simple filling on a broken corner) and repair whatever it is he missed...(because that one really aches.. for gawds sake!)

And then I'm leaving. I'm not going back. Nope. I've had my fill of the dentist chair (no pun intended). Today..he's done. period. fineto.
And just in case you don't know who Dr. Feinstone is..you can find out here or see the movie, either way..it's not pretty.

So..I'm heading to the shower now, to prepare for my day of torture. I think, maybe...a glass of wine and a heavty pain 'i don't give a shit' pill would be in order, but..I don't have one. Wine I have..oh yesh. Wine I have.

The Crone of dental torture

Sage

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#167: Here you are, doing 61 with cruise control. You're on the highway ALONE..no one in front, no one behind. Then..out of the blue, some jerk decides he HAS to pull out in front of you, making you put your brakes on, disengage your cruise control and slow down 20mph only so the same asshole can turn a block later! <GRRRRRRRRR>