Thursday, March 29, 2007

Spain...not quite

Soooo yeah... I'm not in Spain. Disappointed does not even begin to describe how I feel at every moment the thought crosses my mind that I'm supposed to be there with my sister at this exact moment. But what can ya do except wait for that next flight out on Friday. A few days late, but I'll eventually get there. And this time, I'll get to JFK with the right passport and not the one with BernBern smiling back at me.

Monday, March 26, 2007

Congratulations Steph & Casey!

Presenting the Mr. & Mrs.Gorgeous dress!
First Dance
Steph & I!
Me & my date :)


Friday, March 23, 2007

Because the first time wasn't enough fun

dr: I think you need to seriously consider having surgery on this knee.
me: Do you think any more physical therapy will do anything for me?
dr: Seeing as you have already done physical therapy for this problem, most likely not, but if you would like to try some more, we can most certainly set that up for you and we can re-evaluate you in a couple of months. But, again, I feel that the only options left are to live with the pain for a very long time or undergo another procedure and recover within a year.

fabulous. absolutely fabulous.

So then I call my physical therapist to set up an appointment since I decided to give it another go because hell, why not. I'm talking with the receptionist and she asked me my name and she goes "Elaine, I thought that was you!"

I've been there so freakin much that they know who I am. She sounded like she was talking to an old friend that she hadn't seen in a while. 6 years later I suppose that's the "honor" I get. Not to mention last year when they were not accepting my insurance at the time, the physical therapist gave me a discount and only made me pay my regular copay ($10) and not my percentage of each visit (hundreds of dollars) that I owed him. #1 patient right here...jealous? And that was after the personal assistant to my dr. continued bonding with me 3 years after our first meeting... she is seeing justin timberlake this weekend at the casino- front row tickets. and she is no longer with the father of her son (I noticed the ring was gone, too)

So, another cortisone shot, a physical therapy script, and a surgery talk later... I'm still a crip

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Hola, como esta?

In less than 1 week I will be completely submerged in the Spanish culture with my I-might-be-able-to-get-by Spanish level... and I can't wait!

Thursday, March 15, 2007

doctors @$^**^%$#@ Part II

This doctor at Yale just keeps getting better:

My dad was able to get in touch with a doctor at Dana Farber, another institution who was running that trial, and that doctor informed him that the experimental treatment has been shut down nationally due to its toxicity. So that whore of a doctor down at Yale wanted to run a treatment program that had already been deemed too toxic to continue. She should probably be fired... and punched in the face... and in her babymaker...

In better news, though, the doctor at Dana Farber gave his opinion on a treatment plan and it's the exact same one that my dad is going to be starting on Monday with his original saint of an oncologist, which is much more encouraging.

doctors!&%@!#$!

Doctors have really started to disappoint me. I know that doctors are human, too, and that you cannot expect the world from them.

However...

Last year, it took 3 months of taking an ungodly amount of antibiotics, being laid up in my bed, missing and attempting to catch up on classes, feeling like shit nonstop, as well as undergoing all sorts of prodding, probing, painful tests for doctors to figure out I had an internal infection that then led to more post-infections. All that was needed to figure this out? A blood test.

My dad was once told by a doctor in NYC that he had 3 months to live and to basically go home and prepare for that. He is still here 6 years later after his triumphant battle.

Having been rediagnosed with non-Hodgkin's within the past month, he has been evaluating his treatment options. One plan was to go with an experimental treatment down at Yale. During his initial visit with this doctor, she told him if he made it through this treatment, she could guarantee him to be cancer-free the rest of his life. So, my dad, being the questioning lawyer that he is, asked what exactly that meant - 5 years, 10 years, etc. Her response: I'm not sure because the drug has only been in use for 2 1/2 years. What happened to a lifetime?

This same doctor also told my dad that several patients had been successfully involved in this clinical trial before. Just a couple of days ago, we found out that my dad would in fact be her first patient. In an extremely dangerous scenario, I do not understand how a doctor can feel right lying to a cancer-stricken man sitting right before her who is potentially considering treatment under her 'expert' guidance. My dad was so close to deciding to go with that treatment option and then received that blow to the gut. We can only hope that it's a gift that he didn't already sign on and begin treatment only to find this out.

The last I knew we are supposed to be able to trust doctors.

Thursday, March 8, 2007

Not quite your normal child

Tonight, Jess & I came across some black mail type items from my childhood that were sitting in a box just waiting to be rediscovered. Some things we learned:
  • I was a very angry child and pretty much everything annoyed me.
  • I knew what fuck, bitch, asshole, dammit all meant and used them appropriately at age 9.
  • I wish my sister had not told me that I had a bowling ball of a head in 2nd grade when I originally planned to grow my bangs out. Instead, it was another 8 long years until I got over that comment and said goodbye to those attractive, thicker stripe in the middle because of my widow's peak, glorious bangs.
  • In 8th grade, I could have passed for 20.
  • My boyfriend & I were 'in love' circa 2nd grade.
  • I enjoyed wearing oversized t-shirts with sleeves down past my elbows as exhibited by my middle school parks and rec. basketball team photo.
  • Allison, Betsey, & Greg did not like to invite me out to play tennis with them, as sadly established in my diary over several entries.
  • I was a very detailed child...times, dates, prices, names were always included in my very important journal scribbles (I must have inherited that from BernBern).
  • My handwriting was better in 2nd & 3rd grade than it is now.
  • Greg tried to be a, and I quote straight from the chronicle itself, "homey G" and continually said "yeah, baby," which, of course, annoyed me.
  • Betsey was bossy and called me a brat & snot quite often.
  • My mom always took my cd player downstairs to play classical music and this apparently disturbed me to a great extent.
  • I ever so creatively decided to name my first diary (2nd-4th grade) "Die-Die" . . . how precious.
  • I strongly believed my mom's living was to interrupt and I felt it unreasonable she always told me to get ready for bed first just because I was the youngest (how dare she!)
  • I once was so angry that all I wanted to do was yell and scream until I didn't have a voice anymore but held back for fear my mom would put me in an insanity hospital. So I moved on.

ahhhh, memories...

Tuesday, March 6, 2007

filling my current boredom

1. Where were you an hour ago? downstairs watching days of our lives ... sam may be carrying ej's baby but she had to sleep with him to save lucas, who she is about to marry... what will happen?!
2. Who will be your next kiss? no boys 2007, remember?
3?
4. Are you wearing socks right now? it's way too cold to not be!! and they are black & white argyles...only the best.
5. When was the last time you went out of the state?went to new york and new jersey just this past weekend!
6. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days? I don't have that kind of money
7. What was the last thing you had to drink? diet sunkist... the best soda creation yet
8. What are you wearing right now? jeans of course as well as a pink shirt soon to be followed by my pink boys & girls club t-shirt that is 10x too big
9. What was your last purchase? alcohol
10. Last food you ate? trail mix...I'm still waiting for the trail mix company to make one without the freakin raisins - terrible food.
11. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? jess right after I passed "the freshman" from high school when I was driving home from the gym haha
12. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week? surpringly no
13. Do you have a pet? doggies beaux-jangles, lucky (still lamenting over the death of his mother maggie) & sadie (special ed.), cat k.c (kim's cat...terrible animal) ...... & the spirits of dog winston, hamster peanut (ate its own shit) kitty pumpkin (bulimic...we often referred to her as calista...& had bladder control issues), dog maggie (underwent a harsh death via the front tire of a minivan) & fish jesus (died in the care of my dad & lynn), lizard pebbles (anorexic ... refused to eat the crickets).
14. What's the last sporting event you watched? St. Patty's Day drinking
15. How much sex have you had in the past week? i like betsey's answer: gasp! that's awfully forward of you
16. If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be? somewhere warm!
17. What is the last thing you purchased online? my gazelle (tony little style obv)!!
18. One thing you hate about yourself? my knee that refuses to get any better and probably having to soon return to physical therapy round 98347523
19. What's your favorite soup?: progresso chicken noodle or tomato basil or new england clam chowder in a bread bowl
20. Do you miss anyone? my sisters and brother
21. Last play you saw? uhhhh... one of the plays we had to go see for credit in my intro. to theatre class sophomore year probably?
22. What are your plans for the day? to not peg any kids in the forehead during dodgeball at work
23. Ever go to camp? slamma jamma, uconn bball camp (edmond saunders SO hot), fairfield vball camp, dartmouth elite lax camp...that's right, 'elite'
25. Were you an honor roll student in school? obv... I cared way too much about school back in those days - prob would have cried if I didn't make honor roll (yes, i was that girl)
26. What do you want to know about the future? when my car is going to break down so that I can be prepared to buy another
27. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne? my fav...puma
28. Where are your best friends located? I've got one about 10 miles away... the others are all too far away unfortch
29. Do you have a tan? the benefit of belonging to a gym that has tanning included
30. How old do you want to be when you have kids? 28ish for the first one then we'll see how that goes haha
31. Last person who made you cry? not techincally a person, but something about my dad
32. Do you have any tattoos or piercings? 8 piercings & I'll never get a tattoo
32. Have you ever drank your soda pop from a straw? straws are fun
33. How do you like your soda pop? I enjoy diet 'soda pop'
34. Do you like hot sauce? no thank you
35. Next time you'll take a shower? tomorrow morning
36. What is your mood? blahh
38. Are you someone’s best friend? as far as I know
39.What do you want for valentine's day? that's a long time away right now
40. What are you doing right now? watching american idol of course