more real life updating
Nov. 21st, 2006 12:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rktso i lied. i'm not getting the hpv vaccine, yet.
it would appear as though at the age of 28, i am 13 months too old. (it's an fda thing.)
some other company is working on one that may or may not be applicable to ancient folks such as myself.
fuckers.
this means all you younguns absolutely must go in my stead.
i signed the papers for the tubal. i'm supposed to go and mull about it for a month before the state will allow her to operate.
i sooooooooo don't want life forms/babies growing and coming out of me. ever. i blame the feminism. entirely. clearly, it's what killed all matronlyness in me. my gyn apparently will, afterall, perform the surgery. however, it's still surgery. and it's still risky-ass anesthesia. and i'll still bleed like a sieve when/if i go off the ring.
ohhhhhhh. so i'm less than 100% decided about being cut up than before. i'm still anti-womb-invasion. but do i really want anesthesia and surgery and recovery and whatever if i'm going to still have periods that make me bleed through a "heavy" pad in less than 3 hours?
i wish i hadn't received such horrible brainwashing techniques about the abortion thing.
my doctor kinda' cracks me up.
she drew a picture of what was going to happen and included my "boobs". she also told me she was raised catholic (it was in relation to thanksgiving holiday) and how her mother is trying to get her to go to church and is in complete denial about the birth-control/abortion aspect of her job.
she said she has performed terminations. her other office told me she doesn't do them. but maybe she just doesn't do them out of that office?
she also kept trying to make me wonder if i fell in love with a man and wanted "babies". :/ really, if i ever actually do manage to fall in love with a man, that'd spur me even closer to getting tied up. so much repeated risk.
the phlebotomist didn't listen to me about veinage. i told her use x vein. she was like but y vein is right there. i told her i know, but it moves. she nailed y going in, but once she switched test tubes, she had to work to get it started again. there's already a bruise under the padding/gauze. i demand a refund.
oh, the root canal was last week. i came back and ate backed chicken. i skipped on the bbq wings at the pub in the evening though.
i was also called "mean" at said pub. because i was mocking some fool. poor mens. don't pester me next time.
it would appear as though at the age of 28, i am 13 months too old. (it's an fda thing.)
some other company is working on one that may or may not be applicable to ancient folks such as myself.
fuckers.
this means all you younguns absolutely must go in my stead.
i signed the papers for the tubal. i'm supposed to go and mull about it for a month before the state will allow her to operate.
i sooooooooo don't want life forms/babies growing and coming out of me. ever. i blame the feminism. entirely. clearly, it's what killed all matronlyness in me. my gyn apparently will, afterall, perform the surgery. however, it's still surgery. and it's still risky-ass anesthesia. and i'll still bleed like a sieve when/if i go off the ring.
ohhhhhhh. so i'm less than 100% decided about being cut up than before. i'm still anti-womb-invasion. but do i really want anesthesia and surgery and recovery and whatever if i'm going to still have periods that make me bleed through a "heavy" pad in less than 3 hours?
i wish i hadn't received such horrible brainwashing techniques about the abortion thing.
my doctor kinda' cracks me up.
she drew a picture of what was going to happen and included my "boobs". she also told me she was raised catholic (it was in relation to thanksgiving holiday) and how her mother is trying to get her to go to church and is in complete denial about the birth-control/abortion aspect of her job.
she said she has performed terminations. her other office told me she doesn't do them. but maybe she just doesn't do them out of that office?
she also kept trying to make me wonder if i fell in love with a man and wanted "babies". :/ really, if i ever actually do manage to fall in love with a man, that'd spur me even closer to getting tied up. so much repeated risk.
the phlebotomist didn't listen to me about veinage. i told her use x vein. she was like but y vein is right there. i told her i know, but it moves. she nailed y going in, but once she switched test tubes, she had to work to get it started again. there's already a bruise under the padding/gauze. i demand a refund.
oh, the root canal was last week. i came back and ate backed chicken. i skipped on the bbq wings at the pub in the evening though.
i was also called "mean" at said pub. because i was mocking some fool. poor mens. don't pester me next time.
