Since we last met at The Casa De Leche...
I have decided that I hate my job. No, rather just the people at my job and they way they use me willy-nilly like their own personal bitch. I will explain one day when I have more energy to give a damn.
The "new" medicine my loverly lady-doc has put me on for depression that was supposed to also help with other various symptoms (which again the details bore me and I'm sure they would have you yawning with delight) is basically the same medicine as the Lexi I was on. Sure, it's a different size and shape and cost. And doc-lady said it would be BETTER for me and my needs... Which I think means she will get free lunches from the drug reps.
So (cue My Pal B's frenzied phone call here where she yells at me- lovingly- telling me I'm all nucking futz for doing the following, especially without her consult) I decided to stop taking my new meds. I'm weaning gradually, so keep your panties unbunched. I have decided that if I'm feeling completely nutzo and ready to bludgeon co-workers to death with packs of gauze as I squirt rubbing alcohol into their eyes then I may as well save the money I'm spending on the wacko-meds for a nice attorney and bail money.
Before you all stage an intervention and show up on my doorstep I am going to have a little chat with lady-doc asap. I will have lots of spare time since they've cut my hours. Yet again.
***siiigh***
--The Milk Maid says pass the gauze.
3/30/09
Filling In The Blanks
3/7/09
Thankful....
(school photos early 2009)
(St. Augustine, 2008)
(Ava and Bear, about 10 minutes ago)
The Milk Maid says Thank You!!!
3/6/09
Friday Mish-Mash Of Stuffs
I've lost 11 lbs...
We're doing a weight loss challenge at work where we've joined teams and are competing for a pot o' cash come April 24th. My team is in 2nd place!
The weight loss comes a lot easier when the people you are around all day are going for the same goal as you are.
Speaking of work, I've become The Baby Sticker. No, I don't have an adhesive backing and cling to small toddlers with a cartoon face. I am the go to girl for venous draws on babies. I'm proud to have this title, although it comes with a lot of expectation. So far my youngest baby I've drawn is a 4 day old. I usually make a victory lap upon completion of the draw which is peppered with lots of WHOOO-WHOOOOs and butt shaking.
I'm working tomorrow and Sunday. I'm a glutton for punishment I do suppose, but you can't look a gift horse in the mouth, nor can I ignore the ching-ching sound of overtime.
Jef has a new job in sales that he loves. It's commission based, but if he makes one sale a week (out of a potential 15 or more) he will make more than he made at his last job. Every one say a little prayer that things will continue to look up for Big J and the fam-damily in this adventure!
Welp me chicas- that's about all she wrote for the Mish-Mash!
--The Milk Maid says she got the call and rallied hard!
