Yesterday I had my yearly "well-woman" exam with my lovely doctor. For those of you who don't know what strange things happen to women during these exams, you get your breasts methodically checked for lumps and looked at for dimples (and questioned as to whether or not you are performing these examinations yourself at home on a monthly basis) and then they jack-up your vagina with a speculum to take a gander at your cervix which they then swab with a tiny bottle-brush type of thing to collect some cell samples to see if you have cancer or pre-cancerous cells. They might also test you for STD's, but I didn't do that part this year (I feel tempted to explain all the reasons why I didn't spring for that extra expense, but I'll spare you the details and assume you know that I'm a responsible person in that arena and that it just wasn't necessary this time around).
My doctor complimented me on my socks and the vigorously healthy appearance of my cervix, and during most of the exam I chatted with the nurse about the pros and cons of the Instead Cup. I left the office lubed and slightly bloody (some people spot after a pap test, and I'm one of them most of the time).
I *also* left with various prescriptions for migraine remedies. I talked to him about my headaches which I have been blowing off a little bit, mostly because I HAD classic migraines as a kid and teenager and these headaches I've been getting are NOTHING compared to those ones. My doctor seemed to think that having a headache for two days is nothing to blow off, though, so I'm going to be trying out some different things if/when another strikes AND am going to get magnesium injections (inexpensive) to try to help prevent them. And refresh my awareness of the food triggers and possibly cut back on some of the things I've been eating that have been linked to migraines. And maybe think on my stress level and ways to lower it.
Tomorrow (Super Bowl Sunday) we'll be in bed watching the game WITH (old, barely-functioning) laptop. I'll be logged in to chat with our voyeurs during commercials, and we won't record the game -- we'll watch it live with everyone else. If that sounds like fun to you, hope to see you there. We're really only watching it to see Prince.
I finally updated my free-area updates page
; I haven't done so in three months and I'm sure I lost sales because of it since it looked like I hadn't added anything new during that time (though I *did*, I just didn't post them on that free-area page). The whole page needs a redesign and it's scrolling like a son-of-a-bitch because I need to split up the pages, but whatever . . . at least people will see that I'm updating all of the time. Now if I can just maintain that every week things will be good. Anyway -- it's worth a look if you're a non-member because there are a bunch of free pics.
In other good news, we took both of our vehicles to the shop(s) (again) recently and now they are BOTH running smooth. Yay!
We have seven cams running most of the time again, and my new computer only has a few essentials left to install before it's up to par PLUS the old one is working again now that I unplugged the new mouse and plugged in THE ONLY MOUSE MY OLD COMPUTER WILL PLAY WITH without insisting on safe mode. Bizarre.
I know it's been boring in my blog lately, but things always get worse before they get better. I've just been hyperfocused on meeting some other goals; once we meet those I'll do better with things that have taken a backseat to content production.
Labels: announcements, health, mundane, sex work