Day 26- I'm a Roofer

You know why I'm a roofer? Because I have SHINGLES! hahahahahaha! That's a joke compliments of my smart ass husband Fredly. When he was leaving to go to the radio station this afternoon, he gave me a kiss good-bye and said, "I'm sure glad I'm married to a roofer." What? Yeah, you know the punchline. I fell for it hook line and sinker. But, he knew I was on the verge of hysteria, so I needed a good laugh between tears. (that's why I love him!) Now, I don't want you all to think I'm some titty baby. I'm not. I also start to cry when I am really mad- and that really pisses me off that I cry when I am all fired up. Do any of you do that? Can you feel for me? Well, I had "mad as hell" tears this am and I about ripped the inner garage door off its hinges this AM. Here's why:

I am retracting my statement from yesterday's blog that my rhumotologist is kick ass. She's still OK (actually she's a great Doc), but not kick ass- not today. Remember from yesterday that I was to go to her office first thing in the AM? Well, I did. Sat in the waiting room for almost an hour and then, THEN AFTER AN HOUR, the receptionist calls me up to say "Dr. XXX needs you to make an appointment. She can't squeeze you in this morning. I have a 2:45 this afternoon." WHAT???? Man, if they took my blood pressure right then and there, I would have been off the charts- WTF? Shit, I could have called from home this morning and made an appointment- and stayed in my jammies. I think that's what pissed me off more- I cleaned up to get in there at 9:00am. Ahhhhh! Ok, so I gave the receptionist a stare down and said very stern, "FINE. I'll take it." Well, she knew she had me by the balls, and I hate that. What was I going to say? "Oh, let's look at next week and let whatever is growing on my ass keep growing." Grrrr...so I storm out of the Dr.'s office and drive home just steaming. I had to shut my sun roof and turn on the air I was so mad. So, I go home, pull in the garage, walk into the mud room and SLAM the door! "Jesus, do you have to slam the door?", I hear from someones upstairs office. Well yes, I did. Because you know why? I tried to call Fred at home from my car to vent about my "situation" and he wouldn't pick up the phone. He was on the line chatting with someone- DOESN'T HE KNOW THAT WHEN I CALL, YOU PICK UP? There is a reason we have call-waiting. It's so I don't have to wait. (sorry, I had a little princess moment this morning). And bless Fred's heart, he knows I have been through the ringer this week. He just kept talking to me from upstairs and wouldn't come down to talk to me. I don't blame him. I probably would have ripped his head off and he didn't deserve that. So, once he knew I had cooled down, he tip toed down stairs. Well, it was the calm before the storm. I lost it. Not on him. Just venting about Doctor and how I was treated....yada yada yada- hence the mad tears. They came out flowing like I needed a rain barrel to catch em. He was mad too. And believe me, you do not want an Italian Ex-Marine pissed off. He coulda snapped that little receptionist in two. So best that he went to work while I made my SECOND visit back to see my Doc- at 2:45. Hmmm, I got in right at 2:45 and didn't have to wait. Sure enough, it was shingles. Well shit, I could have shook the Magic 8 ball and told her that. Just give me a frickin prescription so I can go home. But..I did take liberty to tell her how I felt and didn't appreciate her telling me to come in to her office to then have to turn around, go home and come back. Thank goodness we aren't far from the Dr.'s office. She did apologize to me, but treaded lightly- she knew I had that "look" and one smart ass or incorrect statement out of her and I was going Jerry Springer on her ass.

Any whoo, gotta go run and pick up my new medication. Dang, I am a walking pharmacy right now. Do you all need anything? Codine? Flexeril? Allegra? Yaz? (hahaha) Speaking of Yaz, I will leave you with my favorite SNL clip: http://www.hulu.com/watch/10234/saturday-night-live-annuale This is me some days, especially today. LOL. Enjoy! 2 days to go! 2 days to go! Selemat tinggal (Good-bye in Malay)