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([personal profile] abka Aug. 20th, 2003 09:04 am)
So I haven't written in a while. Last week was filled with phase 1 diet-crabbiness. I was irritable and then kept cheating and then felt bad about cheating which made me crabbier and I had no energy and it was just generally unplesant so we went off phase 1 and went right to phase 2 which is very reasonable. I've only lost 2-3 pounds, but then I cheat quite a bit (I'm not good when there is free cookies/cake/taffy etc at work, I can resist at the grocery store, but not 8 hours a day three feet from my desk). I'm not feeling so guilty about cheating, as long as I'm good 90% of the time, and if I have a really bad day then I'll just start again tomorrow. I'll be better once I get back into a consistent exercise rountine (although I don't know how realistic that is since school is starting).

This is my last week at WCMA, then I have a week and a half "off" before school starts (to work on Fulbright and grad. school apps), I'll still be at Agora at night.

Speaking of Agora a couple days ago I had a crazy person threaten to kill me over the phone. He was upset that we couldn't grant him a refund (for $19.95) and then went off about how we were all crooks and then started screaming "you're dead, lady, you're dead" repeatedly, I hung up. Most of the people we deal with are nice and even if we get on occasional irritated, crabby, or rude person, they're usually not verbally abusive. He was an older man and obviously not very stable. I was shaken afterwards, it was the worst phone call ever.

Good things are happening too. My mom and sister stayed the night earlier this week en route to Syracuse (they came with a u-haul since my sister is moving into her first ever off-campus apartment with her boyfriend) and my dad is staying tonight (to meet up with them). It's good to see family. We are having a bit of a family sadness as my cousin's grandmother (not my grandmother, but someone who I know) is very ill and my uncle is now deciding to remove her feeding tube and basically let her die. Although she's signed a DNR, and is in her late 80s or early 90s, has painful arthritis and recently some bleeding in her brain that has significantly decreased her mental abilities, it is a very hard decision and ripples through our whole family. She doesn't/wouldn't want to live this way (underscored by the fact that she keeps pulling out her feeding tube and has really wanted to die for the last 10 years), but it's difficult. Her husband is still around, but only mentally aware some of the time. Getting old sucks.

In terms of my own health I recently had some odd "feminine" symptoms (I'll save you the details) so went to the gynecologists (always fun) and was diagnosed with some bacterial imbalance (too many anaerobic not enough aerobic) so although they don't really know what causes this vague condition, I am on antibiotics and feel kind of yucky. Without getting into too much detail my birth control may have been compromised at some point so if you get a phone call from me in a few weeks you know what's that about.

I was trying to end on a happy note. Things are going well at work. My boss told me last week how wonderful I am and she wishes I was here longer and that she had "used" me more (not that she just wants to use me, but I knew what she meant). It's nice to have the positive feedback. I really love the people (and the work) at WCMA. Another motivation to go on for the PhD.

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He was upset that we couldn't grant him a refund (for $19.95) and then went off about how we were all crooks and then started screaming "you're dead, lady, you're dead" repeatedly, I hung up.

Aaaah! I can very much understand how that would shake you pretty badly... and over a $20 refund! Yeesh!
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