I'm so proud! *sniff*

I got my first semi-rude comment on my blog yesterday! I'm so proud - I feel like a real blogger now. So you don't have to go find it, I'm going to post it here...and then I'm going to dissect just what's wrong with it. :)

Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "The drama llama has arrived":

So not only would going to the gym help you lose weight but it would also help your disease and yet you "can't find time" Somehow you manage to find time to be online constantly. Hmmm.

It's only semi-rude, because they do have a point...sorta.

Going to the gym is supposed to be able to help me feel better. It will not help me lose weight - never has, because my weight issue is not due to overeating. Aside from having PCOS and metabolic syndrome (which go hand-in-hand most of the time), I also have Wilson's syndrome. These three together make it next to impossible for me to lose weight just by going to the gym. At the beginning of the year, I was below 200. In the past year, I have gone back up to 215...which is where I was two years ago. It took me 2 years to lose 15 pounds...and what did it was starting two new meds at the same time. I lost those 15 in a month...but didn't lose anymore.

All of that was also before my fibro got to the point where it is now, where everything hurts all the time and I don't even want to move...and not moving hurts too. Exercise hurts more at the beginning but will get easier as I go, or so they tell me. THEY, however, don't have fibromyalgia and thus do not understand that I have to convince myself that MORE PAIN is obviously the answer to LESS PAIN. I fail to see how that works. You want me to cause myself even more pain than I already have, on the theory that it will help me to have less pain? Oh, and look - the medication they're giving me for the fibro causes weight gain! Huh...no wonder I've packed on 15 pounds in the last TWO MONTHS since I've been on it.

As for being online constantly, I'm actually not. I appear to be, as I leave my browser open to a forum I belong to because it's one of the first things I check in the morning. My messengers are also on 24/7, so people can leave me messages. I'm going to assume that dear Anony is from the forum, as I can't think of any other place where I would register as being online constantly that I also have a blog link. I'm also going to assume that dear Anony is new to that forum, since they visited me. :) I could be wrong, but since they weren't willing to put a name to the comment so I could address them directly instead of here, I'll just have to go on my assumptions until proven otherwise.

It's time for me to get dressed (which should take about 30 minutes instead of 10 because today is a bad hip day) and go see the doc (who is going to chew me out for not going to the gym). I'm going to have to explain to him why I haven't had time - between being a full time student with classes/papers/projects/tests galore and working 25 hours a week and running my household I just haven't had time this semester. I will try to work it into my routine for next semester - interrupting a routine at the end of the semester is just asking for trouble. I also have a Biology Lab exam today, as well as my Med Term test (possibly). I have to turn in a project that I have failed miserably on because I don't understand Access and maybe work on a presentation for tomorrow. In leaving, I'd like to ask everyone to please use a name when submitting comments, and maybe a way to contact you so I don't have to do this again. :) Thanks for reading, all, and sorry it was so long.

The drama llama has arrived

and it appears to have taken up permanent residence in my house. If you know anyone whose life could use a little drama, please direct them to me. I will gladly give it over.

1) I have finally been diagnosed with fibromyalgia. I've suspected it for about 5 years or so, but suddenly someone is taking me seriously. I have a new pain care doc. He pushed a few places (all trigger points for fibro) and all of them hurt to varying degrees. He's got me back on Lyrica and wants me to go to the gym 5-6 times a week and ride the bike. That was almost a month ago and I haven't make it once. Between school, work, and life I just don't have time. Not even for 15 minutes.

2) Giggle and Chuckles moved out, yeah? WOO! Guess what? Friday night, when Chuckles came home, Giggles had taken the baby and all of their belongings (hers and the baby's) and left - gone to live with her parents. No word to anyone - she didn't call her school, the utilities companies, welfare office, me, wilma...no one. Just...left. Chuckles called the cops, since he didn't have any proof of where she was only that she and the baby were gone. SHE told the cops that she filed abuse charges against him. Physical, mental, emotional. WTF?! I'm beginning to think she's as manipulative as her mother. This has been planned - it had to have been. Just looking back, I know it was. For how long, I can't say - but I bet several months. Today it turns out that she did NOT file charges - she lied to an officer. I hope she's in so much trouble. I'm furious with her at this point and trying to help Chuckles, without actually fixing anything because I've been ordered not to get involved up to my eyebrows.

3) Mom started her chemo two weeks ago. She called me on Tuesday to warn me that had shaved her hair down to about 1/4", because her scalp hurt and she was certain that her hair was going to fall out and she wanted me to be warned. She came up to see me on Wednesday and we went to the TSO concert. It was a blast. Thursday night, Wilma brought her babies over so mom could see them. We were supposed to have dinner with Giggles, but Wilma canceled due to stress. Turns out that was a good thing. At any rate, while we were sitting on the couch with the babies, moms scalp started hurting again. She reached up to tug her hair (which she does a lot) and pulled out a chunk of hair!!! She then proceeded to pull out tuft after tuft of hair...very disturbing to watch. She says it didn't hurt, but DAMN! She also thinks that the cancer is in her lungs and that the docs just haven't found it yet. She says the chemo is going to kill her before the cancer does. I know she's trying to be realistic, but it kills me...and I will never let her know that. I have to be strong for her.

Two weeks until finals - this week and next. Finals are the week before Christmas. I have two papers due this week in bus com, a project due in Intro to Computers before next Friday, at least one more quiz in Med Term before next Friday. I also have a quiz in IC and a test before the 20th, a test in Med Term by then, a bio test on the 17th and a presentation on a paper I haven't written in Bus Com in the next two weeks. ACK! Also have to find time to go Christmas shopping for Aaron, mail presents to a few friends - and I don't think I'm going to get cards out this year, which just sucks.

The day after finals we are going to see mom for the weekend, just before Christmas. We'll be doing Christmas with my parents and my sister's family in Jackpot, NV...and possibly my brother, if my sister gets him a ticket. I'm not really looking forward to that part - I haven't seen my brother in about 7 years and haven't talked to him in 4...since the Christmas just after Aaron and I got married. My brother never even met the man I was engaged to between my ex-husband and Aaron...and hasn't ever met Aaron either. I called him to tell him we were engaged (Aaron and I) and he said "That's nice. Can you put $25 on my phone?" Christmas that year he called mom's while I was there and mom told him I was there with my husband, to which he replied "Jen's married?" Duh, bro...that usually happens when you get engaged. Not always...but usually. So yeah, not really looking forward to that but he should be there, just in case this is mom's last Christmas as she expects. I will make it nice.

Time for me to go. Need to work on papers and talking about my brother gets me very upset. Love you all - thanks for sticking around. I know I'm terrible about updating....and not doing so well with the reading lately either.