Michelle's Journal

Blergh, the weather is taking me out right now. Turns out, when you manifest asthma, breathing is harder? Especially when it's wet air? -5k/10, do not recommend.

I'm also majorly grumpy that I have to be an adult this weekend and can't just HIDE in my apartment with my AC. Doing CHORES and picking up cat supplies and reading the book club book. *grumpy stomps* Maybe I'll give myself a treat and wake up stupid early on Saturday to go swimming at the lake. If I go early enough, I can hit up the Trader Joe's/Pet Supplies plus on Lincoln that's always a bad idea after 9am. It's always weird to be woken at 5am with the sun. That's going to be going away for a while now, but still!

In other news, I should probably go visit my mom. It's been ~a month and I really should got utilize her free laundry. At least for the rugs the cats repeatedly puke on. Maybe I'll go next Sunday so we can hang out and go swimming. *shrug*

UPDATE: She scheduled an appointment in the medical district (near my job) tomorrow, so we're getting dinner. LOL. She legit called me ~20 minutes after I hit 'post'.

I'm also impatiently waiting for my new insurance card. I had to switch plans at work and July 1 is the switchover. I STILL don't have a new card to bring to my medical practice. Mind, this is the first time I've switched plans in, like, 20 years (legit), so this is a new experience for me. Luckily, I got my benefits statement showing that I'd switched to the correct plan (whoo!) but am grumpily waiting for the damn card. Mind, they didn't send me one last time they upped the copays, so that was a whole kettle of fish.

HOWEVER. I did make some acupuncture appointments and plotted out my massage therapy appointments for the next six months, so huzzah there. I find it deeply entertaining that I've been going to both of these providers for over a decade at this point. I'm also glad that I've been a good patient for both of them to the point that they're always excited to see me. The positives of being pathologically terrified of inconveniencing the people around me by canceling an appointment are unmatched.

On an unrelated note, I've managed to damage myself with doors twice in the last week by not paying attention to what my limbs are doing. I accidentally punched a door frame on my way home from work on Monday, and then yesterday, managed to bash my shin against the train door hard enough that I skinned it on my jeans. 1.) OUCH. 2.) WTF? Both incidents hurt really bad. No bruises though. I remain stumped how I can be so goddamn white and yet don't bruise? You can legitimately see capillaries in my arms I'm so fucking transparently white, but I only regularly bruise when getting blood draws where the phlebotomist blows a vein. *shrug*

I know this is a small thing (and weirdly tied into a bunch of other shit politically), but it sucks that even though something on me hurts A LOT (for real, my shin is really hurting) and there's no outward proof. IDK. It probably says something that even my body won't always let me show the effects of damage I take. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee, mental health!

I have a few friends w/birthdays coming up and I have a few packages that I need to send out. The one that I'm working on now (they're not here, often!) is just silly and fun. And, to qualify it for cheaper shipping (media mail) I put together a mix cd. I've not done one of those in over a decade, so this was just so much silly fun.

I forgot how fun it is to get a bunch of silly, cheerful things together as a gift. None of the things I'm sending off are more than $10, but all are useful in their ways. Plus, part of the fun of making a mix CD (and knowing they have a cd player in their car still) is forcing your friends to listen to stuff you like in the vain hope they'll like it too.