Recap

I'm still here. Sorry that I've been away so long from blogging. I have a couple of interesting stories that I want to share. As always, most of them revolve around me either being or making a complete ass out of myself. Such is the joy of being in my world.

My first story directly relates to my last post. Not many people noticed before I changed it, but the last post I wrote originally included the question: "Is it that the guy is just more honest than most or his he just a shallow knucklehead?" Now there are a couple of problems with a question like that: 1) It's rude, 2) If the person reads it, he will automatically assume that I'm calling him that, and 3)I probably shouldn't write about people that I'm actively interested in dating, particularly in a less than glowing way. Carlo and I began chatting on yahoo a couple of weeks ago. E-mails progressed to phone call and during one two-hour phone session, I decide to friend him on Facebook. That's all well and good, except my blog is linked to my profile of fb. Right under my personal e-mail address and where I went to high school. Carlo decided to click on the link and ran smack into an entry involving him.

He e-mailed me back answers to all of my questions, including Question #2, in which he said that he would take the high road about the shallow knucklehead comment. He told me what he really looks for in a woman: "I'm looking for a sweet, smart, pretty and fun girl. She needs to be a positive person who doesn't feel the need to put down others in order to build up her perceived value." I assume the last part was directly related to what I said about him. It's an issue that I've struggled with before on my blog. I write to vent and to entertain. Sometimes I worry that I go to far.

Almost unbelievably, Carlo decided to give me a second chance. It's pretty rare that life ever offers you one, so I wanted to make the most out of it. I took off the offensive comment from my blog and apologized profusely to him. We decided to meet up for dinner and drinks last Saturday night and I had a great time. We've been seeing each other every couple of days since then (much to the dismay of my school work). I'm really enjoying spending time with him and learning more about it. We joke about the shallow knucklehead comment, but I think he's forgiven me. I hope so, at least.

Things with my body have taken a decidedly negative turn, however. I got an oral fungal infection from the antibiotics I was taking. What's amazing is how long I let it go before I went to the doctor. I just thought that I had a funny feeling in my mouth. It felt dry and scratchy all the time, regardless of how much water or Diet Coke I would drink. After about a month, it continued to get worse. I finally saw a doctor for it and found out that I had over a 100 degree temperature and a mouth covered in white. I was prescribed an oral anti-fungal treatment, which involves me holding medication in mouth as long as possible then finally swallowing it. After one week of treatment, I'm only marginally better. It's now official that my medical interventions (originally the antibiotics) is now leading to other interventions (anti-fungal).

I took yesterday off work to rest my back. The problem is that I'm now experiencing pain in more than just my back. I know have pain in the backs of my arms, my forearms, and my calves. The pain used to go away as long as I took a break from work or walked around. Now even on my days off, it's almost constant. I went back to see the same family practitioner that I saw a week ago for my mouth. I got an initial good feeling from him. He seems thorough and was willing to listen to my vague complaints like, "radiating pain" and "chronic fatigue". He sent me for a pregnancy test (not pregnant), x-rays of my spine and shoulder, and a series of blood work to check for everything from autoimmune diseases to anemia and thyroid problems. I should have the results back from the blood work later this week.

I'm back at work today, still very tender and uncomfortable sitting for long periods of time. my biggest hurdle is how overwhelmed and hopeless I feel when dealing with the pain. The doc I saw yesterday said that he couldn't help me with that because I'm already on medication for depression. He didn't give me a lot of options, other than to talk to my shrink, which I'll do. Until then, for those of you that know yoga, I've been spending a lot of time in the child's pose, hoping that my body can somehow heal itself.