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Been sick, been tired, been hiding and other Confessions

Published on April 30, 2008 by Corinna Carlson | 0 Comments

When I get sick I am a pretty big baby combine that with seasonal allergies and night time barfing and things have been fantastic!

Boooo last Friday I had to cancel therapy re: being sick, no girl time re: being sick and I had only been looking forward to that for WEEKS! Adam is sick as well so we’ve been passing this shit back and forth and at first I wasn’t snotty I just felt EXTRA balloon migraine head with MILD head cold, NOW I’m getting full head cold and snotty. YAY! I’ve been having really awesome night sweats as well and I haven’t been forgetting to take my crazy people tits and so therefore I can not pin point a reason other than being SICK.

sleeping... in MY SPOT!

In other news, The Greeper has a new place that she likes to sleep. Pretty exciting shit eh? I know, I thought so too until it turned out she’s serious and has taken over half the spot I sleep in. She has of course had other phases, other places she goes back to. The fashion box, the tent, I’m sure she will get bored of sleeping right below BUT almost ON my pillow soon.

bottom of a yawn

oh yes, she has her own TENT! complete with hanging bell.

Our camera is not back from being fixed yet so we had to buy a back up one. We couldn’t delay the monkeys any more due to lack of photos, but at the same time we HAVE to be able to take photos of our product. This issue of course led us into a discussion of other things that could happen to slow us down, when we are just about done with a lot of the start up necessities and can now work on picking up our production pace. I mentioned that there would come a time that we’d make a monkey, look at it, hate it or it would not meet our quality standards and we’d have to start over. Really, did I say that out loud? Because it happened the monkey after I said it! YAY! We have informed the buyer, I figure honesty is best, there is only two of us and both of us had a hand in it sucking so we’ve had to start over. Now we have a physically challenged monkey in our apartment, at least Dr. Vegas finally has a monkey that isn’t going anywhere to play with mostly because it is blind and can’t speak. Once that red thread goes on for the mouth the suckers don’t shut up. Banana this, poo in your face that.

My Dad is supposed to be dropping two boxes of stuff off to Adam and I on Saturday, some of my stuff, some stuff they are giving us, some stuff that has been in the family forever that I am taking because I’m the last member of our family and I don’t want it leaving the family till I die I guess. Small problem though, my Dad and I got into one of our infamous fights today. Oh how I love them. Always in regards to the exact same issue(s) hidden by topics seemingly cloaked in difference that spread years, weeks, months some just days – we some how manage to piss each other off regularly even when not in big fights. My mom is going to be all upset now and that’ll be my entire fault too, I’m sure. Super awesome, we both resort to behavior befitting that of two year olds and just generally spin in circles for a while. Fun times. We have worked hard on things as a family but my Dad and I, man we’ll just always scrap, sadly that is just how we are, we can’t seem to communicate in any sort of healthy way. Wonder how many more phases this move to Bali holds in store for us.

Just finished my fifth book of the year leaving me three behind my minimum quota for 2008, I will get off my ass and post on them soon. This year has been good so far aside from The Time Travelers Wife. EWWWW.

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Published on March 26, 2008 by Corinna Carlson | 15 Comments

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Pill Head

Published on July 2, 2007 by Corinna Carlson | 5 Comments

The weekend was a big experiment that is still on the go and like any experiment I do not know what the out come will be.

On Friday my shrink dropped my Risperidone and switched me to Seroquel and I’ve been pretty much comatose since. This shit be strong. When I took it Friday evening I expected to get a little tired, a bit dizzy, and a bit ‘high’. I got all of those things and MORE! We had already invited John over; Rebecca was in Las Vegas live blogging an intimate evening with Matthew Good on his birthday and so John with his Japanese food in hand headed over as I was slowly and then very quickly taken over by the seroquel. By the time he arrived I was already having trouble keeping focus but was trying pretty hard because I did not want to be rude. I’d say John knows me to be fairly talkative and I was just sitting there staring at him through him what have you and I know he was asking me things and I responded but everything was sounding like I was hammered drunk and I felt like I was hanging off the couch, maybe I was? I went into the bedroom and laid on the bed sandals and all wrapped tightly in the couch blanket. Adam was only able to get my sandals off and pull the quilt over next to me for when I got cold. I woke up around 3am, cold and twisted in the blanket, pants and bra still on. Very nice. In the morning I learned that Adam and John had sat and watched the Democratic debate, totally sucks I missed it.

Saturday morning we cut the Seroquel in-half and I took it with my regular meds and it was still too much and I passed out again. When I got up we were able to get nine holes of golf in. Not 18 because I’m super awesome and AGAIN forgot to take my allergy medication and I allergy up FAST in Stanley Park the flowers are amazing and I used to love the way they smelled and fresh cut grass used to be one of my favorite smells and now I just want flowers and grass to all go fragrance free or bugger off. This would work for me. I used to really like the smell of gasoline as well but not in a pyro way, now it just makes my headaches more prominent if I breathe any in.

Yesterday same, I wasn’t able to stay awake. When awake we watched Wimbledon and the women’s US Open in golf. Sometimes it does suck that the two sports I love to watch almost the most are on when there is a chance the weather will be nice here. But really as proved by my lackadaisical golf skills on Saturday I wasn’t missing much being outside. I lost my favorite ball of the moment on the first hole, had to take a mulligan and ended up getting par but that was it, my only par everything just went super far down hill from there, I didn’t even add the score card.

If I pass out today after having made some adjustments to my morning cocktail I will have to call Dr. Buttle and try something different. This is the first time I have switched drugs that cause sedation when I haven’t been in some kind of extreme heightened state which has made this a whole lot more interesting. I can’t believe how tired I am.

Allergies Year Three

Published on May 16, 2007 by Corinna Carlson | 0 Comments

I love it when you go to the dr. and you know full well there is nothing they can do for you but you go anyway and then you feel like an idiot because you were right originally and there was nothing they could do for you and they have this look on their face which either means you really wasted their time THANK YOU or that you are really stupid. Or maybe I just had a mean lady dr. today. I only went because I’ve been coughing for over a week, I have allergies that are so bad that if they were a super power I could kill you with them and then this morning my nostrils started to hurt to breathe through and my mom is coming to visit this weekend so I thought fuck it I have to go to the dr. WHAT IF I HAVE A SINUS INFECTION. I don’t. I just have really bad ADULT allergies. Adam and I gave it some serious thought and discovered it is THIS TIME OF YEAR EXACTLY that I suffer the very most. I swear it feels like someone is blowing a balloon up in my head and they just won’t stop like it is my birthday forever but it sucks more than getting older.

Basically all I got out of my visit was told to take more Flonase until I’m over this bad attack and to take Tylenol for my cough. Nothing I take for my headaches helps the balloon affect. I don’t think I even have to get into how much that sucks.

I tried to get my mom to change her ticket because I feel like a write off but it is too expensive so hopefully it will rain or something, because golf is out anyway with it being the long weekend, it’ll be busy as death and I don’t have the patience with the allergies to play a pitch and putt course and have it take four plus hours. I’ll probably just rent lots of movies and we can go to the mall where the pollen can’t get me. When she comes down I want to have things to do and I always worry about that because we don’t have a car but add allergies in and I’m feeling a little stressed. Plus I am very picky about the state of the apartment I am NOT the type of person you just drop by on, if it is not clean to my standards I really do not like having people in here AT ALL and it won’t be ‘clean’ because I’ve been putting off cleaning because I’ve been feeling so shitty and now I can’t be breathing in stupid cleaning products when my nose already hurts. SEE how whiney I am, I have apologized to my mom in advance. Granted I may feel slightly better if it rains by Friday and/or the taking the Flonase twice a day helps.