First of all – I have to say this. I just opened a container of yogurt called Black Forest Cake. On the container is a picture of said BLACK forest cake. However, the yogurt is pink. What the what? Good ol’ processed food at its finest I guess.
By the way – this post is going to be all sorts of scatterbrained and non-flowy. Just go with it. It’s Monday. That’s my excuse.
Okay – moving on. I have officially scheduled THERAPY. Yah, like by a licensed psychologist. I told him I wanted to see him to learn biofeedback techniques for my migraines. I didn’t think he’d agree to see me if I told him I was batshit crazy and my head spins around in a full circle sometimes. I am skerred to death.
The only certain thing I know about my first appointment is that I will be covered in hives. And I am 99.9% positive that as I walk in I’ll see someone from town that I know and I’ll find it necessary to explain to them that I’m not here because I’m crazy. Ugh.
Oh and regarding migraines…..I only had ONE last week. One people. Did you hear me? ONE. I usually have 4 at least. I’m thinking my new preventive meds are working finally. And while that’s fantastic – of course I wonder how long it will last. I wonder if the oils I was using helped at all? I wonder if I just tried the natural supplement of feverfew if that would help as much as the script? It makes my little non-migraine-filled head spin.
I walked three miles with Rambo yesterday. I just thought you should know that in spite of Tabata – after three days of recovery – I could finally move my legs without screaming in pain.
Did you know that you can rub solid castor oil on your head to make your hair grow? It is not just for P word issues. Just a little tidbit I learned watching youtube videos yesterday.
I also learned that I’m a sucker. A follower instead of a leader. Because I bought about 6 products just because people on youtube said I should. And OMG – I got my Brooks shoes. Just you wait until they come. I will do a foot fashion show.
I got my “Carrie” name necklace too…but in my name. It is so super cute. And Rambo bought me the cutest pink and blue Adidas shirt with thumbholes in it to match my new Brooks shoes. Maybe I’ll do a foot and shirt fashion show.
And lastly – because I’m sure your life will be less fun if you never know this - Rambo is taking an inmate to the hospital today so they can treat the inmate’s cyst that is 6 inches wide/long/deep. In his anal canal. Yup. You read that right. It has to be lanced and Rambo has to be in the room. I think I just threw up my lunch.
You just couldn’t pay me enough I tell you. You just couldn’t.