Update...

So, I haven't really been updating this much because not much is going on in my life right now. I've been dealing with migraine almost daily now and that doesn't mesh with getting on the computer. Light is bad!

The rest of my pain has been worse, too. It's really making my life suck more than it normally does.

Yesterday, I finally felt good enough to head to Borders to pick up a few books to keep me entertained when I don't have a migraine. I also decided that I need some more clothes. I've been joking that I need to get some mumus since I rarely leave the house anymore.

While browsing Borders, I kept noticing the same guy over and over. I didn't think anything of it. We ended up in the sci-fi aisle together and he says, "Um, hi...you look interesting. What do you think I should get?" I was thinking "if he thinks jeans, Pirates shirt & ratty Converse are interesting, he might not get out much." I asked what he usually goes for and he seemed clueless. Maybe he's never struck up a conversation in the book store, so I recommended a few things & continued my browsing. I picked up 2 books & a few cheap DVDs and headed to pay. He gets in line behind me and awkwardly tries to strike up a conversation again by showing me his selections, two of which I had recommended. When it's my turn to pay, he asks me not to leave after I'm done. When he finished, he asked if I'd like to get some coffee. Sure...I had nothing better to do and he seemed OK.

While he was paying for the coffee, I sat down and pulled up my preset message "hey, call me with a fake emergency." I also have one for when were out and I can't get away from an overly persistant suitor, "SOS, HELP!!!" I've found it's easier to have them pre-set so I can send for help faster.

I didn't need it. He started to relax after chatting for a bit. It was pretty obvivous that he's not used to walking up to people to strike up conversation. We chatted for just over an hour and I realized that I should be getting home. We exchanged phone numbers and IM info and I headed out. It turns out he works with my cousin's husband at Carnegie Mellon, so on the way home, I called her to see if he was an OK guy. She confirmed that he was, just really, really shy.

Dad and I sat down to watch the game and after, I got a text from Borders guy inviting me to Sunday's Pirates game. I accepted and we agreed to meet at PNC.

One thing I really appreciated was the agreeing to meet me at a neutral location. I've had bad situations in the past and I don't like being "trapped" at the mercy of someone else. Until I get to know someone, I prefer to meet them somewhere.

The game was frustrating...a few bad calls and we lost. We had good seats though. It was fun. He seemed to relax even more while we were there. We're going to meet up sometime during the week, depending on how I'm feeling.

Rambling & some minor weirdness...

I got a call from my friend, Elle, who was hoping to stop by on the way up to Buffalo since we haven't hung out since I left Virginia. Pittsburgh is on the way and only 3 or 4 hours from Buffalo. We went out to eat and caught up. It was a nice diversion from my usual, nothing. She's always driven through Pittsburgh or past it on the way to Buffalo and never really stopped, so she got to see some sights.

I decided to take advantage of some of the holiday sales this weekend while I was out. First stop, my local comic shop, where I picked up Darwyn Cooke's Parker The Hunter. I also hit Borders & Marshall's.

Marshall's is always hit or miss with me. I did find that they have Marilyn Monroe Intimates there! I've seen them online and really like the designs, but was unsure. When someone puts a name like that on them, quality can be questionable. I have to say, this is not the case this time! My only complaint is that they don't make the bras in my size. I'm a DDD and it doesn't seem that they make them that big. The designs are cute and they seem to be made well. I've been looking online to see if I can find them anywhere, but so far, it's just eBay. I'll probably check a few other stores to see what they have since the prices are so good at Marshall's. They also had Converse sneakers in a few colors for $25 & tons of Hello Kitty!

I decided to stop into Starbucks for a Frappachino since they make them w/ soy now and while waiting, I think this guy was trying to hit on me. I really couldn't tell...He wasn't rude, just clueless. He kept tell me that he saw me come in. Yeah, OK...that Starbucks isn't that big and it's all glass on the front, so I'm sure a few people saw me come in. I got my drink and left and he was still staring. Whatever...

Sunday, dad and I headed to PNC. Sunday's are kid's days and they have special giveaways just for kids. My dad and I went though separate lines and he somehow convinced the guy in his line that he needed the Parrot toy for his kid. My dad is in his 60's and might have been more convincing if he said "grandkid." While standing in line for food, he kept terrorizing me with it, putting it on my shoulder while I ordered and putting it in my face while making parrot noises.

It was hot and I was glad our seats were in the shade. It was a good game, too. We thought it would be another loss, but they managed to come from behind to win, which was great.

We came home and watched Wonder Woman on DVD. The 70's TV show w/ Lynda Carter. Dad & I used to watch it together when I was little. That's how we spend our 4th, baseball & Wonder Woman. :)

I went to get something out of my bag and found a note in there; "You're cute, call me!" with a phone number. I don't remember anyone that was sitting around us or anyone near my bag. It was on the back of a receipt from PNC, so I know it happened there. Maybe it was when I had it on the seat next to me, but I don't remember seeing anyone my age around. I was paying attention to the game and the stuffed parrot that was in my face.

Part of me wants to know who it was, but it would be stupid for me to actually call the number. I just think it's odd. I did make sure nothing was taken out of my bag.

Maybe I should get one of my male friends to call it, just for fun. ;)

Mope...

I haven't posted in a few weeks. Not much has been going on. We've had some terrible weather here...bad storms, tornado warnings, etc. My friend in Ohio told me that they sounded the tornado sirens and she had to get her dogs into the basement. They had funnel clouds, but they never touched down.

My health situation is somewhat worse. My knee dislocated itself...I have tendinitis in my Achilles tendons, my thumb is dislocated again and this morning, I woke up to find my ankle is swollen. It feels kind of hot, but it doesn't really hurt unless I'm driving. Icing isn't doing anything. Dad keeps pointing out my "horrible cankle" like I'm a low budget freak from a Z-movie.

Dad wants me to go to the doctor, but I'm fed up with dealing with them right now. I'm tired of spending $25 at my GP for them to send me to a specialist to spent $50 for them to tell me I need to take some anti-inflammatories, ice it and go back to PT, which costs me $50 2 to 3 times a week.

No.

I've had a few negative doctor appointments lately. My hand/wrist doctor doesn't know how to fix my problem and he's suggested that I get a second opinion. He doesn't want to do surgery and cause more problems and he's not as familiar with EDS as he'd like. I'd rather he admit that he's not comfortable with fixing it instead of paying for a surgery and having it worse off than it is.

My knee doctor kind of rubbed me the wrong way. First, he has this yes-man come in and chat. He's a fellowship guy or intern or something. He sounded fake, but I don't have to hang out with him. He pokes, prods, twists & bends my knee around and runs to get the regular doctor. He does the same thing only now it hurts more since it's super irritated. "Oh, it's dislocated." Did he pop it back in? No. Just wrote me a freaking script for more PT. "I can't really afford that now. Can I do exercises at home?" "No, you really need to be in PT so they can keep an eye on you." My other doctor told me that my meniscus was almost gone, too. I asked about that and he claimed there was nothing wrong with it. He fixed it a few years ago and it was fine for a while.

The only plus of this visit was they left my file open on the computer. Almost every EDS peep I know complains that they feel their doctors think they're making it up. I feel the same way, so I went through my records. All of my specialists work for the same group, so everything was there. I read through and there is no mention of me being crazy and making stuff up. What I did see was the same thing over and over, "Too young to have these problems." "The problems she's experiencing are disturbing."

One one hand, I'm glad they don't think I'm a hypochondriac, but now I'm depressed. I'm tired of dealing with doctors that "don't know what to do with me" and I'm sick of hearing "you're too young for these problems." No kidding!

Now I have this funky ankle problem. I didn't sprain it. I don't have any sort of insect bite. I want it to just stop. I don't need another problem like this now. I just don't want to deal with it.
While watching the Pirates game, dad noticed it was still puffy and started poking it. The back of it is bruised. "I thought you said it didn't hurt?" Well, it bothered me a little when driving, but it didn't feel bruised then. He informs me that if it's not better by Monday, I will be going to the doctor, whether I want to or not.

We're going to a Pirates game on Sunday, so maybe that will distract me from my problems for a few hours. Dad got the padded seats behind the dugout. They have more comfortable seats, but we're not paying $140 for a ticket. The only problem is we'll probably end up on camera. I'm a messy eater and they tend to have the camera in my direction while I'm cramming a pierogi in my mouth. Hello single men of Pittsburgh! Ha!

Weekly update...

I was hoping things would be a little more relaxing this week, but I was wrong. A majority of the week was spent in doctors offices, both mine and my father's. His treatments aren't working, I may need another surgery. My pain levels are still up and I've had a migraine almost all week.

We did go to the Pirates home opener and they won. It was a nice day and it was packed. I didn't get the giant pretzel they're selling now. The line was really long, so I'll get one next time. I thought about going to another afternoon game, but it was supposed to rain, so I stayed at home.

That was the highlight of my week. It has been a down week for me. I decided I needed some retail therapy so I ordered a few things from Pin Up Girl Clothing. They're doing Bombshell Blowout sale weekends and I picked up a few tops. They were out of the skirt and two other shirts that I've been eyeing, but the one top I got, I've been wanting for a while. I shouldn't have spent any money, but sometimes you just have to. I spent about $35 and got 2 shirts and some lip gloss.

I really wanted this but I didn't feel like spending $36 on it. Maybe it will go on sale soon.

I was good and talked myself out of the Barbie Loves Stila 1959 bucket. I really only want the lipstick and wouldn't wear it because it's not a long wear lipstick.

I really don't feel better, but I can obsess over waiting for my package and once it gets here, I can get dressed up and go sip some coffee and read and be seen. I don't know why I do that, it's cliche. I'm not a club/bar person though. Maybe I'll go to the casino this time?