Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Ten things you really didn't know
Number One: I'm officially unemployed as of January 1st - there have been staff changes resulting in the shifts that I usually do being taken over by a full time employee. To say that I'm irritated is the understatement of the week - it was close to home and although I find the practice of pharmacy like watching paint dry on a wall, the money is fairly decent and I liked the predictability of the work etc etc.
Number Two: I had my very first MRI (Magnetic Resonance Imaging) done on my shoulder last night - you get trussed up like a chook and shoved into a very weird looking cylindrical object with earphones (because the machine makes a jackhammer like sound as it's scanning you.
Number Three: Doc reckons the problem I have with my clavicle is either degenerative arthritis or osteolysis (where the bone melts away due to mechanical stresses - bench pressing being a really common cause) So no matter what the result is I will have to take three to six months off lifting. Bummer!
Number Four: Although I seem to present a "go with the flow" attitude, I'm really a very happy camper when I have a plan that excites me. I'm feeling really lost right now because I don't know what "the plan" is. (seems injury and unemployment can do that to you...)
Number Five: I tend to like all the tracks in LMI releases that everyone dislikes.
Number Six: I'm usually even tempered, but today I'm cranky (can you tell)
Number Seven: As I'm cranky about the state of my life right now, I tend to start receiving slews of Christmas Cards with swarmy Family Newsletters telling me that the twins are waiting on their Mensa qualifications and that they just bought a new Mercedes. I wonder whether I should send them the newsletter outlining all the of the expenses we've incurred with our 20 year old claptrap.
Number Eight: I am sick of eating oats for breakfast (so they are no longer on the menu - never thought I would say that!)
Number Nine: I hate running out of the "thinks" that I want to "think"
Number Ten: There is no number ten....why be so predictable?