I’m exhausted, possibly from dehydration. Saw the PCP and it isn’t the anemia. He doesn’t think I’m getting enough carbs, considering my activity level, so for a week I get to eat one Pop-Tart a day and white rice and pasta! Yay! He also said that stress and tension can add to my exhaustion. He put me on a new Pill called Yasmin that supposedly has fewer PMS side effects, so hopefully that’ll take care of my fibroid worries.

I passed my butt tests with flying colors (heehee). The problem is a loose involuntary sphincter muscle that neither surgery nor physical therapy can cure. One option, which I’m going in for on Tuesday, is to inject (and it better be with a syringe, not a needle) some medication up my butt that’ll create some scar tissue to make the muscle tighter. Don’t ask me how. I just want the fucking thing fixed already.

I’m also playing hockey once or twice a week now, and Brian and I have started a weekly Creative Writing/Beginning Fiction class. Who knew writing would take up so much of my time? The downside is that all of these things are on Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays, all in a pretty little exhausting row.

Regardless, I’ve just felt very withdrawn lately and once again, may have to take a short break from the blog world for a bit. Brian may keep you all updated on my progress. I’m one tired gal.

Thanks to wonderful ECT, I barely remember what this book is about, so I’ve decided to re-read it.

but it wasn’t because of my ECT treatment on Monday. Guess all I can do is try again tomorrow. My entire body is frickin’ sore and I think it’s from that stupid fibroid. Grr.

…this song is dedicated to you. It’s called “Take It Off” by The Donnas. (This post has been updated at mamazilla‘s request to include a picture of me from the old (original) EXIT days when I danced in a cage on Bondage a Go-Go Nights, circa 1991. I did not actually “Take It Off” — that was at Berlin, back when they had Women’s Obsession Nights dedicated to lesbians and featuring well, me — “Manila Monroe.” )

Lyrics below, courtesy of Plyrics.com
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This post is dedicated to mamazilla, who’s apparently developing a diaper fetish (well, she does have kids), and to DutchBitch, who thinks the term “butt tests” is hilarious and who made me see the light in Ultrasound Results!.

VIVA LA DEPENDS PORN!

Are you squeamish? Then don’t “Continue Reading”! “Butt” then you’ll miss reading about Dr. Hottie!

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