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Aug. 2nd, 2007 09:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightrosefoxGood news: Adam is not going to Colorado next week. His job was cancelled. I have this intense sense of glee, as in "Holy crap, I get to see my husband every day for at least two weeks straight, maybe more!"
However, a LDR marriage does keep us on our toes. The love is consistently deeper, the lust is consistently stronger, the sex is consistently fiercer; and I think there is a constant thread of excitement whenever we realize that he doesn't have to leave on a job for a good long while.
I think it's also why I get so giddy and excited for friends who are newly married or about to be married, especially after a long-distance relationship.
My boss doesn't seem to understand or believe me about the intensity of the fibromyalgia pain. I'd told him several times why I was going to the rheumatologist. Today, I told him that I may need to go back for a follow-up at the end of August, and he didn't know what it was for; he thought it was arthritis. When I explained about fibro, he rolled his eyes and said that he didn't think that was a real condition. He then said I put too much "faith" in doctors and diagnoses and drugs -- which, honestly, isn't true. The only reason I see doctors and get diagnosed is to know what I'm up against. My boss was being hypocritical, since he has myriad severe health problems, and even though he prefers natural therapies over prescriptions, he sees many doctors and is often out sick. However, I did realize that he was just looking out for my well-being. He knows I cannot help being in pain, or having these health issues. To me, at that moment, it just felt as though he were trying to call me a hypochondriac without actually saying it. He told me I read too much, I do too much research.
I admit: I like to read about my symptoms. I like logging onto online forums and reading the stories and solutions of other people in my situation. I really don't think that's excessive or obsessive. I have a thirst for knowledge. If I don't know what I'm fighting, I tend to get twitchy. After I explained that, I think he understood. He apologized and told me he was just talking to say something. It didn't seem like he had really thought his opinion through. I know he's concerned. After all, I am his only staff member. He needs me healthy. And after working together for five years, we've developed a friendship. I just was not expecting such a startling front. I know I'm PMSing, but to me it seemed he was on the verge of saying, "It's all in your head, it doesn't exist, it's just stress." Which was not something my PMSing brain would have wanted to hear.
Speaking of chronic pain, I'm waiting until Friday night to take the first dose of Flexeril. I've taken it before, and it tends to make me incredibly groggy. However, it's been a while. If I can make sure I have the next day free to gauge my body's reaction after a night, I'd feel better.
However, a LDR marriage does keep us on our toes. The love is consistently deeper, the lust is consistently stronger, the sex is consistently fiercer; and I think there is a constant thread of excitement whenever we realize that he doesn't have to leave on a job for a good long while.
I think it's also why I get so giddy and excited for friends who are newly married or about to be married, especially after a long-distance relationship.
My boss doesn't seem to understand or believe me about the intensity of the fibromyalgia pain. I'd told him several times why I was going to the rheumatologist. Today, I told him that I may need to go back for a follow-up at the end of August, and he didn't know what it was for; he thought it was arthritis. When I explained about fibro, he rolled his eyes and said that he didn't think that was a real condition. He then said I put too much "faith" in doctors and diagnoses and drugs -- which, honestly, isn't true. The only reason I see doctors and get diagnosed is to know what I'm up against. My boss was being hypocritical, since he has myriad severe health problems, and even though he prefers natural therapies over prescriptions, he sees many doctors and is often out sick. However, I did realize that he was just looking out for my well-being. He knows I cannot help being in pain, or having these health issues. To me, at that moment, it just felt as though he were trying to call me a hypochondriac without actually saying it. He told me I read too much, I do too much research.
I admit: I like to read about my symptoms. I like logging onto online forums and reading the stories and solutions of other people in my situation. I really don't think that's excessive or obsessive. I have a thirst for knowledge. If I don't know what I'm fighting, I tend to get twitchy. After I explained that, I think he understood. He apologized and told me he was just talking to say something. It didn't seem like he had really thought his opinion through. I know he's concerned. After all, I am his only staff member. He needs me healthy. And after working together for five years, we've developed a friendship. I just was not expecting such a startling front. I know I'm PMSing, but to me it seemed he was on the verge of saying, "It's all in your head, it doesn't exist, it's just stress." Which was not something my PMSing brain would have wanted to hear.
Speaking of chronic pain, I'm waiting until Friday night to take the first dose of Flexeril. I've taken it before, and it tends to make me incredibly groggy. However, it's been a while. If I can make sure I have the next day free to gauge my body's reaction after a night, I'd feel better.
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Date: 2007-08-03 02:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-03 03:09 pm (UTC)jesus h.
you want i should come bite him?
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Date: 2007-08-03 03:26 pm (UTC)He just hates modern medicine and he thinks doctors are quacks. He doesn't believe in ADD/ADHD, either, and he's also not sure about bipolar. It's a little disconcerting. I say, "Hey, boss, I need to see my doctor for this diagnosed chronic medical problem" and he'll say, "I think your doctor is feeding you bullshit, but okay, if it'll make you feel better."
He's a good guy, just very, um, distrustful.
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Date: 2007-08-03 03:49 pm (UTC)you know, there are pictures of scans of brains that show that these conditions really exist...
but whatever, some people can't be convinced. skepticism is one thing (and a GOOD thing, in my opinion), but simply dismissing modern medicine out of hand...well, maybe HE needs a good leeching.
*sigh*
sorry, PMS crankybitch today, i know he's mostly a good guy, you know i just get frustrated by this sort of thing.
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Date: 2007-08-03 03:52 pm (UTC)