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I'm not dead or anything. But I've felt like maybe that was imminent for a couple weeks.
Arg, I had a horrible, horrible stomach virus that actually made me cry (I am a total baby, which is why nursing is good for me as I can understand needing to be coddled). Then I had to get a series of vaccines that totally fucked my shit up.
(a story about my mom)
Me: God, I had to get a MMR because the ones people my age got expired.
Mom: But you had measles.
Me: Uh, no. I did not.
Mom: You did. You were really sick. I was paranoid you might die.
Me: ...ok, look, I never had measles. Have you ever heard of anyone my age in North America having measles? We don't get it because we get vaccines.
Mom: Huh. I guess those work pretty well then. Peds hasn't ever been my thing.
Me: Yeah, I know.
My mother hates children so much that she went into geriatrics so she'd never have to treat a kid. This isn't squeamishness about hating to see children in pain, this is hating kids so much that snotty noses and crying makes her want to stab someone with a pen.
Mom: You could just get a titre.
Me: I ALREADY GOT THE DAMNED SHOT, WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?
Mom: You had measles anyway, I don't know why you bothered.
Me: THERE ARE TWO OTHER DISEASES IN THAT VACCINE, THUS THE NAME, PLUS I HAD CHICKEN POX NOT FUCKING MEASLES, ARE YOU IN THE CAR RIGHT NOW? YOU ARE THE WORST MOTHER EVER.
Mom: You're alive, stop complaining.
She still thinks I had measles. I wish I could blame this on senility, but I'm just as obnoxious and wrong as she is, so it's more a genetic personality issue.
I've decided to work for hospice, you're excited for my thrilling stories of happiness, I know.
In other news, I have started a Inception Roman Republic story. It's not an AU. Yes, this is directly related to my lifelong psychotic obsession with the fall of the Republic/early Empire period. ...it's a bit "detailed." AHEM.
The situation in Wisconsin is so fucked up that I'm struggling to process it. Is this the end? Are we about to fail as a state? What the FUCK is even going on? I often think "what's going on in this country?" But not until Bush II did I ever thing "this is it, this is the precipice." And I've not stopped. Every turn of political events scares me and makes me think things Can Only Get Worse. I hate this feeling. I'm naturally actually an optimist and believe in the power of positive thinking. (In real life I'm actually kind of nice.) Sigh.
Arg, I had a horrible, horrible stomach virus that actually made me cry (I am a total baby, which is why nursing is good for me as I can understand needing to be coddled). Then I had to get a series of vaccines that totally fucked my shit up.
(a story about my mom)
Me: God, I had to get a MMR because the ones people my age got expired.
Mom: But you had measles.
Me: Uh, no. I did not.
Mom: You did. You were really sick. I was paranoid you might die.
Me: ...ok, look, I never had measles. Have you ever heard of anyone my age in North America having measles? We don't get it because we get vaccines.
Mom: Huh. I guess those work pretty well then. Peds hasn't ever been my thing.
Me: Yeah, I know.
My mother hates children so much that she went into geriatrics so she'd never have to treat a kid. This isn't squeamishness about hating to see children in pain, this is hating kids so much that snotty noses and crying makes her want to stab someone with a pen.
Mom: You could just get a titre.
Me: I ALREADY GOT THE DAMNED SHOT, WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?
Mom: You had measles anyway, I don't know why you bothered.
Me: THERE ARE TWO OTHER DISEASES IN THAT VACCINE, THUS THE NAME, PLUS I HAD CHICKEN POX NOT FUCKING MEASLES, ARE YOU IN THE CAR RIGHT NOW? YOU ARE THE WORST MOTHER EVER.
Mom: You're alive, stop complaining.
She still thinks I had measles. I wish I could blame this on senility, but I'm just as obnoxious and wrong as she is, so it's more a genetic personality issue.
I've decided to work for hospice, you're excited for my thrilling stories of happiness, I know.
In other news, I have started a Inception Roman Republic story. It's not an AU. Yes, this is directly related to my lifelong psychotic obsession with the fall of the Republic/early Empire period. ...it's a bit "detailed." AHEM.
The situation in Wisconsin is so fucked up that I'm struggling to process it. Is this the end? Are we about to fail as a state? What the FUCK is even going on? I often think "what's going on in this country?" But not until Bush II did I ever thing "this is it, this is the precipice." And I've not stopped. Every turn of political events scares me and makes me think things Can Only Get Worse. I hate this feeling. I'm naturally actually an optimist and believe in the power of positive thinking. (In real life I'm actually kind of nice.) Sigh.