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Day: February 22, 2008

I won, I won!

I won, I won!

The other night I gathered up all of our bills and stacks of junk mail. I always say I’m going to go through the mail each day and toss out all the junk so I don’t have a mondo pile to go through all at once, but I never do. So, I’m going through the giant pile and I see an envelope addressed to me that looks like junk. I open it and I see a photo that I took a while back along with a bunch of forms. Confusion sets in. So I read on and the letter states that I entered a photo contest and mine was chosen to go into the book that they are making. Slowly I remember entering this contest months ago and waffling between two photos, unsure of which one I liked better.

Here’s what they had to say to me “Michelle, your photograph was selected for publication because of it’s unique perspective and your artistic vision”. Wee hooo!!!

I realize that this is a form letter sent to each person who was chosen to be in the book, but I don’t care. Unique perspective and artistic vision…ahhh. OK, I’m done being humble. 🙂 The thing is, since I am so lazy when it comes to going through the mail, the date on it was early January. And it said if I wanted to be included in the book and be published to sign and send back immediately. Oh well, we’ll see if it makes it there before press time.

Here’s the shot


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Did he say DIE????

Did he say DIE????

Why, yes he did folks…. I’ve had a busy few days with doctor appointments and sleeping off this cold/flu bug. OK, the title of this post refers to my visit with my chronic pain management doc. He has always said some really random and un-pc things, but this one caught me by surprise. He even slipped in a really tacky reference to Heath Ledger. Here’s how it went…

ME: Yes, I can tell the fentanyl is doing something, I still feel the burn in my legs but it feels muffled. ( I know, I don’t explain things very well)

DOC: OK, well the patch you have on now is a starter dose. So we’ll go up to 50mcg/hr. But I want you to know, YOU COULD DIE.

ME: silent stare, speechless

DOC: Right, so, for the first day or so you should have someone watching you.

ME: Did you say die?

DOC: Right.

ME: Okayy, um, that’s scary. So how should I take my pills then, should I cut down to 1 instead of 3 in the morning so I WON’T DIE.

DOC: No, no, you don’t want to do that. You would probably go into withdrawal.

ME: sigh.

DOC: Alrighty then. (As he’s getting up and walking out the door with me behind him) You’re on a pretty mighty cocktail. We don’t want another Heath Ledger on our hands. (Medical Assistants all look up at me) See you in a month!

I left the office scared to death of my new patch and my impending doom, and also feeling like a drug abuser. Mighty cocktail… not my fault I am in pain 24/7. And he is the one who prescribes the mighty cocktail. It’s not like I even want to take any of this. I would prefer to rewind 2 years and have my old life back…no pain, no illness, no references to Heath Ledger.

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