Just... stuff

I haven't written since Mother's Day, so I figured I'd do an update. Recently, Jeff and I have been spending our weekends going rock climbing and hanging out with our good friends. It's been pretty nice. This weekend, being Memorial Day Weekend and all, we are probably going to do more of the same.

Health-wise, I've managed to maintain my weight finally. I've been pretty strict with myself and what I eat and it seems to be working. I've got an appointment with a new Endocrinologist on the 9th, and until then I'm doing all that I can to just take care of myself.

This week I got to babysit my neice, Adelaide, for 2 hours. We had fun. I fed her some applesauce, and we played on my piano together for a while. It's funny how her face lights up when she realizes she's the reason the sound is coming out of the piano. She's quite delightful to have around, though she does make me realize what a large responsibility having a baby can be, and reminds me that it's ok if I don't take that on for a few years.

Training is going well. I love all of my clients, and just found out I got accepted at Texas State University. I'll be going in the Fall and finishing my bachelor's degree. I'll be going for a Fitness degree with a pre-physical therapy emphasis. I decided I'd like to go into a field where I can bill insurance companies. It feels better to take insurance money than people's hard earned cash. I also feel like finishing college is a very important thing I need to do, and there's no time like the present.

That's about it. Blog out.

Happy Mothers Day!!!

Happy Mother's Day to ALL of my friends and Family out there who are Mothers... Even those of you who are Pet Mommies like me.. and several of my closest friends. I realize it isn't the same as having a real child, a human child, but the love I feel for my Kitties is as maternal as it gets for me.. so I do truly consider myself their mother. Judge away ;).

This Mothers Day I wanted to do a Post dedicated to MY Mother... So here goes.




My Mother was a lot of things. My Mother IS a lot of things. But if there's one thing I know my Mother will ALWAYS be for me... is a constant source of Love.

My Mother has never caused me to doubt her love for me. My mother taught me to be strong, courageous, and to fight for myself, and what is right.

My Mother taught me to be loyal, to stand up for what I believe in, to take responsibility for myself and my actions.

My Mother taught me not to lie, not to cheat, and to treat others with dignity and respect. My Mother taught me not to stoop to others' levels even when the temptation is great.

My Mother taught me to defend myself, to defend those who are incapable of defending themselves, and to stand for Justice and truth.

My Mother taught me integrity.

But mostly... My mother taught me to love. She gives her love freely, and that is what being a Mother is all about. I love my Mother... and I am so greatful that I have had her with me my entire life, as a Mother and as a Friend.

Happy Mothers Day.

Epiphany

Today I had an epiphany. Turns out, I've got to stop being so trusting of people. Yes, I thought I had moved past naive to jaded long ago... but it turns out, I'm just getting started on the path to jaded. Let's just say ever since I got home from Disneyland, reality has been slapping me repeatedly in the face.

I can't really get into specifics because I don't want to cause drama... the issue at hand is a delicate and incredibly frustrating one, and therefore, I decided not to broadcast my issues in blog form to the 3 people that actually read this... you never know who may accidentally stumble upon this blog post and then get all huffy.

I'm just tired of appeasing everyone. Today I realized I'm gonna do for me. I'm going to watch out for the big ME, MYSELF, and ME... Jeff and my cats.... and... ME. ME ME ME MEMEMEMEMEMEME. Sorry. Weird mood.

I'm not going to trust stupid "Doctors" who aren't really "doctors" with supplements that aren't FDA regulated, and I'm not going to trust my endocrinologist's nutrition advice after she tells me she eats 800 calories per day (because I'm more educated on this subject than her, believe it or not), and I'm not going to trust people with money and feel like I got slapped in the face next time I check my bank account records. I am not going to sit passively by while others try to tell me who to be, what to do, what to eat, what my oppinion is, or anything else. I'm done. I'm not going to FAKE agree with anyone anymore. I am finished with it. I'm not going to cancel plans for other people when they would not return the favor. I am not going to WASTE my time caring about people who care only about themselves. I am FINISHED hurting myself in the process, and I am FINISHED being a doormat for people.

May you all liberate yourselves from your place of servitude at the foot of other's doors! I'm serious. I feel better just knowing the place I've reached.

With that being said, I should tell you about my visit to the Endocrinologist. Basically here are the big facts:

1) I have PCOS, have had PCOS for a long time, and my ovaries look like they're wearing black pearl necklaces.

2) My doctor doesn't know why I have PCOS but suspects it may be adrenal or too high level of male hormones - so she did a blood test for male hormones today. Guess that would explain the giant beard I've been growing...

3) My doctor told me to get off all the adrenal and liver supplements, she said she has no clue what is in those supplements and she doesn't feel that I should be taking them especially when "prescribed" by a DO rather than an MD. I'm done with supplements..

4) My doctor won't prescribe anything to help me get my period back, she told me to come back in a month if there is no period, and to test for adrenal problems.

5) Basically the appointment was a big fat no help for the moment, and I have to learn to be patient and wait and see and to keep a basal temperature chart. Oh and she told me to lose 10 lbs. Awesome.

But it wasn't all bad. Afterward, I went and spent time with my awesome sister-in-law, Liz, and baby Adelaide. They cheered me up a lot. It's all going to be OK. I just need some stress relief. Real bad. In case you couldn't tell from my post.