Pretty Lungs!

Good news, I don't have EIA (exercise-induced asthma). I went to the doctor today for PFTs and got straight A's! You know me, I always strive for those A's. My chest x-rays looked beautiful. So, either I'm a lazy slug who needs to do more cardiovascular exercise, or something is wrong with my heart. It's "uncommon" for someone my age to have heart problems. I don't know that this PA knows how uncommon I am. For now, I'll let myself believe it's the lazy thing.

The Mystery Continues!!

For having absolutely no medical history, I have a LOT of problems. I swear, whenever I fill out one of those things at the doctor's office that asks about your family's history, they look at me like I have 6 heads for having medical problems. But, apparently, I don't really have medical problems.
I went in Thursday because my ears have been killing me for a while. There's no infection. She didn't know what my problem was. So, I'm using Nasonex and pseudoephedrine to "see if that helps." I did mention my coughing problem that I have. I've had this cough off and on for a couple of years. It only comes on when I am really stressed out or over do things. She thinks I might have exercise-induced asthma. I got to get a chest x-ray and then I go back on Friday to do some pulmonary function tests. I get to run around the building at 2 in the afternoon. Stupid me didn't recall that part of our conversation when I scheduled the follow up appointment. "Would you like morning or afternoon?" My thoughts were "I would love to sleep in on my day off" so my mouth said "Afternoon." Of course it's at 2PM ... As soon as I walked out the door I thought "I'm a dumb ass... It's summer... I'm going to run around in the scorching heat!" Oh well, I guess it will make my decreased pulmonary function that much easier to test... or something.

Huswifery

Every now and then I get this feeling that I would like to be a housewife or stay-at-home-mom (of course we have to work on that mom part still...). Since school is out, I have relieved Eric of his hushusbandry duties. He usually is the one who cleans, cooks, does laundry. I'm the one who goes to school, works, carries babies for a few weeks at a time, and sleeps whenever I get a chance. It's my first day trying to be a good wife, cleaning the house. I can honestly say, I would go crazy if this was my life 24/7. The extra "me time" is nice... but how much extra does a person need? I would absolutely love to stay home and take care of a kid someday, because that's a real 24/7 job. But, once the house is clean... what else is there to do? I could bake... I could go for a bike ride... I could eat my hair some more (PS: my grades STILL aren't posted....)...

I'm already ready to enroll in classes again. I need education to keep me going. Must. Have. Something. To. Boast. About.

And now, we wait!

Yes, I am the crazy girl. You know, the one who sits in the corner eating her hair. Don't worry, it will go away soon. I have officially finished all of my classes and I'm patiently (or impatiently... whatever) waiting for my grades to post. It's been a hell of a 4 months.

I can officially question why people who live at home and work part time (or not at all) complain about school being "too hard." Dear lazy, mooching college students, GET OFF YOU BUTTS AND STOP COMPLAINING. I took 4 classes this semester (16 credits). You know what they were? Biology, Chemistry, Calculus, and English. No, it wasn't hard taking Biology and Chemistry at the same time. No, it wasn't hard throwing Calculus in the mix. No, it wasn't hard to keep up with everything even with an insane English professor. Oh yeah, did I mention that I have a full time job? No? Well, I do.

I don't mean to brag... but I do. These kids all thought I was crazy. Honestly, it wasn't THAT hard. It was more stressful than I would have liked it to be, but I'm pretty sure I got an A in all of my classes. No, that's not a typo. I meant to type an A. I won't know for sure until my professors submit my grades...

So here I am, sitting in the corner, eating my hair, waiting for my grades to post so I can be even more smug. I did it. I really did it.

An attempt at insight.

Welcome to the 21st century. In the 21st century, kids get cell phones in Elementary School. In the 21st century, dinner with friends consists of eating and tweeting about eating with your friends. In the 21st century, cell phones can do almost everything computers can. In the 21st century, socializing means commenting on someone's Facebook status.

What. The. Fuh.

I'm ready to get out and do other things... I absolutely love my phone, and it is pretty incredible. But, human interaction is much better than anything my phone can do.