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mashupWeekend Mashup!

Hello lovelies, so things have been a little crazy out here in crazy Berzerktown! Because of this I’m mashing up days six, seven and eight. I know not fair, but trust me nothing exciting has really happened, I didn’t get slapped, hitched, or ditched. This might happen a couple of times, I’m doing the best I can so it won’t, but hey LIFE HAPPENS! 

So let’s start with day six:

Well, this wonderful day started with me hitting the snooze button for over an hour, poor thing it so must hate me. But that was nothing compared to what was to come. As soon as this chick opened her ojitos tapatios my head starting screaming. Nope, not a typo, it was screaming! I’ve had a migraine since Sunday evening, but I was able to control the density of the pain with my prescription and for some reason or another Friday was the day that it decided to go nuclear on me.

yodaI tried to do the whole Yoda and Miyagi on it by doing the whole “out of sight, out of mind” bit. But didn’t work. I did my morning ritual, I even went to work and finished up a major project that had to be done that day.

But apparently, I failed to realize or I must have gotten up Miyagito go to the bathroom when Miyagi was teaching Daniel-son how to deal with the things that are “out of sight, but in your mind!” Because I could not see this pain, but God Almighty could I feel it. Once, the nausea kicked in I knew it was time to throw in the towel, and drive myself to the emergency room.

I have no idea how I drove, but I did. I’m sure I was driving extremely slow, especially because the sun was out. If you’ve never suffered a migraine (lucky bastards), let me tell you what happens:

migraineMigraine headaches can be dull or severe. The pain may be felt behind the eye or in the back of the head and neck. For me it’s always in the side, in the temple area. For many patients, the headaches start on the same side each time. The headaches usually:

      • Feel throbbing, pounding, or pulsating
      • Are worse on one side of the head
      • Start as a dull ache and get worse within minutes to hours
      • Last 6 – 48 hours

Other symptoms that may occur with the headache include:

      • Chills
      • Increased urination
      • Fatigue
      • Loss of appetite
      • Nausea and vomiting
      • Numbness, tingling, or weakness
      • Problems concentrating, trouble finding words
      • Sensitivity to light or sound
      • Sweating

It is no walk in the park, I started having headaches since I was 6 years old. I officially got diagnosed with migraines at the age of 12, after a crisis lasted a week and caused me to black out. I’ve been in treatment since then; however, I’ve had them under control for the past 5 years or so. I know my triggers, and I usually know what to do when one starts. Since, this Summer these bad boys have submerged and with a vengeance, especially this bad boy. It was not taking any prisoners it was out to kill.

I was shaking, urinating every 30 minutes, nausea, I was cold as heck and my arms and fingers were tingling. Needles to say about the light sensitivity, I was lucky that both the nurses and doctors at Kaiser were conscious of my symptoms. They put me in a dark room, the door was closed at all times, and when they would come in to check on me they didn’t turn on the lights! That my friends is awesome!

The first time I got diagnosed my poor mother and I had to sit in the emergency room at General Hospital in Los Angeles for eight hours until someone was able to see me. During my waiting time, my pain just seemed to get worse because I had to wait under florescent lighting, I tried to cover myself but it was just not happening. At Kaiser I  only had to wait about thirty minutes and another thirty minutes to get my shots. At this point I didn’t mind the wait, I was in a bed in a dark room and I knew sweet release was coming my way. Three shots and a nap under a warm hospital blanket was just what I needed.

The sad part here is that I was alone, that made me feel a bit like crap. But that was only momentary. Because; although, I was in the hospital alone I had people willing to pick me up from the hospital, one of those individuals was my boss. Yup, pretty cool ha? That’s a first for me! He was not going to pick me up and take me back to the office either. Honey, I was so drugged up that I wouldn’t even know what to do with a stapler! But I felt a bit more comfortable with my friend Kathleen picking me up, it also felt safer. God knows what might have slipped from my mouth, you never know what you might say. Nothing sexy folks, but something incredibly stupid is a high possibility.

My dear friend left work early to pick me up, what a friend, right? Here she is: If you see kathleenher in the street give her a hug! Just because she’s awesome and she loves them too! Who doesn’t love hugs?

Day 7

After waking up with with the most horrible cotton mouth ever, I decided to clean house a bit. See here’s the thing with me, I think there’s a strong connection with the chaos or disorder in your home with the chaos or disorder in your life. Thus, if my house is messy, I feel my life is in chaos too. I have no idea why, but this is how I feel. I mean it makes sense, right? You come home from a busy and stressed day at the office, coming home to a clean home means peace. While coming home to a messy apartment is going to make you run the other way or just increase your stress levels. Simple.

So, if my apartment is a mess, I go nuts. Because I know what it’s doing to me, I mean I don’t go all kinds of crazy either. I do what I can and what I can’t I let it be. Plus, I’m seriously messy. I’ve been like that since I was a kid. I would only make my bed on Saturday’s. I mean why make it if you’re going to lay down again? I didn’t understand and my mother failed to understand my arguments against it.  My ex-boyfriend use to call me the “little tornado” because I always left a mess in his room. Not as in dirty stuff everywhere, but bags here, shoes there, nothing crazy like dirty underwear or dirty dishes all over the place. I was and am always in a rush, so I tend to leave stuff out.

Enough with the cleaning. 

I had to go to job number two that night, I work part-time at a famous concert venue, in San Francisco it’s what I use to call my fun job (for all intent and purposes we will continue to call it that). It’s losing it’s glamour with some crazy crap that is going on right now, but the people make it worth it. Anyways, it had been a while since I had seen my fun family so it was nice to hang out with them again. It was a busy night, but nothing out of the ordinary. However, the thing that was unusual about this night, was break upthat the ex-boyfriend was nice to me. Oh yea, did I fail to mention that? My ex-boyfriend, the guy whose heart I broke two days before Valentine’s Day (there’s more to this, I’m not that mean) is now my boss, he wasn’t then when we dated but he is now, how you like them apples?

Anyways, ever since he came back as the new boss, there has been extreme weirdness between us. He made it clear before he came back that he didn’t want to be friends, so I just went with it. He was hurt and I understand that it must be hard to be friends with someone you still have strong feelings for.  I can’t force my friendship on someone, nor do I want to. Made things hard at work, but we both seemed to deal. But this night it was different, he actually gave me a hug. Would come up to my post and start a conversation, not life altering but nonetheless it was something that had not happened between us for a long time. I realized I missed it. I missed his craziness, I’m not trying to get back together with the guy, I just missed being able to talk and laugh with him. You know, without the weirdness between us.

It gets better. At the end of the night, I discover flowers in my locker. I wonder who?

They are nice aren't they?

They are nice aren’t they?

The funny thing is that the rest of the crew didn’t even act surprised when I told them Ifound them in my locker. One guy was like: “We all know who that was?” ha-ha! I guess we all did, he (the ex); of course, played dumb. Responding with a “what flowers?” He is the only one that would ever do something like that, especially to me. It was nice, they are beautiful and look pretty darn good in my altar.

Day 8

This day was hectic, I mean today was ridiculous! I am suppose to be taking it easy, but I keep finding it hard to do. Since, I woke up at 9am this morning I have been non-stop until now, it’s almost midnight! I woke up and got ready for my acupuncture appointment, I’m telling you I’m becoming a pro when it comes to acupuncture now. I get my regular seat, and this time I didn’t freeze or have to wake up because I had to use the restroom. I mean, I did have to use the restroom before I left the center, let’s not get crazy!

tree

My beautiful tiny tree!

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to completely relax, only because I knew I had to do a lot today. I had an event I had to go to, tamales to pick up and distribute, and a tree I was determined to have up by tonight!

But I did my best and I was able to get some zen out of it. I had so much energy afterwards, I came home cooked, cleaned, and put up my Christmas tree. Luckily the tamales got dropped off, but I had to go an event for Somos Familia! (We Are Family!) This is a nonprofit that works with the LGBTQ community, to be more precise with families that are coping or trying to adapt to a family member’s sexuality. I have just joined to be on their speakers bureau, which means that I will be facilitating workshops and story telling. I will be sharing my story which will help break that lame ass concept that people have about how people raised by homosexuals become gay too! Honey, I was raised by a great man who just happens to like men. What’s the problem?snap

Wait, hold the phone! Maybe I am like him!? I too like, I mean LOVE men!

So, after getting the “okay” from my uncle and his partner I will be sharing my story, on how truly fabulous it was to be raised by a gay man. I will share this story with you on another day. They are both a big part of my life, so they deserve an entire post to themselves.

Anyways, got there a bit late. Quite late to be exact, I was only there for an hour. I was not able to participate in any of the games either because my foot was hurting like hell.

Pretty much!

Pretty much!

Oh yea, let me tell you how the Universe siked me out today! I was extremely determined to get off the boot by tomorrow, I was going to get up early in the morning, put on my brace, and go for a walk. No inclines, just a flat surface. I was feeling good, in my defense I was on my acupuncture high! But later that afternoon when it was time for me to leave, I realized that my foot was hurting like hell. See all that time that I was running around my house, I was boot-free. I did too much and with no support, I probably should have put on my brace or something. So now, I’m determined to make an appointment with my PT guy, and get this healing on it’s way.

I will not be in a boot for the New Year, that’s the plan and I’m sticking to it.

Wish me luck lovelies!

Hey how about about that, we finished our first week together. Was it as good for you, smokeas it was for me? I guess only time will tell.

Hope you all have a wonderful week!

Good night lovelies!