shopping on friday

My daughter got me a gift card for Christmas to Victoria's Secret in the amount of $75. So, I went to the mall on Friday to get some badly needed bras. The bra I was wearing was a size 36 D, so that's what I tried on. Needless to say it didn't fit. I had the sales person measure me to determine what size I should be wearing. 38 DD!!! I was shocked!!! I think the girls must have a mind of their own. Now, is the reason for this jump in size because the bra I was wearing was that old and stretched out or is it that my boobs are never going to stop?! I sure hope it is the latter. When I got home, I went upstairs to put on my new bra. I had to laugh out loud at myself because there they were, up were they belong. WOW! I had to call my daughter and tell her my story and thank her for the gift. I feel like a new women. I guess I'm pretty easy to please. So, get out there and get yourself a new bra!

today's doctor appt.

Went to my doctor today, again. I called Friday to see if he would call in a different perscription, because the Tramadol that I am taking now is not relieving my pain. He said he wanted me to make an appointment to see him again before he decided what kind of med's to give me. He perscribed a pain patch, Durgesic or Fentanyl. I dropped off the script. and am suppose to pick it up this afternoon. I looked up what this is used for and the side effects. Now I'm not so sure I want to use it. I really need the pain relief, but I don't want to die to get it. This thing sounds pretty lethal to me. Anyone have some experience with this? Let me know.

how do you cut through the red tape?

I have filed a Social Security Disability claim, because I cannot work a full time job to support myself anymore. I have degenerative disc disease, and have has surgery on my neck. They replaced 3 herniated disc's and fused a piece of bone from my hip to my neck. I thought I would be ok after that,but it seems to be even worse than before. Has this happened to any of you? Any way, the denied my claim and now I have to file an appeal and possibly go in front of a judge. Where do they get off telling me that I can work. If I could work I would be working. My problem is how do I convince these people that I am in constant pain and exhausted fighting it. They are not in my skin. They aren't worried if I can make a living. It's all about meeting some stupid regulations they have made up, not about me.

christmas morning

can any one hear me!

I know this blog is probably as boring as they get, but I really am not sure what I am doing yet. So, I am just going to continue to write things here until some one eventually reponds to me and gives me some feedback. There are all kinds of things I can write about but, don't want to put them up if not can see them.