I got my car back from the Toyota dealership today because they were, and I quote, "unable to recreate the problem." Now, the AC wasn't working when I dropped it off, so they got to experience the issue at least once, but when it came time to diagnose, my car decided to start working better than it has in months. This is, ultimately, a good thing, because my interim car, I remembered this morning, hasn't blown cold air in a very long time. I managed to drop off the one and pick up the other in fairly short order.
I also met with Dr. Jan Chipman today in regards to my thyroid issues. Dr. Chipman, one or two of you might remember, was the woman who removed Emily's thyroid with such talent, and my gall bladder with such aplomb. I had taken my records to my regular doctor, Mark "Muscles" Orgel, and he looked at them, turned pale, and sent me to Dr. Chipman. Apparently one of the lumps is very suspicious. Chipman, however, said the 6mm mass was too small for a fine needle asperation (FNA), and we would just monitor it. If it gets bigger (and it likely will) we'll reassess. As for the auto-immune thyroiditis, she said I would end up having to have my thyroid removed eventually anyway, but it would be years if not decades before that was an issue. She then referred me to Dr. Mary Self, Emily's former endocrinologist, for maintenance.
I'm going to be hiring a friend's stepson to help out once a week with all things alpaca (i.e., poop shoveling, toenail trimming, and shot administering). I'm looking forward to the help, if not the teenage puppyish energy.
Oh, and I found this at this address:
http://www.velvetgarden.net/mens.html
"Everything you think you know about me is true. I am an evil, twisted devil-worshipper. I sacrifice kittens and babies, then dance naked, covered in their blood, around a bonfire, calling upon the great old ones to smite the blessed and raise the wicked to immortal supremacy on earth. Plus, your slut of a daughter gangbangs me and my friends on your dinner table, in exchange for crack cocaine. I hate puppies, flowers, apple pie, mom, and everything American, especially the president. But, most of all I hate you with a murderous passion you could barely understand with your limited intellect. Everything you feared about me is true. Oh, and I know where you live."
I also met with Dr. Jan Chipman today in regards to my thyroid issues. Dr. Chipman, one or two of you might remember, was the woman who removed Emily's thyroid with such talent, and my gall bladder with such aplomb. I had taken my records to my regular doctor, Mark "Muscles" Orgel, and he looked at them, turned pale, and sent me to Dr. Chipman. Apparently one of the lumps is very suspicious. Chipman, however, said the 6mm mass was too small for a fine needle asperation (FNA), and we would just monitor it. If it gets bigger (and it likely will) we'll reassess. As for the auto-immune thyroiditis, she said I would end up having to have my thyroid removed eventually anyway, but it would be years if not decades before that was an issue. She then referred me to Dr. Mary Self, Emily's former endocrinologist, for maintenance.
I'm going to be hiring a friend's stepson to help out once a week with all things alpaca (i.e., poop shoveling, toenail trimming, and shot administering). I'm looking forward to the help, if not the teenage puppyish energy.
Oh, and I found this at this address:
http://www.velvetgarden.net/mens.html
"Everything you think you know about me is true. I am an evil, twisted devil-worshipper. I sacrifice kittens and babies, then dance naked, covered in their blood, around a bonfire, calling upon the great old ones to smite the blessed and raise the wicked to immortal supremacy on earth. Plus, your slut of a daughter gangbangs me and my friends on your dinner table, in exchange for crack cocaine. I hate puppies, flowers, apple pie, mom, and everything American, especially the president. But, most of all I hate you with a murderous passion you could barely understand with your limited intellect. Everything you feared about me is true. Oh, and I know where you live."