Waiting

Don't you hate it when you're waiting for a phone call from your doctor? I do. Today, I called and told the secretary about how the medicine the doctor prescribed me are making me feel worse and if I should continue taking them or should I be taking them differently.

"She won't be in till 2 today, I'll give her the message and have her call you."

"Ok, take down my work and cell just in case I don't pick up at my desk."

I gave her the numbers. 3:47pm still no call. My receptionist went home on half a personal day to take her daughters trick or treating. My temp called in sick and well besides me feeling like I got hit by a Mack truck I had no choice but to cover the front desk.

So here I am sitting at the front desk holding in my urine for hours, maybe it was an hour or two, and I had to wait for freaking UPS and FEDEX to come pick up their packages. Finally I couldn't stand it anymore I walked to the bathroom in pain holding on to my cell phone hoping my damn doctor would call. Before I went to the bathroom I called the Dr's office and left a message to call on my cell. Can you believe it I had to bring my damn cell phone to the bathroom so I wouldn't miss the doctor's call. It's 4:26pm, I'm out of work at 5 and STILL no call. Unbelievable. I could have died. Ok not really I would have went to the emergency room, but come on I feel real sick. It's been a month already and all it is doing is getting worse.

Amethyst

Today I wore my amethyst ring. Let me take you back to a long time ago, but before I do that, the reason I put on my amethyst ring today was because of my second oldest brother. Lucio came over last night with his one year old son. He needed to use my computer. Thing is I have a tower that my brother in law gave me in my living room that is not hooked up. I'm waiting to copy all my files on my current computer and then hooking up the tower my brother in law gave me. Since that tower has XP on it, my brother plugged it in and took my huge monitor from my current computer and started to work on that one in the living room. Then he would put the monitor back where it originally was. As he was putting the huge monitor back on my desk, it fell forward, good thing he wasn't right under it. Everything on my desk went flying. There was a box filled with sentimental things and well, it broke and everything went flying out of it. My gold medal for singing from High School. My name ring that my second oldest brother gave me, My brother Martino's who passed away, sunglasses were in there and there were other things that I can not remember at this particular moment. When my brother and I went scrounging on the floor picking everything up he found another ring. It was the ring Martino gave me a long time ago. Honestly it was a replica of the ring Martino and his ex wife gave to me a very long time ago.

I had a friend from High School who had a younger brother who was trouble. I always took off all my rings and put it by the sink in my old house where I grew up, when I had to wash my face. One day my friend at the time came over and her brother ended up coming over for some reason to talk to her. He had to use the bathroom and well he took forever and a day. My youngest brother brought it up to me and we found it strange. After he left I went into the bathroom and all my jewelry was missing. Every single day I took my rings off and layed it beside that damn sink, nothing ever happened to it till that day long ago. I was furious. I told my friend that her brother was in the bathroom way to long and the reason was because he stole my jewelry. I punched the wall almost making a hole. At the time, my brother Martino was still alive. When my brother passed away, I was so upset when I thought about the ring.

After Martino died I started working with my ex sister in law, Lucio's wife. A man at her job had this book of jewelry that he was selling. There it was. The ring Martino bought me. I saved and saved to end up finally purchasing it. It still hurts me so much when I think about what happen to the one he got me. There was a reason why I saw that ring in that book, my brother was already gone for atleast a year or two, but my heart wanted me to buy it.

So today, I put it on. My amethyst ring.

Things Said In The Office That Sounds Dirty

I’ll come when I’m done.

You can stick it right here.

You’re too tight you need to loosen up.

Can you get it to work?

One Word

I received an email ONE WORD. So I replied and then forwarded it to a few friends.

One Word Describe me in one word - just one. And don’t say Crazy. Look deep inside me and tell me what you find freaks! Send it to me (only me). Then forward this email to your friends andsee how many strange things people think about you. Reply it's fun

This is what they said

beautiful
Hurt
lonely
Ok, no crazy how about Insane?? LOL!! Seriously though, I would have to say Spirited.
Unique
Though I have only known you for a very short time I have to say you are: BEAUTIFUL (heart wise)

You care so much about those closest to you that even your bluntness and unreserved manner of expressing your thoughts and feelings is appreciated because they know it comes from the heart.

Though, I do see you very passionate as well

Thoughtful!
stupid! lol
Outstanding
Strange

unforgettable

i always remember you, your laughs your jokes and your fun

Ecentric

Numbers

ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.

TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.

THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.

FOUR. When you say, "I love you," mean it.

FIVE. When you say, "I'm sorry," look the person in the eye.

SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.

SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.

EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have much.

NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.

TEN.. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.

ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.

TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.

THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, "Why do you want to know?"

FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve! great risk.

FIFTEEN. Say "bless you" when you hear someone sneeze.

SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson

SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and responsibility for all your actions.

EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.

TWENTY-ONE. Spend some time alone.

Lactaid Pills

So I’ve finally had enough courage and took a Lactaid pill before destroying my stomach with a cinnamon raison toasted bagel with cream cheese and jelly. My coworker has a box of them in her desk draw. She said they worked for her, so I thought

“hmmm…I don’t think it will work for me, but I won’t know unless I try right?”

So, she gave me one. I ate my bagel. Then being lactose intolerant…well you should know the rest.
Lactaid pills are BULL SHIT!!!

My Sister

She was starting a new job. So she decided to go to the doctor before she left her old job and started her new one. The gyno said that her ovary was extremely infected.

My sister was supposed to go in for surgery and get out in two days. It’s been a week and she still lies in a hospital bed. At 30 something she had her partial hysterectomy leaving her with only one ovary to balance her hormones. She just recently went to the gyno and well, there was no if’s or buts, she had to have surgery. They found her only ovary extremely infected. Not to mention she has problems with her bladder. It all had to do with the birth of her only child. It was a complicated birth. So while in there, they were going to do surgery on her bladder. The doctors could not understand why she was enduring so much pain. It should have subsided a bit and all it did was get worse. They had found her one ovary left intertwined into her intestines. The doctor could not believe all the scar tissue that was built inside. This surgery was more complicated than they thought. They removed her ovary and while doing that they ended up digging into her intestine stitching it back up. They put something inside her bladder, for the life of me I cannot remember what it is called at the moment. So they removed the scar tissue removed the ovary and stitched her intestine right back up and then to recovery. Two days and she goes home.

Things didn’t work out the way they were suppose to. They did an emergency surgery, thinking that the fluids from her intestines were infecting her abs and her insides. They said it was deadly and needed to do an emergency exploratory surgery. They went in and had three surgeons look at the stitches on her intestine, it all looked fine, but found her appendix looking a bit shady, so they removed it. Day three and my sister was in excruciating pain. Let me tell you I’ve had four surgeries and the after surgery pain is a BITCH!!

She was in the hospital for over a week. My sister is stubborn and it gets me nervous. She has a heart problem, she told me that the cardiologist doctors would always come and check up on her, they all took a liking to my sister. Of course, she’s a great beautiful person. Heck, she’s related to me. As I called her every single day she couldn’t even recognize my voice on the phone, they had her all drugged up. She told me every single day that the pain wasn’t getting any better, she would cry on the phone and I had to be the strong one, when inside I was crumbling. In January it will be 11 years that my brother passed away and I get real nervous now, with my sister having a heart problem and having difficulty recovering. She would cry telling me that the doctors didn’t even know what was wrong.

My parents were a wreck. They had to be strong too. One day my mother told me that the doctors loved my sister so much and they did everything and anything to try and take away her pain but they didn’t know what it was. My mother also told me that the doctor told my sister that she took her from up there and brought her back down here. In other words, the doctor took my sister from dying and brought her back to life. My sister was dying and here I was in New York not able to do a damn thing. So here I am trying to be strong and go to my new job putting up a front that my life is grand, when inside I was dying.
She’s back home now, still in pain, but working and taking it real slow. Till this day, it’s been about a month, the most, since her surgery. She still suffers and still does not know what is wrong. This, my fellow readers, is part of my everyday life. Welcome to the every day pouring rain of Cha Fai’s life.