The Road

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Don't hit the bunny, Frank's just on a beer run

So for those of you not in the know your dear narrator has been sick. Not like, deathly, or anything exceptionally terrible. Just cruddy and all around weak, puny, and sore. For almost three months now.

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This long

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I back-burnered it, chalked it up to stress (alot), or the weather (bitter cold and wet), blamed it on moving (four times since my birthday in September).

However the natives(my loving, patient SO) have grown restless with my excuses, packed my butt up and to the doctor.

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Would you let that take your blood?

I hate the doctor. I mean, I do understand that while it really isn’t the most pleasant place, it isn’t like a Guantanamo torture bullpen or anything thing.
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That the level of medical care that my insurance provides is safer than the best health care available in what is probably 90 percent of human history.
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Seriously not that long ago, doctors would most likely have just no-anesthesia carved chunks off until they found the offending particulate of your anatomy, or you died.

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To be honest, these guys would probably prefer it if you just died

That the provider I saw in particular was most likely working her way up from a Nurse Practitioner in a sliding scale clinic to a full fledged Doctorate, just because she wanted to help people. We didn’t talk about it, or share some sappy lifetime, soap operatic moment.

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We couldn't, HE was on his way...

She was just nice, and genuine, and the kind of person you really could, not only believe, but expect to be doing something like that. She actually listened when I was scared and sharing concerns, as well as laughed at my stupid jokes and called for tests to help put my mind at ease, instead of passing it on to the specialist I’ll have to go to anyway.
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That most of the other human beings out there right now, doing the best they can to survive, don’t have the same luxury to do something as simple and necessary as going to the doctor when they are sick. Whether it is because of finances, or distance, not having time because of children or a career, most people my age have difficulty getting medical care, and that’s without even going to some third world country for statistics and a Sarah Mclaughlin break.

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Thank you to Pavlov, for the music in your head

That is pathetic. Everyone should have access to adequate health care. Everywhere. End of discussion.

Alas, those facts do nothing to alleviate my anxiety loaded, hyper-aware, fight or flight, fully panic-mode engaged mind. I know that it is totally and wholly irrational, and that logically I know I should just be grateful for access to clean, modern health care.

That won’t stop me from dissolving into tears, shaking, nausea, the whole gamut rolling over me in heady waves perfumed with instinctual, primal pheromones bedecked in lacing thoughts of- JESUSCHRISTITSALIONGETINTHECAR
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the very second I step onto the pavement of the parking lot. Wanting to try to sneak out before they actually get to draw blood.
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Making said escape route on the fire safety floor plans posted in the exam room.

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I forgot my zippo at home you see...

In the end, I didn’t crawl out through an air duct searching for terrorists there to ruin what is either the earliest or latest Christmas party ever, but instead sat there and did my damndest not to pass out from holding my breath or anything mortifying like that while the phlebotomist (vampire) drew for vials.

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Seriously, they advertise that.

That was last Tuesday, and the results are in, I’m deficit in certain vitamins and minerals, but other than that, fine. I have to take a supplement, and in the meantime I’m going to be mapping out a new meal plan for balancing everything out where it should be for me.

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Guess which one?

Also, the torture of going to the doctor was rewarded with some major comfort food, Tomato basil soup, and a grilled cheddar sandwich.
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Simple, not the healthiest, but sue me, I’ve been sick.

Soo…. snow…. 0_0 yeah

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Day 2 of my icey gulag..
The furry four legged ones keep forcing me to traverse unto the feeezing bowels of hell itself.
I dont know how much more I can take, the walls, in my dream… they turn to the  powder that keeps me confined to this place, and crumble in, encapsulating me in a cold dark tomb.

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***Fin***

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Haha! Gotcha! Where I’m at, its cold, to say the least, but the specific street I have to drive, its BAD. So no going out unless its on dog sled, masquerading as the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man. Its nice, to look at, from inside with a nice hot chocolate.
However being sick, just finishing a move, trying to get moved in, frenetically trying to get a pantry/medication/supply stuff before we were snowed in, among other things, really put a damper on my going into the beautiful white world outside my doors. Alas I only ventured out a few times today but, I did manage to bring a few pieces of my day back to you.

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Sidebar: I drew a picture of the furballs, and like an annoying 5 year old with a fridge, I’m subjecting you to it.
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Finally!

Soo… objective complete.We are 100% out of the old place, it is cleaned, and other than deposits, we never have to think about it again… WooHoo!
Now to finish unpacking….
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Anyways, I have a sweet and savory paleo pairing in the works, as well as flyers, and a contest. (As soon as I find my office.)
Hooray for forgetting to mark the boxes clearly!

On the upside I get to see way more beautiful architecture on my excursions when I do get to actually get out of the house.
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Really though, some of the buildings I drive by are just… wow….
This is the Bennett house, but more on that later…image

or so anachronisticly quaint,
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or just downright amazing.
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The one (above) I was the most excited to share is completely blocked in the only shot I could find, but thats not saying that much since all of these photos are first pages google image results for my new home+architecture or screencaps on streetview.
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This one is a church on a main intersection I drive nearly every day, you can’t see it because of the crop, but in the picture (circa2012-13) there is construction starting. I’ve only lived here for a month now, so I didn’t even recognize it but it really does look completely different.
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This one, while a little plain, is just cool. I wonder if if their cleaning lady charges extra for windows?
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I have affectionately nicknamed this one “Splinter’s lair” and while the front door is regrettably NOT a manhole cover, who else do you think could live here? It reminds me of a house down the street growing up, but it looked like it might have been haunted by the ghost of a deadhead. Now, where I grew up is… not big enough for street view. At all. Its so small I actually can’t make a joke about it. However I did find a shot of it.
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On Google Earth.
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Hi Mom!

And because even I am guilty of being lazy, (or exhausted who really knows at this point? ) and my kitchen is still mostly boxed up and the fridge and pantry bare as a bone, I have gotten a chance to try some local places that aren’t franchises. Khin’s made for an awesome lunch, but do yourself a favor and go for the premium rolls. He’s super nice (like, seriously, he could pass for my grandpa, if he were Asian and could cook) and makes a bomb spicy crab philly! I’ve heard good things about Babylon’s and an Indian place, maybe someone out in the ether could give me leads on anywhere else good local?

Stay tuned for your regularly scheduled broadcast!

Ha, just kidding, seriously though, just to get an update out there, we are currently moving, and due to not wanting to lose my mind completely, posts will be delayed. (I know the absolutely no one reading this is sooooo disappointed…) But yesterday a challenge was issued, and a post will be made with the results! Vegetarian “chicken” wings beating out a wing joints chicken wings stay tuned will good food prevail or crap fast “food” win again? Bumbum buhhhhhhuuuum…..

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