And rightfully so it seems. And it all has to do with my extremely small, string on muscle relaxer, limp penis.
At least according to my junk mail box. Carrie would say otherwise of course, but why should I trust my loving wife? She doesn't flood my in box with 500 emails a week saying how strong and virile I am. So it must be true. I'm told I NEED and extra three inches at least 4 times a day and that I need about 40 lbs of Viagra type meds a week.
Based on my email I should have a schlong that measures...(3" x 4 times a day x 7 days a week x 52 weeks a year)... That's 192" or 16 feet long. DAMN! No wonder the wife isn't sexually satisfied.
That also explains why I need so much Viagra. God help me if I missed a dose. I'd be hard at both ends and limp in the middle.
Mind you If I followed their advice I'd start getting emails about me having a pencil dick.
On the plus side though I'm not fat. I don't any emails screaming that I need to lose 30 pounds fast.
I think I'm going to take my teeny weeny to the bathroom and cry now.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
That didn't last long...
Three days into the book he decided he didn't want a CCG. So now we've switched gears. 10 minutes of reading gets him his computer time for the day.
Friday one of the Degus had another litter of pups. Only 6 this time. The other female looks about ready to explode so we're thinking another litter within the next week.
I hate looking for work. It's depressing. I don't have a college degree so that kills a large chunk of jobs. I've got some rusty computer skills but no papers so I'm over qualified to flip burgers but under qualified to fix computers. I could go back into ware housing but lifting Logan hurts my back, how the hell am I supposed to be able to lift 50lb regularly through out the day and do it 5 days a week?
Friday one of the Degus had another litter of pups. Only 6 this time. The other female looks about ready to explode so we're thinking another litter within the next week.
I hate looking for work. It's depressing. I don't have a college degree so that kills a large chunk of jobs. I've got some rusty computer skills but no papers so I'm over qualified to flip burgers but under qualified to fix computers. I could go back into ware housing but lifting Logan hurts my back, how the hell am I supposed to be able to lift 50lb regularly through out the day and do it 5 days a week?
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Reading
At the beginning of the school year Logan brought home a note stating that to improve a child's reading skill they need to read for 10 minutes a day. That sounds great in theory but has proven difficult at best in practice.
Like all kids, if he doesn't want to do something he makes it seem as if it's killing him. Logan's thing is he's "itchy". This allows him to squirm and whine and put the book down. Of course every 30 seconds he's asking if it's been 10 minutes yet. He also tends to like to "read" books he pretty much has memorized.
Last night I found one of my book I figure he might like. It's a novel by Marvel Comics, a Spider-man/X-men cross over. It's about 200 pages long and in the 10 minutes he read slightly more than a page. Towards the end he was dropping the tears to try and get out of it. GAH!
Then I had flash of inspiration. I'm not quite bribing him, I'm challenging him. If he gets the book read by Christmas then for his birthday we will get him a collectible card game. He was very interested in the deal.
I explained to him that he HAD to be able to read fairly well to play a CCG like Pokemon, Yu-gi-oh or any of the other games. He was curious about what other card games there were so we went on line and looked some up. I told him that we'd have to go to the stores around us because not all the games we found would be available here. So today after lunch we're all going downtown to the games shops.
Carrie had her dentist appointment in Belleville last week. The bone loss in the jaws isn't being caused by the osteopenia, it's being caused by gingivitis and another oral disease. Both are treatable and both should have been seen by the dentist here. So we are a bit pissed about that. Dr. Vepoorte in Belleville is going to take us back on as clients so we don't have a group of retarded monkeys putting sharp objects in out mouths anymore.
Carrie also saw our family doctor. Basically he told her to only use the chair for long walks. She needs to walk at least 30 minutes a day to help strengthen her back. It won't cure her but it will help reduce the pain.
The week before last we had a meeting with ODSP (Ontario Disability Support Program). Basically they wanted to confirm our finances to ensure we were still eligible. We are for now.
They informed us about changes being made and that I now have to work(or prove I'm looking for it), even if it's part time. Failure to do so would mean I'm removed from the monthly cheque.
Now, I have been looking. I've been putting out several resumes on line a week, including to womens clothing stores. I just haven't bothered to keep a record. So of course I get the lecture from ODSP. Then a few days later from Carrie. A few days after that I hear it from my mother. Carrie gives me a second hand lecture from our family doctor. So I had a meltdown.
I snapped. Now I have everyone in the family terrified I'm going to do something stupid. They all want me to go in and get diagnosed to see if I suffer from depression. That's a great idea but how do i do that? A few months ago our doctor gave Carrie a referral for a psychiatrist. That went great, none of them here in Kingston were taking new patiences. So how the hell do I get to see one? I don't have a referral, not that would actually help. Maybe if I had a gun or a large knife?
Like all kids, if he doesn't want to do something he makes it seem as if it's killing him. Logan's thing is he's "itchy". This allows him to squirm and whine and put the book down. Of course every 30 seconds he's asking if it's been 10 minutes yet. He also tends to like to "read" books he pretty much has memorized.
Last night I found one of my book I figure he might like. It's a novel by Marvel Comics, a Spider-man/X-men cross over. It's about 200 pages long and in the 10 minutes he read slightly more than a page. Towards the end he was dropping the tears to try and get out of it. GAH!
Then I had flash of inspiration. I'm not quite bribing him, I'm challenging him. If he gets the book read by Christmas then for his birthday we will get him a collectible card game. He was very interested in the deal.
I explained to him that he HAD to be able to read fairly well to play a CCG like Pokemon, Yu-gi-oh or any of the other games. He was curious about what other card games there were so we went on line and looked some up. I told him that we'd have to go to the stores around us because not all the games we found would be available here. So today after lunch we're all going downtown to the games shops.
Carrie had her dentist appointment in Belleville last week. The bone loss in the jaws isn't being caused by the osteopenia, it's being caused by gingivitis and another oral disease. Both are treatable and both should have been seen by the dentist here. So we are a bit pissed about that. Dr. Vepoorte in Belleville is going to take us back on as clients so we don't have a group of retarded monkeys putting sharp objects in out mouths anymore.
Carrie also saw our family doctor. Basically he told her to only use the chair for long walks. She needs to walk at least 30 minutes a day to help strengthen her back. It won't cure her but it will help reduce the pain.
The week before last we had a meeting with ODSP (Ontario Disability Support Program). Basically they wanted to confirm our finances to ensure we were still eligible. We are for now.
They informed us about changes being made and that I now have to work(or prove I'm looking for it), even if it's part time. Failure to do so would mean I'm removed from the monthly cheque.
Now, I have been looking. I've been putting out several resumes on line a week, including to womens clothing stores. I just haven't bothered to keep a record. So of course I get the lecture from ODSP. Then a few days later from Carrie. A few days after that I hear it from my mother. Carrie gives me a second hand lecture from our family doctor. So I had a meltdown.
I snapped. Now I have everyone in the family terrified I'm going to do something stupid. They all want me to go in and get diagnosed to see if I suffer from depression. That's a great idea but how do i do that? A few months ago our doctor gave Carrie a referral for a psychiatrist. That went great, none of them here in Kingston were taking new patiences. So how the hell do I get to see one? I don't have a referral, not that would actually help. Maybe if I had a gun or a large knife?
Thursday, October 04, 2007
I need to punch something...
As you know Carrie was diagnosed with Osteopenia last year, it's like a step below osteoporosis.
We managed to get a loaner electric wheel chair through the Oddfellows Hall and that's been great. Carrie would prefer a scooter since it's easier to put into a trunk should we need to take a car somewhere.
Sunday afternoon Carrie was munching on some leftover roast beef and found one of her lower front teeth had come loose. Monday and Tuesday she had some minor discomfort and yesterday it was bad enough for her to go to the dentist.
The dentist took some x-rays and pulled 2 of her teeth. Based on the x-rays he could see that the bone had deteriorated to a point where it could not support the tooth. Further x-rays showed that the rest of the lower teeth were not being supported properly anymore. Basically she has about 6 months before the rest of her bottom teeth fall out.
The Ontario Disability Support Program (ODSP) doesn't cover dentures. We sure as hell don't have the funds to pay for them out of our pocket either.
My stress levels aren't doing so well.
We called my mother to let her know what was going on and what we should do next. She suggested we contact her dentist for a denture consult/second opinion. Sine he knows mom so well he'd be able to set up a payment play.
Carrie had an appointment on Wed with him then on Thursday she sees our family doctor to talk to him about this. I'm guessing/hoping that he'll order another bone density test and make it more thorough.
We managed to get a loaner electric wheel chair through the Oddfellows Hall and that's been great. Carrie would prefer a scooter since it's easier to put into a trunk should we need to take a car somewhere.
Sunday afternoon Carrie was munching on some leftover roast beef and found one of her lower front teeth had come loose. Monday and Tuesday she had some minor discomfort and yesterday it was bad enough for her to go to the dentist.
The dentist took some x-rays and pulled 2 of her teeth. Based on the x-rays he could see that the bone had deteriorated to a point where it could not support the tooth. Further x-rays showed that the rest of the lower teeth were not being supported properly anymore. Basically she has about 6 months before the rest of her bottom teeth fall out.
The Ontario Disability Support Program (ODSP) doesn't cover dentures. We sure as hell don't have the funds to pay for them out of our pocket either.
My stress levels aren't doing so well.
We called my mother to let her know what was going on and what we should do next. She suggested we contact her dentist for a denture consult/second opinion. Sine he knows mom so well he'd be able to set up a payment play.
Carrie had an appointment on Wed with him then on Thursday she sees our family doctor to talk to him about this. I'm guessing/hoping that he'll order another bone density test and make it more thorough.
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