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11Mar
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OK I’m Awake!

Because I work such long hours, I’m forced to schedule my physical therapy sessions at like the crack of dawn. It minimizes the amount of time I have to take off from work. The main problem with this, aside from the fact that my sessions sometimes start a full HOUR before I’m used to starting work, is that I have to drive about 20  miles to get there. 20 miles + rush hour traffic = about a 45 minute drive. So I leave my house anywhere from an hour to almost 2 hours earlier than I “should” on physical therapy mornings. Needless to say, I’m pretty tired – tired like I was during the Olympics. Exhausted really.

After waking up at the crack of dawn yesterday and sort of zombie-ing through my morning, I decided that I MUST get to bed early last night. Yet despite my best efforts, I didn’t make it to my bed until around 11. Alarm starts chirping just a few short hours later, and I’m NOT a happy camper. I think I snoozed for like 35 minutes before finally giving in to the little voice in my head telling me I need to get up, leave my warm bed, and face the day. Ugh. Fine.

Again, eyes don’t wanna open. It’s cold. I don’t wanna leave my house. So I throw on some jeans (and not exactly my nicest pair either lol), running shoes (the physical therapist wants to check them out), a shirt, and a sweatshirt. It’s not the nicest of outfits, but it works OK for work, and it’s comfy. I then quickly throw my hair up in a pile on top of my head, and really it’s not too polished looking, but I simply couldn’t care less at this point. Obviously I’m also wearing my glasses. Let’s be honest – if my eyes don’t even want to open, jamming contacts into them just isn’t a choice. I figured I’ll just clean up a bit after physical therapy when I’m more awake.

Thankfully I made a pot of coffee this morning. A strong pot of coffee. Started chugging that before I even got into my car lol. It was kinda sorta maybe kicking in a little bit the more I drank. I’m about halfway to PT at this point, and starting to feel a little better. Got some good music playing…it might end up being a good morning after all.

Then the morning gets interesting.

About 3 cars in front of me I see this truck kinda sway/drift over to the right. He compensates my cutting to the left. Only he over compensates. Big time over compensates – dude spins out. So I see a spinning truck, hella cars slamming on brakes, people swerving in all kinds of directions (think parting of the red sea but with vehicles), the car in front of me (also slamming on brakes, clearly) is quickly approaching. FOOT ON BRAKE ON FLOOR…PLEASE LET ME STOP! Check the rearview mirror, yep car behind me is quickly approaching, fuck I’m about to get sandwiched here. FUCK PLEASE STOP CAR.FUCK FUCK FUCK. I’m gonna hit this SUV. Goddamnit I was JUST in a sandwich accident, please don’t let this happen AGAIN.

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Posted by Caro in Life, Random, fears, health
09Mar
1

BRUTAL-ly Honest

I had physical therapy today. My usual physical therapist was sick so I got a substitute today. A brutally honest one. I guess I should talk about physical therapy in general since I haven’t done that yet.

About a week and a half ago I went in for my consult and evaluation. It was kinda odd, but based on past physical therapy sessions for other problems, I was expecting odd. She needed to observe and measure all kinds of things related to my foot, so I took off both shoes and socks. She looked at my feet while I just stood there. She had me raise up to my toes while standing on both feet. She had me stand on one foot at a time so she could look at something else. Then she made me walk up and back the room so she could see stuff when I walked. Then I laid down.

Here’s where it got really sad: she measured my calf/Achilles flexibility. When you’re laying back and you pull your toes up to a 90 degree angle (toes to the sky), that 90 degree angle is considered “0″. Pull your toes in toward your shin more, and every degree beyond 90 is +1. So you want the 80 degree angle: +10 on their scale. Ok so when I first got measured a week and a half ago, I was at -5. MINUS 5. So that’s 15 degrees of flexibility that I’m lacking. OK people, it turns out this isn’t bad; it’s ABYSMAL. Apparently the average elderly person has more flexibility in their calf/Achilles. Heck even my “good” foot is only at a +5. OK fine, my ankle and calf aren’t flexible. Whatever — fix me!!

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Posted by Caro in Life, fears, health, rants and raves, things to do
26Feb
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Aerials

So… aerials are crazy.

Skier starts down this skinny little trail.

Arms up.

Silence/Awe.

Then a coach breaking the silence by yelling “STRETCH” or “LOOK DOWN THE HILL”.

They land.

People scream.

This sport is absolutely amazing.

Posted by Caro in Random, Sports, TV, fears
02Feb
3

Marla

I’m not even sure where to start with this. I guess I could start just by simply stating that I hate Marla. Passionately.

You might be wondering who the F this Marla person is. Well she’s not a person; she’s a part of my foot.

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Posted by Caro in Random, fears, health, things to do
02Feb
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Posted by Caro in Random, baby, family, fears, health
20Jan
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Keloids Can Kiss My Ass

I work in research. Every now and again, I try to “give back” to my research community. Mostly these are selfish endeavors, in that I do one study over another because I get paid. Well last week a paid research opportunity presented itself to me, so I jumped on it.

It was an MRI study. Get paid like $50 to get a 30 min MRI done. Sounds easy enough right? Well the problem with this is that you can’t bring metal into the MRI room. If you have a metal object, like say a piercing, lodged somewhere in you, it will certainly be ripped out. Painfully and traumatically. I knew this going into it, but figured I’d be fine.

I’ve had my cartilage pierced for like 9 years. Not a single problem with it. It should also be noted that I have never once attempted to remove it. I’m not even sure how to remove it.

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Posted by Caro in Life, Random, fears, health, money, things to do
20Dec
2

Swine

I went to the drug store today to pick up a refill of one of my prescriptions. I get that it’s a pharmacy so I’m likely to encounter the occasional sicky while I’m there. That’s fine.

What I have a problem with is this:

I walk into the store today and I see a kid, maybe 9 years old. He’s got a SARS mask on. OK, you’re sick and you’ve got a mask on. Good. He’s got this horrible sounding hack, so I’m actually pretty thankful that he’s got this mask on. I decided to pick up a card and some earplugs before making my way over to pick up my meds. While I’m wandering around the store, I see this kid again and again. I realized later that while his parents were in line at the pharmacy, they were letting this kid wander around the store, unsupervised. His shirt is soaked, so I assume this kid has an active fever. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this kid looks to have symptomatic H1N1. Definitely contagious. It would be one thing if he was standing with his parents, keeping his mask on, not touching anything. But this kid is wandering the store, picking up toys, touching all kinds of stuff, and the last time that I saw him, he had pulled his mask down around his neck and was only half coughing into it.

FUCK.

Granted I got my H1N1 vaccine over 10 days ago (the amount of time it takes to fully take effect) so I’m 99.9% sure I’m not going to catch this thing, but I guarantee that there are other people in this store who have not gotten their H1N1 shot. When you have a contagious disease and you don’t need to be out in public, stay the fuck away from people. Or at least keep your sick kid in the car if you have to bring him with you.

What is wrong with people?

Posted by Caro in fears, health, rants and raves
30Oct
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Posted by Caro in Life, fears, health
20Oct
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Spiders

I am afraid of spiders.

Well that’s an understatement. I’m terrified of spiders. Caro + spider = panic attack.

Because I’m OCD, I’ve divided spiders into 3 categories: “daddy long-legs”, “the chunky kind”, and “other”. To clarify, the “chunky kind” are those black ones that have thick bodies and short legs. These are some quick motherf*ers, so killing them on first sight is a must. We can’t have them getting away! Since these are the 2 most commonly seen kinds, all the rest go into the “other” category, which is rarely used but includes: the clearish ones, the yellow ones, and black widows. Rare, yes, but BW’s have to be accounted for even though I’ve never seen one. Now all of these categories of arachnid used to produce the same result: Caro shrieking and freaking out until the spider was dead or otherwise removed from sight.

Lately though, I’ve made peace with some of these 8 legged creatures. One grouping at a time of course. Daddy long-legs and I can get along just fine. I no longer run for the hills, screaming like a little school girl when I see these creatures. I’ve also gotten to a point where I can calm myself down when I see the chunky kind and can remain in my house if one gets away. I rarely see the other kinds, so whatever. Spiders and I are ok. Neutral, like the Swiss.

Until last week.

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Posted by Caro in Animals, Random, fears
04Jul
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People Watching

On the 4th of July I had hoped to go out and do something. But due to a lot of factors, by the time I made this decision Petra was already in bed. I decided that rather than sit around the apartment by myself, I would hit up the streets of the Costa Brava and find some entertainment.

It didn´t take long.

I just wanted to sit somewhere and maybe have a drink while watching the people go by. However, I have a fear of going to a restaurant, particularly one in a foreign country, and sitting down at a table by myself. Not to mention that here you seat yourself at most restaurants, but not all of them. So I was definitely nervous about it, but decided I just had to conquer the insecurity and go out and do it.

I finally found an ok, non-intimidating looking restaurant and had a seat. I ordered a glass of wine and started watching the people. I realized I hadn´t picked the best of locations, but it would do. And oh were there lots of people to see!

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