Last month was not a good month for me! First, I lost my cell phone (Samsung Comeback). Luckily, a friend of mine was looking to sell her Samsung Behold so at least I wouldn’t have to go back to my previous phone, a flip without a QWERTY keyboard!

Then, when I was flying back from Tennessee, I lost one of the diamond studs that Mike gave me for our two year anniversary, 6 years ago. Hopefully we can replace it 🙁

Lastly, I was working two days before Christmas, and I spilled a cup of tea on my laptop I use for work, a Toshiba Satellite. It was a graduation present from my parents when I finished University. I tried drying it out for a week, but it looks like it is completely dead. Luckily I have two other laptops I can use for now, but their specs aren’t as good as the Toshiba’s. One is a 2006 MacBook and the other is a 2004 Sony Vaio. Both were packing 512MB of RAM, but luckily their capacity was 2GB so I quickly upgraded those. Hopefully they can last me until I can afford a new one.

So please God, universe, whatever… please keep any badness from me! I can’t afford anymore hiccups!

I can’t believe I forgot to write about my UPS fiasco! It was a disaster. I learned my lesson. NEVER ship using UPS. :gr: (Warning, um. This post contains much more profanity than originally intended. Please be advised.)

So when my best friend Vanessa moved to Colorado, I decided to send her a care package as a moving gift/birthday present. Simple, right? I got everything together, but unfortunately it was too late to go to the post office by the time I got home from work. I wanted to print out a shipping slip on USPS.com, but the site was down! :dead: I checked FedEx’s prices and UPS’ prices, and UPS was lower. So I printed out a slip online, took it to the store, and waited patiently.

A couple says later, I get a call from the UPS receiving facility in Loveland, CO. I forgot to put an apartment number on the package! What a ditz. So I gave them the apartment number, annoyed that my package would be delayed, but still not anticipating any horrible troubles. Boy was I wrong.

Monday was Labor day, so Tuesday I check the package online and it says that it had a delivery error again. I called the UPS customer service line, and turns out whoever I spoke to didn’t put the apartment number on the package when they tried to deliver it again. So that’s TWO failed delivery attempts. You only get three attempts before they give up and ship the package back to the sender. So the UPS customer service said that I had to submit an intercept delivery request in order to fix the address, because technically in order to put the apartment number on there, I had to change the address. Bullshit, right? So whatever, I do it.

THEN the customer service rep tells me that if the recipient isn’t at the location to receive the package, they won’t be able to deliver it. Great! How is my recipient supposed to receive the package? She has a job, it’s not like she can sit at home all day hoping that the package will come while she’s there. So I call UPS customer service back and cancel the intercept request. I want to put the package on will call at the Loveland facility, so that my recipient can just pick it up. The customer service rep tells me that the facility is only open M-F during normal business hours. WTF?? How is anyone with a job supposed to pickup a package?? God this is a nightmare!!

The next day, my poor recipient TAKES TIME OFF OF WORK, begins driving to the facility, and has a stroke of genius. She decides to call UPS customer service to make sure it will actually be there. And what do you think they told her? NOPE. IT IS OUT ON DELIVERY. Once again, the freaking incompetents at the Loveland facility FAILED to follow SIMPLE INSTRUCTIONS, and instead of placing it on will call, put it out on delivery. So my recipient went home to try and wait for it for as long as possible, but of course they didn’t come while she was there. She left a note asking the delivery man to leave the package there, but he ignored it.

Once again, I called UPS. This time I ripped into them. Why, I asked, was everyone I talked to unable to follow simple instructions? Why was every request I made ignored? Of course, I can’t get a straight answer. The UPS rep tells me she will have someone from the Loveland facility call me. And when this guy does I rip into him, too. Why is everyone on your staff incompetent? Why is it when a package has been placed on will call, it is sent out for delivery instead? Will my package now be shipped directly to me, now that it has three unsuccessful delivery attempts? He assured me that THIS time it would be placed on will call, for sure, and my recipient would have 10 days to pick it up, from the hours of 12PM to 8PM. Wait. The UPS customer service reps always told me it was normal business hours? No, Tyler from the UPS Loveland Receiving facility assured me. The customer service area operated during normal business hours, not the receiving department. They would be open. And all she needed was a valid ID to pick it up. No tracking number necessary.

So when my recipient goes a couple of days later, what is the FIRST thing they ask her for? A TRACKING NUMBER. :dead: I tell her to tel those incompetents that I was assured she wouldn’t need one. Turns out they were just being lazy and they didn’t need it, but “it makes it easier” for them to get her package from the will call area. FUCK THEIR CONVENIENCE! After all they put me through, and how many hours I spent on the phone with their fucking incompetent employees?

FUCK UPS! I AM NEVER SHIPPING WITH THEM AGAIN!

Every morning around 6 AM, these fucking birds start chirping and twittering outside my window, no matter what day it is, no matter how much I get to sleep in that day, always with the chirping. I am so SICK of these damn birds singing about how much they want to get some!! FIND A LADY BIRD AND FUCK HER ALREADY DAMNIT AND LET ME SLEEP.

I need to shoot these fucking animals.

Since I haven’t been feeling well lately, my family doctor suggested I see a gastroenterologist. I saw him on Tuesday, and he suggested I have a endoscopy to see if there was anything unusual in my stomach. So we scheduled it for Friday and I wasn’t too worried about it.

This morning I went in with my mom and my gastroenterologist performed an endoscopy on me. I guess I should have asked more questions beforehand because I didn’t really know what the procedure entailed. I knew they were going to sedate me and shove a tube down my throat and look at my stomach, but I guess I wasn’t really aware how potentially serious the procedure is. They kept me on a heart monitor and took my blood pressure every five minutes (ouch haha) and put those oxygen tubes in my nose (uncomfortable) and I had an IV. They put me in the procedure room and after about 10 minutes I was getting antsy to start this thing, I was pretty cold. Also I was getting kind of scared because the only kind of surgery I’ve ever had is getting my wisdom teeth out. Even though I knew it wasn’t really surgery, I was afraid they would find something terrible. Finally the nurse and doctor came in and she started up my IV with the sedatives in it. The nurse asked me to lay on my side and then she started talking to me about the bite bit, after that it’s all blank.

I woke up in the receiving area about 20 minutes later I guess but I don’t think I was really ready to get up yet. I was very confused, so I was looking around trying to figure out where I was, what time it was, etc, when a nurse saw me and was surprised to see me awake. They expected me to sleep for another 15 minutes. They helped me put my sweatshirt on and get into a wheelchair, and then asked me to say something so they could make sure my vocal chords weren’t damaged or anything. Although I didn’t feel much pain in my throat (I still don’t — it’s sore, but not unbearable) I couldn’t really remember how to operate my vocal chords is the best way of describing it, lol. I was still pretty drugged up at this time. I tried to make the air go through my throat but no sound came out when I did. The nurse gently encouraged me, but I got frustrated and started crying. (I HATE it when I do that… it’s so frustrating! And then I get even more frustrated with myself for crying and being weak, which makes me cry.) She went and got my mom and decided to go get the doctor. My mom sat with me and calmed me down, and I tried for a few more minutes to talk. By the time the doctor came I was able to talk perfectly well, so a nurse wheeled me down to the car and we went home.

For some reason I got kind of carsick on the way home (I NEVER get carsick) . When I got home I parked myself on the easy chair, turned on the TV and fell asleep for a couple hours. When I woke up around 12:30 I was STARVING (I hadn’t had anything to eat or drink since dinner the night before) so I whipped up some hot tea, a can of soup and ate the entire thing, haha. I think I must have eaten it too fast because for the next couple of hours I felt nauseous.

Anyway, the doctor said there were some red areas in my stomach that they took biopsies of, but other than that everything looked good. We’ll get the results for that on Monday. Next week I need to go to the lab and get a blood test, they will test me for Celiac Disease and IBD.

I need to finish up my taxes today, too. Such a bad girl… :angel:

(follow up to this post)

Today I had another appointment with my doctor. He prescribed me Cipro to see if that would take care of any intestinal infection I may have. My bloodwork came back and everything looks fine except I’m high in calcium and cholesterol. So I need to stop eating fried foods (??? I don’t to begin with?) and eat more veggies.

If things aren’t better by the third week of March I’m supposed to go see this gastro intestinal doctor and get “scoped out.” :depressed: … I HOPE I FEEL BETTER!!