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Monday, January 23, 2006


Man...
At work again today. Having a few little money problems. Again. This first year is going to be a total bitch and a half.
We are pretty much of better health now, but be and Jeremy who never seem to get over being sick. So we have to make appointments to FCHC (Florida Community Health Centres for those of you non Floridians) to get meds. I think I have bronchitis again. My lungs aren't even taking in 50% of their total capacity so I am having a hell of a time breathing. And ephedra has been taken off of the market and that is the only over the counter product that helps me out. So a few people had a heart attack or a stroke. Sorry about your luck, I can't beathe, give me my drugs. It sucks though because the last time I went to Stella (my kick ass doctor) with bronchitis, she gave me a bunch of stuff that was just horrible. Not really. I got liquid codiene (gotta love narcotics), some amoxacillin (another great alternative to penicillin), and some sort of little pill that I think was progesterone or something of the like. In short it was a steroid to open my bronchial tubes. The only draw back, it made me grow hair in places hair shouldn't grow since it was a steroid. So I get to look forward to getting my eyebrows done probably once a week for the next month or so after I get done with treatment. The only problem with FCHC is they require proof of employment if you are working. I am working, so is Jeremy, but we dont' have proof. We get paid under the table. The only one of us that has proof is Blas, since he owns the place. It is good in a way since we will only have to pay like 15 a visit and all of our meds are free. They just ask for proof of unemployment, which I don't understand. We wouldn't have a W2 since we aren't working. Then they ask for a bill or something as proof of address. If we aren't working, how would we get bills in our name? We have no way to pay them. I guess a bank statemnt would work, but then they would see the money coming into it and wonder where it comes from if we are unemployed. I really don't understand doctors half of the time.
All I know is I feel like a royal pile of poo. I can't stop coughing, my stomach still hurts pretty bad, and I can't stop sweating. I can't seem to cool down enough. I know I shouldn't have skipped my NyQuil last night. Or my vitamins this morning.
I hope all is well with everyone, and I'll catch you all later!

V.

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