Can we talk about me now? (Open bar thread #3,494)

[Luna]

Well, I got the test done. I was right, it wasn't the pain at all. Compared to my sciatica in the summer of 2007, most pain is minor in comparison. It was all about the needles, and once it was in I was fine. And I just got the test results back this morning. My mother drove all the way down here by herself to be here with me. My fasting glucose levels were 104 that morning, which is higher than it should be (normal range is 70-100). So, it was borderline, but at least my pancreas is still making insulin, which is a complete relief. I'm also feeling a lot better, eating smaller meals, cutting all fruit except berries out of my diet, no caffeine, no alcohol, and definitely no simple sugars.

Though, I feel exhausted. My mother is a whirlwind right now. She's coming down from mania associated with a huge festival she put on last week, and it is sort of driving me nuts. But I'm glad she's here.

Anyway, I probably just need to make these dietary changes and check my blood sugar at home every so often. *huge deep breath*

Glad it wasn't the big one. 

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

Stella, that's not "kind of" creepy. That's PANTS-WETTINGLY TERRIFYING.

So is this. TEABAGGIN FOR TEXAS.

[Kai]

Well, I got the test done. I was right, it wasn't the pain at all. Compared to my sciatica in the summer of 2007, most pain is minor in comparison. It was all about the needles, and once it was in I was fine. And I just got the test results back this morning. My mother drove all the way down here by herself to be here with me. My fasting glucose levels were 104 that morning, which is higher than it should be (normal range is 70-100). So, it was borderline, but at least my pancreas is still making insulin, which is a complete relief. I'm also feeling a lot better, eating smaller meals, cutting all fruit except berries out of my diet, no caffeine, no alcohol, and definitely no simple sugars.

Though, I feel exhausted. My mother is a whirlwind right now. She's coming down from mania associated with a huge festival she put on last week, and it is sort of driving me nuts. But I'm glad she's here.

Anyway, I probably just need to make these dietary changes and check my blood sugar at home every so often. *huge deep breath*

I'm so glad it's not full-blown diabetes! I hope it turns out to be easily controlled through careful diet.

It sure looks that way. I've got an appointment for next Thursday to talk more about the results. Also, apparently my protein levels were "a little tweaked", whatever that means. No idea if that's worrying or not; the person on the phone couldn't give me any further explanation, which bothered me. Might mean I have some protein deficiency issue, which is easily solved.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Stella, that's not "kind of" creepy. That's PANTS-WETTINGLY TERRIFYING.

So is this. TEABAGGIN FOR TEXAS.

Aaaaaaaaaa!

[Cain]

Woken for a second night in a row.  That means it's now three nights running I've had less than four hours sleep.

When I get up tomorrow, heads will roll.  And when I come back in a week, I'm going to sit everyone down and treat them liked the entitled little fuckups they clearly are, since they just negated their chance to be treated as young adults.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

SO...My kid goes down to LA.

[Richter]

You mentioned his disdain for your antics before, and he goes off and meets up with WHO NOW? 

[The Good Reverend Roger]

You mentioned his disdain for your antics before, and he goes off and meets up with WHO NOW? 

Actually, as it happens, he went to the con to buy guns.  His pals wanted to check out the porn section and get a pic with Ron Jeremy.  Then they all wussed out, and Ian got the pic to punk them out.

But yeah.  HE NEVER GETS TO COMPLAIN ABOUT THE OLD MAN AGAIN.   

[Nephew Twiddleton]

 

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

SO...My kid goes down to LA.

OOOOOHHHHHHH my! 

[The Good Reverend Roger]

And he will now do EXACTLY what I say, or I forward THAT to his GRANDMOTHER (my mom).

[Nephew Twiddleton]

And he will now do EXACTLY what I say, or I forward THAT to his GRANDMOTHER (my mom).

I don't even want to know how your mom knows who Ron Jeremy.

Twid,
Pretty sure his mother doesn't/

Hmmm.

:rosary beads and punching self in temples:

[Don Coyote]

Your kid is awesome.

[Aucoq]

Haha, that's great, Man Yellow! 

[Aucoq]

BREAKING: BURNING MAN COMES TO DALLAS/FT. WORTH

Fuckin' hippies. 

Although I hated the State Fair and hadn't been in years (humid/hot summer weather + overcrowding = not fun for Aucoq), I had fond memories of him from when I was a youngun'.  R.I.P. Big Tex.  I know right now he's up in Heaven greeting those passing through the pearly gates with a booming "Howdy, folks!" 

They say as they were wheeling him out in his huge body bag someone had Taps playing on his phone.