Scary how those comments about appreciating health only show up when you've got running problems. Definitely keep pushing the dr's on this. Remember that half the Dr's out graduated in the lower half of their class. While switching doc's is not always perfect, staying with one that is not finding the problem is not good.
So my thoughts are with you and let your cyber pals know if you need info researched. I'm here for health plan naviagation issues if you need that info and there is no shortage of the rest who will check on any question.
Scott -Who really is not a 90+ degree with humidity type of guy.
"Satisfaction is not guaranteed." Rule #19 Ferengi "Rules of Acquistition"
Aw Lou, thanks for that! How nice. I swear I was just journaling and not going fishin.
I know I look alright..I still get attention from the opposite sex, but I don't fit in my clothes and therefore I feel "off". I don't feel attractive because, honestly, what is attractive about a person squishing in their clothes, lol.
Add in the fact that I am in pain and walk like a little old lady and that MrHP is passive about his desire, and you have a recipe for a person who no longer identifies herself as a babe.
Scott, Thank you! I did actually have a question I was going to run past you, not too long ago but the need for an answer was eliminated when MrHP got canned. That insurance went kaput of course and now we are onto something else. I will keep you in mind though when/if anything else arises.
Adios, HP
P.S. Try 90+ and humidity and playing outside with kids. Oh that's niiiiiiiiice and refreshing.
We were camping this last weekend and brought two spare 10 year old boys for my boy to play with(it helped reinforce the decision that having one was the right choice ). Try sleeping in a pop-up tent camper in the heat. Fortunately there was a pool and they were in it for over 6 hours last Saturday.
Now if I can just overcome S10's reluctance to drink enough liquid when it's hot.
Scott -Who sweats way to easy without it being hot.
"Satisfaction is not guaranteed." Rule #19 Ferengi "Rules of Acquistition"
Lou, One more thing: I'm not sure that MrHP ever had (or it's been a long long while) enough of a fascination with my body to have surgeries or illness make a difference in how he feels about it.
For a while I was really worried that him seeing me deliver 3 babies (2 of them in our home, in our bed) would ruin that area forever but it didn't. He is not nearly as interested in my breasts, since I am nursing, and even told me that they are overexposed and, therefore, not sexy.
The part that is bothering him are the little gasps I involuntarily give out upon thrusting during IC. I can't help it, he can only go in so far before it starts to hurt. It SUCKS for both of us. Knowing that this is going to happen naturally ruins the experience for him. He's gotten used to it (how sick is that!) but it is constantly on his mind, of course.
Scott, Oh you SO got me beat on that one. Camping in a tent in humidity with 3 tween boys. Yeah, you just won the Blue Ribbon in the Parental Suffering category.
Honeypot, who is dreaming of blue ribbons. I made jelly to enter into the county fair this year. Yep that's right, I'm dorking it up big time here in MO. I'm gonna win, too!
HP I did not take your post as fishing for compliments.
Add in the fact that I am in pain and walk like a little old lady and that MrHP is passive about his desire, and you have a recipe for a person who no longer identifies herself as a babe. I think this is causing you more problems than the lbs.
I got this way (felt like a old man) before I had my back surgery. The injury and "pain" made me feel 30 years older. Sometimes other good things did not mattered.
About your H realizing your pain during IC, a decent guy does care. I hope this problem is repairable soon.
Quote: Honeypot, who is dreaming of blue ribbons. I made jelly to enter into the county fair this year. Yep that's right, I'm dorking it up big time here in MO. I'm gonna win, too!
LOL- I bet you will too! It's amazing the "dorky" things we Type 7s can get enthusiastic about, isn't it? I remember once I was obsessed with becoming a "rose napper", someone who prowls around old graveyards in search of ancient little known strains of roses from which to take cuttings and cultivate. I truly wish I could reach some sort of resolution with my sex problems so that I could go back to more "dorky" enthusiasms.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
Gotta chime in... HP: I haven't heard you complaining about your pain in a while, so I thought it had gone away. I agree with the others that it's time for doctor shopping. What kind of jelly do you make? I make some grape jelly last year that lasted about two days in the fridge before the jar was emptied. Oh, and you'll always be a "babe" to me. Just remember...Babe was also a pig.
Scott and HP. 90+ humidity does suck. I camped last summer in the Okefenokee swamp with the humidity and voracious yellow flies. I told W, "never again," and that the closest I will come to camping is a pop-up camper, but ONLY IF it has an air-conditioner. However, we are considering going to St. Johns to stay at an eco-resort, in these tent-like structures.
Hairy, It is blueberry lime jelly. Since I don't have my own grape vines, and am not an experienced grandma who has been jelly making her whole life, I figured I'd better enter in the Miscellaneous category. Wow them with my uniqueness or something like that.
Anyway, as I was doing it, my type 1 (or 4, she baffles me) sister got the buzz and now she wants to dork it up and enter jelly in the fair. LOL I told her no fair competing against me for the 3.00 prize.
Update: Had a nice night with H last night. He was quite playful and affectionate and sexy. At one point, he was really going after me. Though I knew it would ruin the moment, I said anyway, I love it when you pursue me! MrH: This is pursuing you? HP: Well, yeah. I guess what I mean is that I like it when you act as if I have something that you want. (big pats to me for refraining to say,...as opposed to something you could take or leave) MrH: I do want what you've got!
That was the end of that. Later on, we ML like crazy teenagers.
Ok, like crazy teenagers in which one of them has pelvic pain that causes them to gasp and ruin the moods but whom is a trooper and keeps going and tries to cover up quickly so that her horny teenager boyfriend doesn't notice.
At any rate, it was a nice night.
Oh and Hairdog, don't you call me a pig. You will pay for that one, my friend.
