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Archive for February, 2007
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So…
I had to go to the Post Office today to priority mail a claim to my Flexible Spending Account administrator, PeopleFirst, so that I had confirmation that the envelope at least made it to Tallahassee. They have a nickname (as far as my being able to denote a nickname is concerned): PeopleWorst. They suck. I faxed claims to them back in January (one month ago today, to be exact) and the claims have neither shown up in their records, nor have they been paid. My Human Resources group is presently looking into the matter - apparently I'm not the first complainant with a complaint of this nature.
Anyhow…
While I was at the Post Office, filling out the envelope, a guy tapped me on the shoulder to show me the $3 I had dropped on the floor. The money was not there when I stepped up to the counter, and I tend to operate cashless, relying, instead, on the instant flow of ones and zeroes called debit and credit transactions - so the money wasn't mine. But I picked it up anyhow, since no one else was around. I placed it on the counter where I was working, in open view, and left it there for the five minutes it took me to fill out the envelope. Everyone inside the line in the post office had changed by the time I was done, so I figured the cash was mine, and took it.
Combine the $3 I found at the post office, along with the “Free” sandwich coupon from Quizno's, and voila…
Instant free lunch.
And now, a message from George Takei. Warp speed, Mr. Sulu.
Well, I got the good news today that my cardiac workup came back clear. The echo Doppler, the stress test, the thallium graphs, the 24-hour Holter monitor… it all came back clear. I “only” have hypertension, and only very mildly, at that.
So…
Now all I need to do is start exercising. Which I will do starting tonight. 30 minutes of power walking, seven days per week.
I also need to start eating better…
No more elephant ears, donuts, beignets, or funnel cakes for me.
:-p
Yesterday, I took a day off work to have a full cardiac workup performed. For me, this included thallium-enhanced images of my heart and arterial structures before exercise, an exercise stress test, an echo cardiogram, thallium-enhanced images of my heart and arterial structures after exercise, and a 24-hour Holter monitor (basically a tape recorder that records an electrocardiograph/EKG over a 24 hour period). Kind of appropriate for Valentine's day, I think.
I just got back from taking the Holter monitor back to the doctor's office, and treated myself to Chik-Fil-A on the way. A Chik-Fil-A original sandwich, large fruit cup, and a drink. No waffle fries for me.
So thus ends the cardiac workup, for now. I have a 12:00 appointment next Wednesday to get the results. I still halfway expect the doc to come back with something wrong, but I'm much less apprehensive about it now than I was to begin with.
The original reason I went in was because whenever I go to the (read: any) doctor's office, my heart rate goes to about 130 beats per minutes, as opposed to the normal 80-90 that I experience when I'm resting. Because I'm diabetic, my primary care physician sent me to a cardiologist for a workup. I'm glad she did, and I'm paranoid she did. But more than anything, I'm glad I went.
I'll let you all know the results when I get them back.
Thanks for being there for me.
Got back to work and school on Monday, from a trip to Disney World and Tampa. The former was fun, the latter less so, if only for the simple fact that I spent a good 12 hours with my face stuck in a porcelain bowl that was never meant for my face.
We got to take the kids to all four parks at Disney this time, with only one ride receiving overwhelming negative reviews from the children: The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror. Keep in mind that my kids are five and three, yet tall enough to ride on this ride. They were most scared of the special effects, but the look on my son Donovan's face was priceless when the floor dropped out from under us. I'm sorry boys - someday you'll love the ride. Or be scarred for life. I promise.
Work is work. Things are heating up around a new center I'm getting ready to open in libraries at both campuses. We want to help people access our network resources, because they can't do so on their own without us helping them. Funny… I don't think T-Mobile has this problem in their Hotspot locations. If they did, it would suck up all the profits they earn. But our networking team insists that it's easy to get on our network.
School is… well… school. I'm enjoying the one graduate seminar that I'm in, and that I'm required to take for my degree. This is called Comparative Area Studies. It stretches the mind in such a way that I feel smarter all the time. A feeling that is rather short-lived, as 1.5 hours later, I step into a class that seems to have about 15 freshmen, 5 seniors, and 5 grad students in it called Labor and Economic Development. I'm getting quite a bit of utility out of this class, but it really is a content course, rather than a critical-thinking class. Maybe next time I should try to get a special class with the instructor, rather than join a mixed class.
That about does it for now! Pics from the trip will be posted sometime.
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