Friday, March 27, 2009

My Grandma is in Better Shape Than Me...



I really hate that I’ve been so lackadaisical in posting this week. Blogging is one of the only things I like to be consistent with. It would probably help if I actually owned a working computer…

Anyway, the main reason you haven’t been graced with a post before today is that I’ve been a little under the weather. Not with strep throat, a cold or the flu—oh no, those ailments are way too common to affect my body; only the weird and crazy things happen to me. The latest installment? Costochondritus.

Anyone know what that is? Bueller? Bueller?

I hadn’t heard of this little treat, either (before being diagnosed). I’ll skip all the medical jargon and just put it in layman’s terms. It’s an inflammation of the muscles and joints in my chest. Basically, it feels like an elephant is standing on my chest. I have random, sharp pains surrounding the area of my heart and my ribs feel like they’ve been pummeled with a 2x4. For a while, I seriously thought I was having a heart attack.

So, what causes this cocktail of goodness? Heavy lifting, stress, anxiety, etc. Culprit in my case? Working retail. Pulling 20-25 hours per week on top of the 40 with my full time job really started to take its toll. And I recently learned that, due to corporate mandates, I would have to work Saturday and Sunday through prom season. That means no days off for me til June.

No. Bueno.

So, I put in my notice this past Saturday. Though I love the extra spending money, it just isn’t worth not having any sort of life outside of work. I need time to do important things—like watch WE, knit sweaters and save kittens from trees. (Okay, so I don’t really do the last two. I’ll probably end up spending most of this newfound freedom on my couch or downing apple martinis, but those are both important facets of life.)

In all honesty though, I’m convinced that my body is getting back at me for the torture I put it through last weekend. Along with this ailment means no drinking for the next 1-2 weeks.

Body: 1,000

Miss Procras: 0

Damn you, body, for always winning!!

This means I’ll be watching re-runs of Bridezilla and Platinum Weddings for the next 7-14 days. Unless anyone else has any other suggestions for sober fun?

3 comments on "My Grandma is in Better Shape Than Me..."

v8_grrl on March 30, 2009 at 11:51 AM said...

heehee,
I had this...pretty common...i thought i was having a heart attack...just over worked my chest, or lack of, chest muscles.

you will survive :+)
v8grrl

Anonymous said...

Does this mean your boobies will grow bigger? :)

Miss Procras. on April 1, 2009 at 10:17 AM said...

@v8_grrl-glad to know it's not just me :)

@annonymous-wouldn't that be the best side effect EVER?

 

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