Better than a migraine

I realized a few things last night:
I need to cut off all liquids an hour before bedtime.  Dry mouth keeps me drinking and then I end up going to the bathroom every 10 minutes when I'm trying to sleep.  

I heard a high pitched whistle for a while and it was driving me NUTS.  I kept looking for the source, but it was the same intensity everywhere I went.  I finally realized (after praying about it) I was having tinnitus, a side effect of my medication. 

I had a terrible time falling asleep, but once I dropped off I was OK.  I mean, God love him, Ron always thinks he's "quiet"...

We woke up early and went to Foodtown.  I like going early, I have the store to myself.  The employees are long term and seem happy.  I got some soda for home and work (the business owes me $6 for Mountain Dew), and found the coveted $1 a pound ground beef.  Another lady and I were pillaging it, pretty funny.  I got about 2 pounds of 93% lean.  I was thrilled. 

Speaking of, I need to cook it - it's at the sell-by date.  I plan to cook some without seasoning for the cats, and then the rest for me with some Bolner's Chili seasoning.  I like to heat it up, put some cheese on it, mix it with something, for a good snack. 

And $1 a pound!  I've eaten, "like" 30 pounds of the stuff over the years.

I finished cooking it.  Baby Girl is full of hamburger, stuffed and happy.  She adored it. 

It's certainly easy enough to time my trip to Foodtown and grab some discount meat.   Cook a little for the cats with no seasoning, then season mine.  I like the Bolner's Chili seasoning. 

I am a little frustrated I forgot to get some more Meow For More.  It's a made in Texas cat food and my guys love the chicken flavor "Suitable for cats and kittens".  Good, I've got one of each.  They sure look good eating it. 

Have you ever met a stray cat and seen their coat?  It's always rough and thick.  My kids have nice, silky coats, even on the cheap cat food.  Good to know I'm doing it right. 

I got the enclosed litter box yesterday, and Baby Girl was fine with it.  She was having trouble with the door sticking, so I cut off the bottom half inch so it can swing freely.  Hopefully that will eliminate any problems. 

I think they were so focused on making it "airtight" they didn't think of the poor cat trying to get out!  And, the way I see it, if the box is that bad you need to change it! 

I'd put up the groceries (it was mostly diet drink powders, soda, meat, and some Mexican cheese), fixed the box, and now it was time to go to Dollar Tree.  I got my cotton swabs (I am a "waxer" to quote Ron's audiologist).

[Bubba just came home, he is murdering that poor cow all over again, gobbling his ground beef - definitely doing this again]

I mainly got a few cleaning things, a couple of snacks, and driver candy.  I'm wanting to bag up some New Testaments with candy and a Valentime, for Valentine's day or preceeding it.  Now I can do it.  I have plenty of candy, they had some nice toffees and heart shaped hard candy - those were very popular another year I did this. I also got some gum.  Some people go straight for the gum, first, even if I have chocolate. 

We had a good ride home, a driver we like.  Everytime we ride with her she says she is quitting but she keeps picking us up.  Jobs are hard to find. 

I put away all my stuff and took a nap.  Ron went to the liquor store.  He woke me up coming in, then the garbage truck came by.  So, I got up. 

I've been having a little pain today.  Years ago, I was diagnosed with ovarian cysts. 
Ovarian Cyst
I had a dermoid on my left ovary - I didn't even know it was there.  2 mm they said (this was 12 years ago). You can google it but the pictures are really really gross.  The only way I can stand having THAT in me, is to think I had it there for 26 years before I knew about it. 

The right side is the one that hurt - a lot. I couldn't even sleep on my right side.  That ovary had a hemmorhagic ovarian cyst - it would bleed and hurt a lot.  It was 6 mm. 

I had good insurance at the time so I went ahead and got them out.  My surgeon was also a fertility specialist.  I told him "If you have to take the whole ovary or impair my fertility I am OK with that."  I even brought Ron and gave the "genetic issues, NOT having kids" speech.  He just nodded.  I guess he thought about the divorce rate. 

So, I went under (only my third time - eye surgery for lazy eye, wisdom teeth, and this).  When I woke up my first thought "Oh, it's so much better".  Even the pain from the surgery was better than the pain from the cyst. 

I had an incision over my left ovary, but not my right.  To quote "We did a lot of cutting but we couldn't get it out".  That is where I thought he would have taken the ovary - but he didn't.  Admittedly, I was in my 20's. I bet he would have done it if he'd known I was bipolar! 

I'm not mad at him, just baffled.  I guess he was programmed to preserve fertility.  God knows my eggs are expired  now. 

He did get the right side cyst.  I've never had any trouble. 

The left side, because they did a lot of cutting, has some scar tissue, I think.  When I ovulate on the scar tissue it gets pretty ouchy, but only about 5 or so times since I had the operation.  Today was just my lucky day, but the pain's gone. 

It's a heck of a lot better than a migraine.