Listen to the Beat

Knock, knock, Doc!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007

So I saw my OB-GYN's Nurse yesterday regarding my bloody discharge problem last week. Her name was Nurse Heidi. I told her my history-- from the D&C I did last Jan of 06, to the 911 killer cramps last November, to my bloody discharge last week. She took a swab of my discharge to take it to the lab for testing. She came back 20 minutes later with the results. I had no bacteria, yeast or anything of that sort. However, I had a high white blood count so she prescribed me this vaginal plastic applicator with some cream inside. Her theory was that my cervix may have somehow been infected by something, she's not sure what, and that I have to see her again next week to see if my white blood count decreases. She says 99% of the time they do and that this is common.

I hope my WBC count goes down so that I can go back to not being worried about my past condition coming back.

Tasty Pastry
Monday, February 26, 2007

And because we were stuckED indoors without any indoor schedule except for Hoen continuing his work, I baked my first pastry. BLUEBERRY MUFFINS!!! Woohoo!!!

Snowstorm Shmowstorm

Last Saturday, we were stuckED at home because of the much anticipated snowstorm which never arrived by the way. Ate Joyce called us and told us that Chicago was hit, and they had at least 5-6 inches of snow. Storms usually pass by us first before heading NE so this one was weird. Even though it snowed in the evening, it still wasn't bad. Not that I'm complaining.

Can't wait for Spring. Groundhog, better not disappoint me.

Blood is thicker than medical bills
Saturday, February 24, 2007

Last night, I jogged at the mill (mind you, JOG, not run) only to discover at the restroom later on that I had a bit of discharge with blood on my undies.

It's back, my spotting. Right after removing my polyps last year, my OB-GYN told me to call her right away if my spots come back. Welp, they have. Does this mean that my polyps are back? What's my problem really? I guess I'm seeing her next week. Just when I've been doing so well for over a year now, this had to happen. Bummer bummer bummer.

Kiliiiiiig!
Friday, February 23, 2007

MABUANG KO SA KAKILIIIIIG!!!!

4 days ago, Kamsky chatted with me and told me that he just realized that I and this girl from his province are friendster friends. I told him, "Sobra pa sa friends. BARKADA gyud pag-college!" He was talking about Daisy, of course, my very good friend who married an a$$hole many years ago. Maayo nalang they got annulled and if she passes the BAR this March, she'll be a lawyer na.

So... THEY HAVE BEEN CHATTING FOR THREE DAYS NOW!!! HAHAHAHA!!! Nakilig ko! According to Daisy, they have been chatting for about 9 hours each day. SHYEEEEEEEEEEETTT!!! This is the best stage in relationships. When you are so interested and curious that you can't wait to hook up again. MAN, kilig galore!!!!

Break
Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Somehow, I'm not as into American Idol as I used to be. Could it be that because it has the same time slot as the Gilmore Girls and The Unit? Could it be that its participants are not as interesting as those from the previous seasons (seriously, who stands out in this batch aside from the Pinoy?)? Or might it be that Ryan Seacrest has become too much of an eyesore, what with his Justin Timberlake wardrobe? Or that I can watch HGTV all day now that we're getting a house? Not really sure what it is.

Torn
Tuesday, February 20, 2007

I am torn. Kimi is driving for Ferrari and Alonso's driving for Mclaren. I must say I am happy for Kimi but why Ferrari?? Renault would've been a better decision! I LOVE the thought of Alonso transferring to my team but Mclaren keeps screwing their cars up so THAT might be to his demise.

NGERRR. Torn torn torn.

Burn, baby, burn
Saturday, February 17, 2007

Holy...!
Fothermucker!
Fffffff!!!

Three things you would probably yelp out if you got burned by the side of the oven. Not because someone pushed you, not because there was an earthquake, but because you simply forgot to wear your mits!!! Welp, that's what happened to me a good three days ago. It was gym

time so I had to take my Baked Herb Chicken out of the oven and get going already. Like any other burn, it was over before the hurt registered. I just saw that a strand of my skin was "baked" so I ran it with water for a couple of minutes, applied some Vaseline then placed a band aid over it. I forgot about it because I was excited to "tread the mill."

The morning next, HOLY CRAP, I totally forgot to take the band ai

d off! When I did, lo and behold, there it was. My leech-like burn, reminding me of my kitchen wreck. I measured it actually. It was 2.5 inches long and 2 cm wide. The last time I got burned was 5th grade when I adjusted the ironing board down to my height with the iron right in front of me. Yep. Dove straight to my then flawless thigh. But nowmy arm. MY ARM. Thank God for winter cloth

es or I would have to showcase this for everyone to see. This burn is so... long and so... thick. It was blistering already so I had Hoen buy some aloe and Solarcaine. According to the book, "blisters are your body's own bandage so don't pop it." Boy was I tempted. Don't worry, I'm not going to be stupid this time.

Here's a pic of my leech with some aloe cream. The second one gives you a better perspective in relation to the size of my arm. The third one, well, I just wanted to flaunt how well I secure my gauze WITH BAND-AID!! Hahaha!

boner
Wednesday, February 14, 2007

BONER update -- Agent Sullivan and Brennan have finally done it!!! Much to Booth's OBVIOUS "discomfort" but Brennan is smiling from ear to ear for once. Teehee =)

Waining Geight!
Tuesday, February 13, 2007

I am now 103.6!!!!!

Tube updates
Saturday, February 10, 2007

HEROES - Sylar visits the cheerleader's house, kills the mom only for the dad to bring her back to life. The cheerleader's biological mother is a firestarter who had a one night stand with... eng eng eng... the Petrelli politician making Peter the cheerleader's half uncle after all! Hiro still hasn't gotten his powers back while Niki gets trapped in her own reflection while her alter ego's out and living HER life.

24 -- Jack confronts his own brother who has been masterminding every sneaky little plot of terrorism making their dad seem innocent. Then towards the end, the dad kills Jack's brother for knowing too much and obviously, to kill all tracks that lead to him. I suspect Jack's sister-in-law knows more than she's letting on.

Gilmore Girls -- Christopher discovers Lorelai's letter of recommendation for Luke and it went, "He was like Rory's father..." Christopher gets upset, they get into a fight and he flees the house without telling her where he's going. Then Grandpa Gilmore gets a cardiac arrest while teaching in Rory's Econ class and LUKE is at the hospital offering his help. But despite that, Lorelai reaches out to Chris after hearing Emily explain what a wife's duties are. Chris eventually gets to the hospital and sees Luke. Luke leaves and the place is ... lukewarm. Logan's about to spend 3M over a company acquisition. Hoen suspects he will go bankrupt.

Lost -- Lost is about to lose me. They are taking sooo long! Jack chooses to stay captive to carry on doing Ben's spinal surgery while Kate and Sawyer escape with the help of Ben's daughter. Jack asks Kate to promise him that they'll never go back to save him and she and Sawyer reluctantly get to the other island. I miss Hurley, I miss Sayidh.. enough of the Jack-Kate-Sawyer triangle please!

Ugly Betty -- Alexis (Rebecca Romijn) emerges as Daniel's sexually transplanted and supposedly dead brother, Alex. Daniel is disgusted, Alexis fires him in fulfillment of a contract stating if their father is incapacitated to run Mode, the eldest son gets to run it. Daniel stresses out that the "son" part is moot because he has become a she. Betty helps them work out their differences by letting them talk using their mom's lunatic tendencies as the perfect motivator. Toward the end, the inebriated mom fesses up to Betty to being behind the murder and not her imprisoned husband.

CSI -- Grissom is back and stirs a rather awkward relationship with Sarah. While Grissom was gone on sabbatical for several weeks, he had been sending Sarah these "gifts" and sending her letters. Sarah's bravado is obvious and she backs up everytime Grissom attempts to talk to her. Liev Schrieber's past haunts him and he catches a bullet while trying to redeem himself. He dies and Willows is devastated. Next week, the miniature murderer is back! They thought they caught the guy but things couldn't have been more wrong.

Shark -- James Woods' daughter is now smitten by the bodyguard he hired to watch over her. She ventures to the mature and alcohol-stricken world of Hollywood and gets offered to audition for America's Next Top Model. James Woods replies, "Let me make this clear. NO. And any word that comes before that, is what it is. " HAHA! I loved it!

Ghost Whisperer -- Melinda solves a mystery within a cheerleading team. Mary J. Blige guested as the team coach. Also, the clothes she's wearing now, they're not so reminiscent of renaissance anymore and they're really trying to make her hips look narrow.

Numb3rs -- Charles and Amita... I want more sex from you!!!

Meanwhile, Psych and Monk are still going strong solving crimes in the most eccentric ways possible.

Gewd Noos!
Thursday, February 08, 2007

I AM NOW 102.6 POUNDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HURRAAAHHH!!!

My MiniMe

Sometimes I find myself staring out in space thinking of Megan. I miss her. I don't like missing out on her most crucial growth process. After years of living with her parents who adored each other and loved each other,well, the little home they made is now broken. And even though she doesn't say anything or do anything to suggest such, I know her heart is too. As much as I am biased being from only one side of the family, I cannot and should not criticize the other side because in a marriage (and I know this now), it really takes two to break that tango.

Megan will be turning 12 years old come August and before we know it, she will be done with elementary school and be off to High School. Oh, High School. The things she will learn then. I dread the thought of her having to go through really tough times both in school and at home and she will have to adjust. She has no choice. But whose hand will she hold? Will my brother TRULY EVER be NOT busy at work? Will my mom be well long enough to watch over her? Will my Dad be likewise? What will happen if she doesn't get the right guidance? All these things I think about every so often. And I hate being so far away from her that I can't do anything. I have to wait for weekends so we can chat, or rely on her to open her email which she rarely does. I have always had a hold on her, she always listened to me, looked up to me and even now, I am the only person she is scared of. How I wish I could've had a long talk with her when we were still home but because it was still an awkward phase of her parents' situation, I couldn't meddle. I don't like not being able to do anything. I keep on giving my mom all these questions she cannot answer. I mean, who are we really? We are third parties... all of us. And this is not supposed to be our business. But Megan... no, she IS my business and I worry about her more often than I would like to admit. When we were home last month, Megan was already showing traits I had when I was her age. Locking up in the room, turning the radio on, or playing a record over and over again. That was what I used to do. While listening to music, I would write lyrics down, or read a book, but I always had some deep thought in my head like when I was going to die, how I was going to die and if I will ever be a Ninja.

That's how I know she's hurt. I can see it. I can see it even though she may not know its hurt she feels. But the fact that she's back at our house gives me a huge relief because then I know that she would have limited exposure to arguments, liquor, smoking and all things too vile for a kid her age. I pray always for her to be a good kid like always. I pray that one day, she will not have to lie to cover up what's really happening. I hope one day she will be free of problems. Lord, please make things work for her. She is a great kid. A talented one with EQ twice her age. And please, let her never forget that her Tita Maude is always there for her, regardless of the distance.

No pain, no pain!
Monday, February 05, 2007

My body hurts like hell.
I did 5 sets of 15 lunges yesterday at the gym.
It was self-inflicting.
Stupid, stupid feat.
It hurts to sit.
It hurts to stand up after I've sat.
I walk like a clown- big shoes and all.
Hoen loves muscle sores, masochist!
And because it hurts, I better see results!

I like being shot

Just last year, the HPV vaccine was approved and released to the public. HPV stands for Human Papillomavirus, a virus now known to cause cervical cancer. There are over a hundred strains of HPV which can cause genital warts, vulvar lesions and other genital conditions. Both men and women can contract the virus. In most people, HPV goes away on its own but for others, it stays on for life or recurs over time. The vaccine is manufactured by Merck under the brand name Gardasil. It takes care of strains 6, 11, 16 and 18. The vaccine does not give a 100% guarantee you will be cervical cancer-free because there are other causes aside from HPV.

Although the vaccine is now mandated by the Texas government to girls ages 10-13, most of the US states are just advising women until the age of 26 to be vaccinated. My OB - GYN told me that I could still get the shots before I turn 30 even though I have had no history of an STD and my Pap Smears have all returned normal. You get three shots within 6 months. I had my first shot today and will be getting my second one on April, the last one on August. This vaccine has been very controversial for some time now because some mothers think that this shot will give their daughters the best excuse to have promiscuous sex. The government's like, "We just want to help your daughters avoid cancer!" A father said it best on the news- "Anything that saves my daughter from having cancer... it's a no-brainer."

I believe that it is every girl and woman's responsibility to take care of her body. Sexually active or not, every woman needs to know how her reproductive system is functioning. That's why even though the shots were quite pricey, Joen and I decided to go for it. AND TO THINK WE'RE ALREADY MARRIED! Haha. Anyway, I hope this shot gets to Pinas and CHEAP. God knows what teenagers and young adults are getting themselves into these days.

Hoen's favorite
Sunday, February 04, 2007

Hoen has had a favorite meal mate. Hint: It has something to do with Anthony Kiedis, Flea and Cory Aquino. Guessed it? EEEHHH! Presenting... Hoen's Yellow Hot Chili Peppers!!! He nibbles on these things more than he fondles my nipples. No, SERIOUSLY. He has these things everytime we eat at home which is 80% of the time. It disgusts me and I will never understand why someone would want to leave the dining table teary-eyed and with a nose all running. But then again, I am not a spice girl so I won't judge.

Here's the badass mealmate.

Taking things slow

Last year, after having a hearty one with of yet another one Tita Belen's dishes, I swore to Hoen that I would try slow cooking next year. Our Betty Crocker Crockpot has been sitting around on top of our pantry, waiting to get warmed up. So when we got back from Pinas, I rubbed my palms together, rolled up my sleeves and hoped my first slow cooked dish would be yummy.

It was. And boy, did Hoen love it. So did I. Very convenient too. Throw everything in and leave it on low cook for 8 hours. I went out, we came back and poof! A warm, nicely concocted dinner. This, here is already my 4th or 5th slow cooked meal. It's Barbecue Ground Beef and a lot of spices I threw in. This one lasted only two meals because it was sooo guuhd. I am not an addict of slow cooking. I'm a wise-crock!

Amoebiapiss!

My mom got hospitalized two weeks ago because of... you guessed it, amoebiasis. But because she has diabetes and a heart problem, the stupid nurses in the ER IMMEDIATELY thought, "Stroke! Mild stroke!" Because she got to the ER at around midnight, their cardiologist had to be called from home while a trigger-happy intern went and did a CT Scan. My dad tried to persuade them to check her digestive system first because she has had loose bowel movement a couple of hours before. While they were in there treating her with ONLY her diabetes in her mind, my dad knew they being pre-emptive but he did not want to tell them they were wrong either, in case complications arose because of her condition.

The day next, her loose bowel was gone and so was her fever but she had to be dextrosed. My dad then told their doctor that in his gut, he knew it was only amoebiasis and to check her stool. Hours and hours later, he was right. It was just the popular and annoying parasitic one-celled protozoa of the order Amoebida. The culprit? Some 2-day-old spaghetti they ate which they thought was just a day old. Good to know my mom recovered pretty well and swore to triplecheck food expiration before putting anything in her mouth.

Knock, knock, Doc! Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Tasty Pastry Monday, February 26, 2007

Snowstorm Shmowstorm

Blood is thicker than medical bills Saturday, February 24, 2007

Kiliiiiiig! Friday, February 23, 2007

Break Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Torn Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Burn, baby, burn Saturday, February 17, 2007

boner Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Waining Geight! Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Tube updates Saturday, February 10, 2007

Gewd Noos! Thursday, February 08, 2007