Misery and Mirth

Find Joy in the Little Things

Late Wednesday night or well early Thursday morning since it was after midnight, I got a little surprise that cheered me up. After watching a movie with my eldest sister and brother in law, I was on my way to my “dungeon” bedroom and had to pass through the kitchen to get to the stairs.  I looked over at the sliding glass door and there was a big frog with his little suction toes stuck on the glass. I do live out in a rural area, see wild life all the time but I’d never seen a frog this big on our property let alone right there in front of me like someone put it on the door for me to find. I called my sister and brother in law over to have a look & they probably thought I was weird because I got so excited over a frog. But being that I am such a nature/animal enthusiast (hence my degree in Zoology) this simple thing delighted me.  It had been such a Blah day, dark and stormy and here before I go off to bed was this adorable little “miracle” just for me. Too bad Mom left her digital camera at work.

Thursday afternoon and most of Friday I spent doing lots of laundry and cleaning and dealing with my now ex-primary care physician being an @$$ because she doesn’t want to put any effort into helping me get assistance through Social Security. All I asked for was a summary letter of her medical treatment of me. I even typed up an outline for her trying to make it simple for her receptionist/secretary, since all the doctor actually does is sign it. The summary letter would make it easier on the social security people to review my case. But they refused to do it and said they would just release my files. Standard procedure is to just release all my medical files to S.S., but the doctor herself sometimes can’t read her own hand writing and because she has been so ignorant and lackadaisical with my treatment in the past I don’t trust that she has recorded all my pertinent info in my files. So how am I to expect that I am going to get a fair review if S.S. people can’t read the files or find adequate data? SIGH!

Friday I got another job rejection. After sending my resume every couple weeks to the heads of veterinary and zookeeper staff of Detroit Zoo, the Head Veterinarian called me and politely said they would only hire licensed Vet’s and Vet technicians and would I stop sending her resumes. But still no word from the Head Zoo Keeper; though in all likelihood he just doesn’t think I am worth his time to call.

All this disappointment surmounted into me having a break down at dinner and embarrassing myself by crying and wailing and probably being over dramatic. Though my family reassured me that my reaction was understandable for the stress I am under, and they are hear to support me. I still feel awkward; I was so used to being “the rock”, the stable, independent, reliable child. This last 2 years, I feel like I have been more a burden.

Saturday evening was a Mother Daughter Banquet at the little local Church I was raised in. Mom wanted all her “girls” together because soon we will all be moving farther away and it will be difficult to have little celebrations like this. Amber and Aaron will be moving to a North Carolina, military base with her husband in June. Anne, Les & Courtney are planning on moving to a new place by the end of the summer. I have no ideal what my future holds at this point, but it’s possible I may be moving too. So mom’s daughters (except for Alica who never comes to any of our family functions anymore) and her only grand-daughter agreed to attend the banquet. The amusing thing was the major entertainment was my biological brother, Aral (I have 3 brother in laws) He did a little stand up comedy, read poems and sang some. He picked a lot of Mom’s favorites so of course she cried and it was very special for her, but rest of us were kind of bored. LOL Not that my brother wasn’t entertaining because he was. But there was not a lot of socialization; the majorities of other women there just didn’t make too much an effort to “mingle”.
But as we were leaving one person did stop me and ask me how I was doing, Diane.
Diane & Don are long time members of the church. They eat a vegetarian and anti-gluten/wheat diet because of Don’s autoimmune digestive condition and other health reasons.  Diane has been trying to convert me to vegetarianism for a while. When I mention I was tying to transition over to Macrobiotics, because of my immune problems she invited me to come with them to a vegan pot luck she attends once a month on Sunday afternoons. So that might be cool, Rob works Sundays and I won’t have any doctor appointments so I plan to attend. It will be good to have a “dietary” support group and learn new recipes.

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