Some diseases I am glad I don't have!!!

Usually I like big noses...

Good for Halloween...

I would have had to exercise self euthanasia if I had this one...

Hehehe. My hypochondria (self diagnosed based on yet another Internet test!) has been fueled again!

I mentioned to my mother that, according the blood donation workers, I have low blood pressure (almost so low they won't take my blood (100/60 when it has to be 100/50)) and a low temperature (96.8). Luckily, I don't have a particularly slow heart rate (80 when it can be between 50 and 100...)

Then, my mother, who is a nurse, asked if I had every been tested for hypothyrodism. Ah, the words I love to hear... Alas, I had read about the symptoms in "Vogue" in 1996 or 1997 and rushed to a doctor. I was disappointed in yet another quest to actually have a disease instead of a bunch of vague chronic fatiguey symptoms. I rushed to the doctor once when a tick bit me too when Lyme's disease came out...

"Hypothyroidism, or underactivity of the thyroid gland, may cause a variety of symptoms and may affect all body functions. The body's normal rate of functioning slows, causing mental and physical sluggishness. (Is this Sarah or what!!) The symptoms may vary from mild to severe, with the most severe form called myxedema, which is a medical emergency."

Here are the symptoms! I bolded the ones that apply to me...


Early symptoms:

weakness
fatigue
cold intolerance
constipation
weight gain (unintentional)
depression
joint or muscle pain
thin, brittle fingernails
thin and brittle hair
pale color

Well, there are a lot of "late symptoms" I don't have, so I will skip over them...

Vegan recommendations of the day...

Oops. The Tofutti web site is not working... Otherwise, I would provide a link to their cream cheese. I wear to God it tastes just like normal cream cheese.

Also, can't find any vegan crackers? Eat you peanut butter on pretzels...

Read this hilarious thing quickly before it disappears! If that is how ebay works...

OMG OMG!!! My friend from high school got my letter and wrote me back! What fun! Me and Allen were reciprocal sidekicks in high school. He said he was too cheap to pay the $39.00 to email me too! Just for the record, I was going to shell it out to email him via classmates.com if he didn't write me back. Oh my, I have been going down memory lane since I got his message... Oh, the fights we had. Hopefully, he will be able to remember about what. I remember the floppy shoe argument (he wouldn't go into the quickstop with me because he was embarassed because I was wearing his shoes (he has very big feet...)) The stalled car argument (he thought we looked silly pushing the car down the road...)... Of course, I don't remember any of the ones that were my fault.

Woo-hoo! Haloscan worked!

On to my next message:

From Spanky/Sparky: "Its (sic) Spanky, not Sparky. And why do you assume I am a he?"

Sarah's response: Spanky, I am sorry I called you Sparky... But, really, your name is not actually Spanky either!! How do I know you are a a he? Well, it is hard to say exactly... How does one know it is going to rain? How does one know when someone doesn't her? (Oops, bad example... I haven't mastered that skill...) Anyway, sometimes, you just can tell stuff... But, if you provide me with some hints, I can revise my assessment...

Response to recent messages...

My sister wrote: "You were supposed to get comments from Haloscan... Why so lazy?"

My response: Initially, I started an exigeses of my laziness (I am giving my blog reading public a lot of opportunities to correct my vocabulary tonight...), but then, I was like, hey, maybe I will just use this time to add the haloscan thing to my blog! So, I am trying it now...

I finally deleted some posts from the guestbook to make room for more comments from my loyal public! Instead of deleting the oldest posts, I went through and randomly deleted posts that did not appeal to me... Hairball cat compliments (really, compliments in general...)were spared... Ruthlessly deleted were any posts that suggested that I was somehow less than perfect...especially any impugned my desireability as a beloved... (I mean, if I weren't vain, I wouldn't have a blog, now would I...)