I worked from home today, because I had a doctor's appointment that I have booked about 3 months ago. I was excited, I was full of energy and good thoughts, because I thought, finally I might have another answer to my problem than `she will grow out of it`, or `it must be hormones` *after checking the hormones* `this is not hormones`, or `there is nothing that can be done`.
So my whole life, as long as I remember, I have been suffering from so called hyperhidrosis [or how it is spelled correctly] and I thought that this is `my thing` and I have to just live with it. And I have. But now - that little light in the tunnel became an exciting chance of maybe increasing the quality of my life. That would be almost like switching from a black-and-white Nokia bought in Thai market for 50 USD to the newest smart phone [of your choice].
And so I went. I biked to the place for 20 minutes, waited there to get to the doctor for 30 minutes more and had to bike back home for another 20 minutes just so I could spend a total of 3 minutes in the doctor's office asking me questions [no testing, just a simple Q&A of like 4 questions] and writing me a referral to the hospital that I live next to [!!!] for the botox procedures.
Now don't get me wrong, I might be thrilled to get botox injected into my body [what woman doesn't?], but in my humble opinion, this whole thing could have been done over the phone AND three months ago.
But on a plus side, I will get botox in me, for free, all out of tax payers [me including, but still] pockets. Wish me luck.
Off Topic
I walked 500 miles in my old shoes down the memory lane in the past today. And I know how stupid and unnecessary that it, but I just could not help. I did not plan it, honestly, I was just going through old e-mails, wanting to collect good old songs, without realizing that most of them were sent/received to/from those special types of people, wrapped in the words that I can still remember, even if I don't think about them. Looking at the names the memories flooded and suddenly I could not stop - I was walking those 500 miles.
It reminded me of you. And you. And a little bit even of you.
I am now listening to the sounds that were reminding me so much of you that I can almost feel your hand on my shoulder. I can almost sense your kiss on my head and I can remember the smallest details from those times when I was so happy.
Lenno flashed through my eyes as well. And your incredible generosity and my unprecedented excitement when I realized what you have done.
It was good year. It was a good life. I was happy and remembering that makes me happy now. I just still cannot help but catch myself wondering at times `what if`. I guess we'll never know.
We met at a wrong time. And we kept meeting at all the wrong times. However, how the story would have ended if we had met at the right time? At least now we have a story to tell.
Or what would have happened if we were smart enough to let it go. By not making a mistake making it too big too quick. Would the island have been any different? Would I be different? But at least in this case, I am sure I will get to turn it around. Okay, maybe not to turn it around, but at least to try. Because this is not an ended story. And if it did not end until today, chances are, it will never end.
So my whole life, as long as I remember, I have been suffering from so called hyperhidrosis [or how it is spelled correctly] and I thought that this is `my thing` and I have to just live with it. And I have. But now - that little light in the tunnel became an exciting chance of maybe increasing the quality of my life. That would be almost like switching from a black-and-white Nokia bought in Thai market for 50 USD to the newest smart phone [of your choice].
And so I went. I biked to the place for 20 minutes, waited there to get to the doctor for 30 minutes more and had to bike back home for another 20 minutes just so I could spend a total of 3 minutes in the doctor's office asking me questions [no testing, just a simple Q&A of like 4 questions] and writing me a referral to the hospital that I live next to [!!!] for the botox procedures.
Now don't get me wrong, I might be thrilled to get botox injected into my body [what woman doesn't?], but in my humble opinion, this whole thing could have been done over the phone AND three months ago.
But on a plus side, I will get botox in me, for free, all out of tax payers [me including, but still] pockets. Wish me luck.
Off Topic
I walked 500 miles in my old shoes down the memory lane in the past today. And I know how stupid and unnecessary that it, but I just could not help. I did not plan it, honestly, I was just going through old e-mails, wanting to collect good old songs, without realizing that most of them were sent/received to/from those special types of people, wrapped in the words that I can still remember, even if I don't think about them. Looking at the names the memories flooded and suddenly I could not stop - I was walking those 500 miles.
It reminded me of you. And you. And a little bit even of you.
I am now listening to the sounds that were reminding me so much of you that I can almost feel your hand on my shoulder. I can almost sense your kiss on my head and I can remember the smallest details from those times when I was so happy.
Lenno flashed through my eyes as well. And your incredible generosity and my unprecedented excitement when I realized what you have done.
It was good year. It was a good life. I was happy and remembering that makes me happy now. I just still cannot help but catch myself wondering at times `what if`. I guess we'll never know.
We met at a wrong time. And we kept meeting at all the wrong times. However, how the story would have ended if we had met at the right time? At least now we have a story to tell.
Or what would have happened if we were smart enough to let it go. By not making a mistake making it too big too quick. Would the island have been any different? Would I be different? But at least in this case, I am sure I will get to turn it around. Okay, maybe not to turn it around, but at least to try. Because this is not an ended story. And if it did not end until today, chances are, it will never end.
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