X Post: B*TCHFest is ready! Come and get it!!!!

I think I am starting menopause. I am 43, and haven't had a period in 2 months. Hubby has been snipped, so none of his "boys" should be able to reach any of my "girls". I am starting to have hot flashes and night sweats. I hate waking up drenched in sweat. In fact, I can't even understand how I'm drenched in sweat because I have a fan on me every night.?? I am too young to be starting menopause.

However, I like not having a period. So that's a bonus.
 
But the rest of the stuff that goes with menopause SUCKS!!

I hate that I had the money for a breast lift but I did the responsible thing and paid off my bills and now I will probably never be able to afford plastic surgery since I don't want to go into debt again and I am terrible at saving.
I hate my ex husband and his parents.  They are still alive.  86 and 94 and they will live forever.  I lost my mother and 2 very dear friends in the last few months and these people are still alive.  They were on my list last time, too, and probably will always be.
I have a child who has an eating addiction like me and now that I am not practicing mine hers seems to be worse.  I will go broke trying to feed her.  She doesn't like anything I cook and hates all the "healthy" food in the house and wants fast food all the time.  She makes a little money but not enough to feed her fast food habit.  If she doesn't get her food fix she makes my life miserable and she is 16 so she already is good at that.  She can eat a full meal and half an hour later whine "I'm hungry".  I swear, if I hear the words "I'm hungry" or "I'm bored" one more time I will run out screaming.  

AWWW, you guys just made me feel better just by reading your lists!! My damned dog pissed on a bag of donation clothes I had outside of my bedroom door. Yup, stepped right in it with bare feet on my way to the kitchen for the elixir of life that returns my humanity.....NOT HAPPY YOU LITTLE ****!!!! Good thing he's cute or who knows what woulda happened!

Seriously... my phone rings and it is a recorded message from an attorneys office seeking clients...The ploy...does your child have health problems related to your taking antidepressants during your pregnancy.

OMGoodness!!!!  It is bad enough I have to listen to that nonsense on the television but now they are calling my house!!!!  GRRRRRR!!!! That attorney I will never call.

Im completely pissed off and depressed because after going through EVERYTHING preop and getting rave reviews from all the staff, and even receiving my APPROVED letter yesterday, I find out  that not only will I have to wait MONTHS JUST to find out my surgery date, but they have NO OPEN SURGERY DATES FOR A YEAR!!!!!!!!! (pardon the run-on sentence)

Im so freakin mad, depressed, and just compeltely dissapointed!!!

They never said ONE word about being that far booked out! I never would have went with them if I would have known!

What good timing Miss Bette.  Thank you.

My 26 y/o daughter (who is going on 14) had her gall bladder removed today.  I drove her to all her pre-op appointments, found the surgeon for her, and have helped her every way I could since she has been so sick.

The surgical center has a policy.  Only one person may go back with a patient and there is no swapping out of people allowed.

So of course I said I would just wait in the waiting room while her BF went with her.  Then I complained to their complaint person and was allowed then to go back and sit with her for the second part of her wait in pre-op. 

After surgery the surgeon talked to us (it went fine) and said one of us could go back in about 45 minutes.  An hour later her BF asked if she was alright.  An hour and a half later I asked if they could give a message to her nurse:  she would do better if her BF was allowed to be with her.  (He knows how to calm her down when she gets upset/anxious). 

They refused to send that message to her nurse but finally let her BF go back after I snagged the surgeon in the waiting room and complained to HIM that we were worried as we had not been allowed to go back.

After 30 minutes BF comes out and says I can go back to help her dress while he goes to get the car. 

She was in SO much pain.  It is ridiculous that they don't control post-op pain any better.  Calling it "discomfort" or "soreness" does not mean it is not PAIN.  She could not walk without assistance and while oo-oo-oo-ing and shaking they threw her in his car and sent her home.

I'm not happy on so many levels I don't even know where to start.

Insurance dictates patient care in this country.  THAT ****** me off.

I have NO idea why we can't control pain better.  But there must not be any money in it or it would have been figured out by now.

The policy not to allow people to swap off so that both parents or a parent and a spouse can lay eyes on a person after major surgery is RIDICULOUS and I am REALLY pissed off at that.  If I was the patient I would have to choose WHICH daughter could come back to see me?  I don't think so.  I would be screaming and calling for a lawyer and making life a living hell for everyone around me (none of whom are responsible for the stupid policy).

The pre-op wait time was horrible.  She had to arrive at 645.  At 8 they took her payment.  At 9 they took her back.  At 9:30 they started her pre-op stuff. At 10 they took her to surgery.  That is a long wait when you are nervous.

Hoping she is resting this afternoon and that the BF is there to help her get to the bathroom and get something to drink.

Your kids are always your kids no matter how old they are.

Letter writing campaign to commence.  Funny that there are NO email addresses on the hospital or surgery center website. 

~Becky

My house is so damn full of food I can't stand it.
-- especially yummy high carb food representing all family and holiday favorites

My little tiny house is so damn full of people I can't stand it.
-- my B lives in our living room while getting back on his feet
-- my parents arrived 2.5 weeks ago, 3 weeks till they move

My house is so damn full of people's storage stuff I can't stand it.
-- my SIL, my B, my parents returning gifts from all the years, and now asking us to store stuff that they don't want in a storage unit

My house is so damn full of my own crap I can't stand it.
-- crap crap crap everywhere.  I get rid of a trunkful each month.  I don't think there are enough months in my lifetime to get rid of the crap.

Now, I am happy to help B, thrilled to see the Ps before they move to Hawaii for a year, but geez, it is all piled up and I don't have a damn job to go to so there is no where out!!!!

Bette,

My Yahoo email account was "compromised" on Tuesday.  What the heck does that mean?  I assumed it meant I was hacked.  It said to change my password, which I did, and it seems to be OK now.  Any ideas?

BTW, love this thread!