B*TCHFest...Whinefest...whatever

 





















For you NEW KIDS, HERE ARE THE RULES: 

"B*TCHFest"  is provided as a public service to those of us who have gripes and grievances but who (whom?), for whatever reason, lack a regular forum in which to air them. You are welcome to voice any problems - large or small, important, mundane or ridiculous -  that currently have your panties wadded, your shorts frosted and your gears ground. Don't hold them in and risk future medical issues, wrinkles and/or those pesky gray hairs.

ANY and ALL issues that are plaguing you are open for you to voice; there are no "sacred cows." They say that "feelings aren't facts", so if you're feeling it, it's legit to you. NO ONE is allowed to flame a poster for something he or she writes, however commiseration is not only welcomed but encouraged. Please, no personal attacks against other OH members (at least, not by name) and  ABSOLUTELY NO SURGERY WARS!

I'll start you off with a few gripes of mine, and you all can join in at any time! No limits - come back as many times as you like!

WARNING! Adult content ahead! Posts may (and probably will) contain "adult" content and language. I know that MINE will. Rated TV-MA.



I'm in a really ****ty, depressed mood. Not to sound like a broken record, but I am so ******g sick of not being able to find a full time, permanent job after three ******g years. Why doesn't anyone want to hire me?

I feel so completely and utterly useless and demoralized that I just want to sit here today on my pity pot, have a big boo-hoo and tell the rest of the world to leave me the **** alone. Actually, what I really want to do is eat. A LOT. Like I used to be able to do. A WHOLE, bigass bag of Doritos. Half a damn pizza. Supersize McD's.

Add to that the fact that I hate the way I look. LOVE everything from the waist up, HATE everything from the waist down. And I totally despise everything between my ears. Why can't WLS cure EVERYTHING, dammit! 

Okay. That's it for me. Your turn.

 Well I want to ***** about ignorant short sighted, %#{+*^% employers in Connecticut who can't see that their companies would be better, their own lives easier if they had  the commonsense to employ Bette.

Kate

Yeah, what you said, Bette. Today I am feeling whiny, too. I hurt all over, my back is screaming from my shoulders down, no pain med is helping, and there is nothing to be done for it. Because I can't work but am not eligible for disability our son helps support us. My hubby does get disability but with our out of sight medical expenses his checks don't come anywhere near being enough. Our son also provides our insurance because without that even with medicare our prescriptions would bankrupt us within months. I am grateful that he is willing to do this, but I feel useless.

Oh, and I am pissed that I spent $24,000 in student loans on a degree I couldn't finish and couldn't work at anyhow. Grrr. The good news is that goes away when I'm dead. I am working continually on my attitude but some days you just have to unload. You hit it today, Bette, thanks.

Ok, here goes...

Broken oven (almost 5 yrs old) Hard to cook for a family of 8 without it
Broken dishwasher (1 yr old)  Washing dishes by hand for 3 weeks now
Broken Water heater (almost 5 yrs old) Boiled water to wash dishes by hand for 3 days
Broken Door Hardware (5 yrs old) Easy fix under $100
Broken Honda Odyssey ('07) in shop for the third time in as many weeks for rack and pinion repair $1300
Broken HP laptop 2 yrs old Seems that the graphics card detached from the mother board. $200 repair.
Broken Steph...gallbladder removal I feel so much better now!
New Apple MacBook Pro
New Water Heater (got it at cost with free labor of SIL and his cousin), Gas distribution valve for oven, free, and dishwasher is under warranty
Keeping fingers crossed regarding the Honda repair holding up, perhaps the third time is the charm!

I am so fed up with a coworker who NEVER admits to making a mistake when in the last two weeks I've caught two and even when she's privately told that she was wrong, she refused to fix it.  The mistakes have not been major, but the fact that she refuses to take responsibility and fix them, IS major and I am just so over her prima donna attitude!

I'm so pissed at myself for eating two cookies today when I tried on a dozen things this morning that either didn't fit or looked like crap because I've gained 15 pounds in the last six months since I had fluid taken out of my band due to an esophigial dialation.  15 lbs!  I'm so pissed that I keep eating junk when I swear I'm not going to and I just can't get back into better eating and exercising.

I'm pissed that I'm back to using food as a crutch and am stress eating like crazy.  I thought I broke up with Ben & Jerry, but I've let them back into my life.  Why do I do this to myself?  I'm in therapy and it's not helping.

And I'm pissed that you can't find a job Bette because you're obviously smart and capable and would be an asset to any business.  I'm so lucky that I've got a secure job that I mostly like.  I'm just really stressed about some things happening here right now.  Still, I'm lucky I have a job when so many don't.

I guess that's enough. 

cat

My belly button might be dying?? WTF?? And I only got one drained removed!! I am so tired of these ******g bloody drains coming out of my body. 5 more days till they MIGHT take another one out. And how does a belly button die anyway??

I usually don't have much to snivel about but after a visit to my plumonary doc today I'm irritated. I have COPD so obviously can't breathe well but when they do the lung function tests I'm sitting so do fine but when I try to walk any distance I make it about 10-20 feet and I'm out of air already. My numbers don't qualify me for portable O2 even tho I use it at night! I also have some oddball bacteria that has taken up residence in my lungs but he wants one more test to confirm it before we do any treatment. I've also been reading about the symptoms of low oxygen levels and part of it is muscle aches and being tired so no wonder I hurt like blazes all the time I have fibro and low O2. Some days I just don't even want to get out of bed because why bother I can't do much of anything when I do get up, I'm always exhausted. Cooking dinner totally wears me out, going grocery shopping is an all day job because I'm so slow! OK Guess I've whinned enough but I sure would like to just be able to live a "normal" life!

Awww... Great *****ing! Good job. And to look on the bright side of life, hey, at least you have a belly button right? ;)

Praying that everything turns out ok for you. Is it wrong to hope you get "worse" so you can qualify for portable oxygen?