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stupidity suffers
Jun. 25th, 2005 07:05 pmThere's a Swedish proverb, "dum får lida", which basically means that "if you're stupid, you get to suffer".
One way of being stupid is to miscalculate how long it'll take to get hold of a doctor to get a prescription renewed. It ended up taking a few weeks longer than the old batch of medication lasted. This, combined with my stupidly choosing to try lowering the dosage earlier has fucked up my hormones enough that I've just gotten my period. It's been almost three years since the last one.
( If you don't want to read about blood and cramps and other horrors, don't click here... )
This morning (well, noon, but it was while I was drinking my morning coffee) I saw something utterly adorable. We've got a small bird feeder outside the kitchen window - it's just a thingy that holds a couple of tallow balls. The cats enjoy watching the birds and I feel like a good person for feeding them, so everyone is happy.
Only this morning there was lots more and louder cheeping noises than usual. I looked out and saw a bird sitting pecking at the tallow. Down on the windowsill was a smaller, much fluffier, bird. And next to it another small one. They were keeping their little beaks open and yelling at the top of their little bird voices. The mommy or daddy bird kept flying up to the tallow, pecking off a bit, flying down to feed one of the baby birds, and then repeating the whole thing for the next baby. And I went OMG THAT'S SO CUTE and shouted for Calle to come look and irritated the cats by making loud noises while they were prowling and hiding waiting for the glass to disappear magically so they could pounce on the birds. It never does, though.
One way of being stupid is to miscalculate how long it'll take to get hold of a doctor to get a prescription renewed. It ended up taking a few weeks longer than the old batch of medication lasted. This, combined with my stupidly choosing to try lowering the dosage earlier has fucked up my hormones enough that I've just gotten my period. It's been almost three years since the last one.
( If you don't want to read about blood and cramps and other horrors, don't click here... )
This morning (well, noon, but it was while I was drinking my morning coffee) I saw something utterly adorable. We've got a small bird feeder outside the kitchen window - it's just a thingy that holds a couple of tallow balls. The cats enjoy watching the birds and I feel like a good person for feeding them, so everyone is happy.
Only this morning there was lots more and louder cheeping noises than usual. I looked out and saw a bird sitting pecking at the tallow. Down on the windowsill was a smaller, much fluffier, bird. And next to it another small one. They were keeping their little beaks open and yelling at the top of their little bird voices. The mommy or daddy bird kept flying up to the tallow, pecking off a bit, flying down to feed one of the baby birds, and then repeating the whole thing for the next baby. And I went OMG THAT'S SO CUTE and shouted for Calle to come look and irritated the cats by making loud noises while they were prowling and hiding waiting for the glass to disappear magically so they could pounce on the birds. It never does, though.
