Thursday, December 20, 2007

30 Things

I occurred to me that as a fairly new blogger, people may wonder a little bit about who am I. Or maybe they don't. Oh well here it is anyway. Hahaha!

1. I was diagnosed with End Stage Renal Disease (ESRD) at 61/2 years old.

2. I was on every type of dialysis they have. The last round was hemo-dialysis for 20 years. Yes. Years. Not weeks or months.

3. Had a transplant five years ago. Kidney is okay. Now if we can get the heart to fall into step, I'll be great.

4. My birthday is October 25. I fall right on the Libra/Scorpio cusp. I am the best of both. And a bit of the worst of both.

5. Despite my Scorpio part, I have to be pushed very far before I loss my temper. I'm pretty laid back.

6. Not that I don't have a temper. I do. It just takes a long while to get it out. But when it's there, it's not pretty. The whole proper ways not to fight, no name calling bit. Gone. There's the yelling first (which I hate doing) then if they keep pushing a full water bottle may sail very close to the victim's head. I'm not proud of it. Thank goodness it doesn't happen often. The last time was about three years ago.

7. I hate yelling: I don't like yelling, I don't like hearing people yell. It hurts my ears and gives me a headache. My mom told me that when I was about 5, we were at someone's house and they started screaming and yelling at each other. At which point I ran outside crying. Perhaps that started it. Perhaps it's always been, even then.

8. The same goes for high pitched sounds or loud banging of doors. It physically makes me cringe.

9. Though some people, even friends think I drink and party all the time, I'm actually very quiet at home. I don't drink at house, the TV is not blaring, even though it's always on. Music is not heard for half a block. Unless it's G doing it. G tends to be a bit loud. He's just a loud person. In speech, in action. Always making noise. So the quiet is a blissful luxury when I get it.

10. I enjoy living in a city. Yeah. I know the quiet thing. But I like knowing there are people around, neighbors, family, the police. It's comforting.

11. I am a benefit of the doubt kind of person. I like facts before jumping to conclusions. I believe that's from all the hospital and doctor stuff. No point in freaking out until you what's going on. Come to think of it most of my life coping skills and habits stem from the hospital and doctor stuff.

12. I have insane patience. I can wait for long periods of time without stomping around.

13. I won't walk around barefoot. Inside, outside, my house, my friends houses. Nope. I have to have socks, shoes or slippers on. The grass between my toes creeps me out. Have no idea why.

14. I am hopelessly addicted to Neopets. I love the games, the clothes, the events. I love collecting for my gallery. I love being able to make my own lookup. I love it all.

15. I do not own a cell phone. I don't have kids, so there is no reason for me to spend a huge amount of money just to have someone track me down at the grocery store to ask "Whatcha doin' ?" I have an answering machine. That's what they are for. I will call when I get home.

16. I forget to eat. I don't eat when I get up, so at noon I'll think I should make some lunch. Then the next thing I know, it's time for dinner and I feel like crap.

17. I prefer cats over dogs. It's not that I don't like dogs, it's the taking them out part. They still have to go out even when it's 5 degrees outside during a winter storm.

18. I do however love dog shows. Not on TV, in person. I went to a couple when they were being held downtown. There's nothing quite like seeing a herd of something. A herd of Rottweilers, a herd of great Danes, a herd of Poodles, and my absolute favorite a herd of Dachshunds!

19. I can't sleep the night before doctors appointments. It's not the worrying about 'what if something's wrong' that keeps me up, it's the 'if I fall asleep I'll wake up at 10:00 and miss the appointment and the doctor will yell at me and I don't want to listen to that today' that keeps me awake.

20. I enjoy old radio shows. There's just something about listening to a show and seeing in your own imagination rather than a director or a studio producers.

21. I have a firm belief that bad things happen in the woods and in the water. If they didn't they wouldn't make so many horror movies in those settings. Needless to say I don't go camping.

22. I love reading plays. I enjoy seeing them performed, but I really love reading them. It puts your imagination to work.

23. I rarely cry at sad things in public. I need to be alone for a good sad cry. But give me a happy ending or very good news, I'll be crying everywhere.

24. I prefer MySpace to Facebook. I like being able to make my page look like my page. I like being able to actually find people. How do you find anyone on Facebook? What if you only know their first name? Nightmare.

25. I'm allergic to sunscreen. No. It's not the PABA, or fragrance, or dyes. The worst reaction was with a kid's safe PABA free, dye free, fragrance free, everything free sunscreen. I had hives on my ears! If someone has lotion or chap-stick with sunscreen in it on them and touchs me. I get hives. It's very inconvenient.

26. I dislike IMing. I will if the person is far away. But when my friends IM it annoys me. Just give me a call. I rather hear your voice than type anytime.

27. I am a complete night owl. I can not get going until the afternoon. Even if I'm awake and doing something in the morning. I feel sluggish. I was even born in the afternoon. 1:24 PM.

28. I can not stand to have my picture taken. They always look awful. And no. I'm not being hard on myself. It's just a fact. I'm cuter in person.

29. I love the Tour de France. I have been watching since high school. I used to ride my bike everywhere. Miles and miles. It was the best feeling in the world.

30. I love the Olympics. I watch the gymnastics and swimming in the summer and the skating, luge and skiing in the winter. I have no athletic abilities so it just intrigues me to no end.

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