Yeah Me and the Female Body...Again

So I wanted to kinda talk about the female body today, specifically mine. For those of you who have been following me you all know that I have some medical issues. I have the seizure disorder, and some other stuff going on that no one seems to be able to figure out. 

One of the things that is going on is an irregular period. This had been going on since Superman was born. At first it was a once in awhile thing and I just wrote it off as no big deal. However over the years it's gotten worse. I mean it's all over the place, where once upon a time I could set my watch to it, it's gotten to the point that I no longer can even find my watch. 

So after having my lovely period for three weeks one month I made an appointment to see the good ole doctor. We started with the usual PAP, and exam. Yeah fun! No, no it's not fun at all I was just kidding.  So we did this, and the results were just peachy keen. So she says I need to have an ultrasound done. No problem. 

Problem...insurance changed and had to find a new primary doctor. This of course means that I must start this process all over again. So I get referred to a gyno, and she wants to do a PAP again. Umm, no. You don't have my records yet, but I just had one done in like November. It was just fine. She believes me on this, but not on the pelvic exam. Guess what I get to do again? Oh yeah, strip down and knees up. 

Ya know, isn't it enough that as a woman we get our periods every month, can carry a fricken watermelon for nine months,  get completely exposed to God only knows how many people while giving birth (with Princess it was 10), whip that boobie out to feed the kid, get a PAP which involves, having a metal apparatus thingy that sort of resembles the tool to dig fence post holes but on a much smaller scale, shoved up your hoochy, have a long q-tippy thing scrape your innards, and then if that wasn't enough...have a completeish stranger shove their fingers up that there hoochy to feel around for anything abnormal, have your boobies smashed between two metal plates for a mammogram, and I'm sure I missed a whole bunch of stuff, but you get the idea. Why  is that I get the doctor who doesn't believe me, and makes me do the pole hole digger thing again? Yeppers, I hate being a woman. 

Holy crap totally forgot where I was going before going through the horrors above. Thinking, thinking...ah yes I remember, ultrasound. 

So the doctor tells me that it needs to be done two or three days after my period ends and I need to make an appointment to have it done. Umm ok, didn't we just discuss the fact that my period is all over the place and I have no idea what the hell is going on with it, and how the hell am I supposed to know when it really is going to end? So I just shut my mouth, and wish her a good day.

So today I go to make the ultrasound appointment, cuz as near as I can figure my period should technically be done by the end of the weekend. OMG I hate stupid people! This lady just about had me over the edge within a minute of talking to her. She starts out with you should have called when it started because it's easier to make the appointments that way. Well yes I can see that it would be, that is IF THE PERIOD WAS ACTING NORMAL and ran the usual seven day cycle. I explained to her that I was going there because of irregular periods and I had no way of knowing the when and how long. To which she persisted on the path of a regular cycle. I seriously think she was drugged up. She was very slow speaking, and kinda slurrish. Then again maybe she was speaking slow for me. Fuck I don't know. Then she was like how about next Monday at 9:40, I was like umm Monday doesn't really work for me since the meter guy is coming sometime between 10 an 12 to replace the water meter. (I wont even go into this crazy problem right now.) I suggested Tuesday or Wednesday. Nope not gonna work for her, and she states that my period will be over by then. Huh? I thought my period was supposed to have been done for two or three days before I had the ultrasound done? To which she replied, well yes that's correct.  At this point I gave up. Monday it is. I have no idea what the hell to do with the water meter guy, but I'm sure if I explain all this to him, he will be super understanding. 

Women are Not Idiots

I really hate it when a guy acts like you don't have a clue. I mean just because your a female doesn't mean that God didn't give you a brain. I'm not saying that every woman out there has knowledge of everything but that doesn't mean she is stupid, it just means she hasn't had the opportunity to learn. Seeing a woman acting all stupid in front of a guy drives me nuts, it's so degrading to the rest of us. Stop it! If you are guilty of this, I now give you a cyberspace bitch slap, stop it I said. If you just want to be catered to and be a princess, well then go ahead, but don't act stupid and sell yourself or us short. 


I don't know when this behavior started, but I do know that it's been going on for along time, probably since the beginning of time. I might make some enemies by saying that women can not do everything a guy can, there are some things that we do need help with or struggle to do. The same is true if you flip the coin.


Now I get the whole concept of the need to make a man feel needed, you know the male ego thing. However I struggle with this one. I am  a very independent person. I was taught that if you want something done right and done now, do it yourself. I do not have the patience to sit there asking DH over and over again to do something that I am perfectly capable of doing. It's a waste of time, and only gets me frustrated, but heaven forbid I do a "mans" job. Not even going to touch that subject today. 


DH and I both bring different things that we do well into the relationship. Like DH is a much better cook than I am. He can look in the pantry and whip something up out of nothing, I can not do that at all. He spent much of his life working in restaurants and working with chefs and cooks, me I would much rather prefer to go to a restaurant and have someone else cook for me. I don't have the experience that he does, but I am learning. For me, I bring the ability to work on vehicles to the relationship. I never liked working on cars, but most of the ex-boyfriends were mechanics so I picked up things while I helped. I can tear apart a motor and rebuild it, but again, I would rather pay someone to do it for me.


There are many other traits that we both bring to the relationship, and that is what part of being in a relationship is all about. Where one is weak the other is strong. What seems to happen here is...I get schooled on how to fix a car from someone who has much less experience than myself. Please don't tell me the truck got fucked up because I didn't change the oil, and further more don't be telling other people that this is what happened, especially when neither of us actually knew at the time what happened to the truck. It's all about the facts here buddy.


Oh I must still be steaming over this cuz here it comes. Fact a motor will not blow up if you don't change the oil on a regular basis. It will if you never change it. It does wear on the motor and eventually...say like several years later will be part of the problem but that is not the case here. Fact a motor will blow a rod even if the oil is changed on a regular basis if the motor is just plain worn out. Fact a motor will seize up if there is no oil in it, or if there was enough damage to the head due to overheating. I wont even mention the fact that someone said they would change the oil before it got cold out...oops, I did, my bad.  Fact non of this happened to the truck. It was a mechanic failure, and had absolutely nothing to do with the motor. Guess I need to school my mechanic on how to tighten fucking bolts. 


I really don't appreciate being treated like an idiot in an area that I have a lot of experience in, and by all means I'm not saying I know everything about working on a car. I don't try to teach him how to cook, I mean that would be asinine. I do run new things I learn about cooking by him to see what he thinks, some of it is new to him, some not. I do try to let him work on the truck without being condescending. If you already know it, just let me know and I will move on to something else. I will not sit there and re-school you on something you already know. It's just a waste of our time. 


Men need to stop treating us like idiots because we are not. If you have the need to pretend you are stupid, you really should re-read the first paragraph. Smack upside your head bee-och. Our brains are perfectly capable of learning new things. So please don't go around acting like we are just stupid and need to be taken care of. If it came down to it, we really could figure out how to do it on our own. We might not "get-er-done" right the first time, and we probably wouldn't win any speed tests, but we'll get there...eventually. Life is in fact all about learning and gaining knowledge, and it's very debilitating when your not even given the chance to try learn.