Poster Children for Normalcy

Yesterday, my allergist called me the "Posterchild for good asthma patients", because I'd told him that I had ordered a new MedicAlert bracelet, with updated information (I've had one since 1985) - as well as picked up a small Timbuk2 bag to use as an "Asthma Survival Kit". The kit has my Peak Flow Meter (I wanted something besides a sandwich bag to carry it in), my Albuterol and a burst of Prednisone, should an attack be severe enough to merit its use.

Besides that, I was given good news - I can drop back down to the 250/50 Advair, because my bronchitis has improved considerably. I was given another sample pack of the higher dose, in the event that I develop another respiratory infection - I can be prepared. :)


In other news, I had an opportunity to do a good turn for someone. Kind of a way to thank the person that turned in my debit card when I lost it last fall.

What happened is that I'd gone to my bank's ATM yesterday - and someone had left their card in the ATM. So, I took the card out and planned to turn it into the branch office of their bank. Since it was Martin Luther King day, the banks were closed, so I couldn't do that. Instead, I called it into the bank, to let them know that the card had been found - in case the person that lost his card were to report it as lost/stolen.

Yes, I carried someone's card with me overnight. The idea of using it never crossed my mind - probably because I'd had good Karma with someone turning in my card, unused, and I wanted to keep the good Karma going.

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For those of you that are pro-choice, NARAL has a goal of getting 100,000 signatures on their Pro-Choice Pledge, which is going to be sent onto President Bush.

Take The Pledge

That's all! :)

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I am seriously peeved.

Victoria's Secret (at least the store near my office) is no longer carrying any bras above 38DD in their stores. Sure, they can be ordered online, but I'd prefer to try a bra on to ensure that it actually fits.

Pardon me while I pout over this. :-/

Then again, I suppose it wasn't *that much* of a loss for me, as they only had two or three styles that I could actually wear. Still, I am rather bummed over this.


In the meantime, I did want a better bra, as the padded t-shirt style are for the birds (the padding warps really nicely and doesn't retain its shape, giving me a swell implant-like ridge), and the Vic's Secret (and Lane Bryant - sorry, Kellie) bras aren't the most supportive.

So, what's a girl to do? Why, run across the street to Macy's, of course, and finally break down & pay full price (over $50) for a damn good Walcoal bra, that actually fits. Yes, I almost cried when I paid what I did for one bra - especially since I could get 2 at my former purveyor of bras for the same price. But, I've known Walcoal to be really good, very high quality, and certainly worth the money.

This is what I bought - only it's in a swell periwinkle blue: Ooooh, Boobies!


I know, I'll probably be teased because I want the girls to actually be supported - or as Kellie might consider it, "restrained". But, I'd rather not give off the appearance of Free Range Boobies - especially in public. (Yeah yeah, I know, it makes me seem all prim and proper ... so what.)

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It seems that either I'm mis-reading the comments in my last entry, or my gender is perfectly muzzy to those that haven't met me in person.

So, I've got to know - what do *you* think I am?

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