So Gus went to the vet yesterday and he has an upper respiratory infection. We got some antibiotics and he seems to be doing better already. That visit cost us 70 bucks and I have to take him back next week for a follow up. =/
But at least he's doing okay. =)

Switching gears a bit, I've been feeling pretty down, lately. Just stressing about a few things here and there. Money and health, mostly. It wouldn't be an issue if we didn't have so many things to take care of that we didn't plan on taking care of like Scotts car, his wisdom teeth, at some point MY wisdom teeth, the kitten, and I really need to go to the doctor. For someone like me who BARELY has money to throw around...its getting really tough to not feel very overwhelmed.

The fact that I haven't been sleeping hasn't helped.

The fact that I had my period three separate times in the month of July alone hasn't helped.

The fact that even after those three periods in July I'm on my period yet again and its only the 3rd of August clearly does not help.

The fact that this has been a normal thing since I started birth control REALLY hasn't helped. (which I got on to regulate my period in the first place)

If I could cut out my own uterus without potentially killing myself in the process, I'd seriously consider it.

If I had to pin point one thing that is stressing me out the most it would be that.

A year has gone by. A full year. A full year of getting my period two-three times a month. Severe cramps like I've never experienced before. Breasts so sore and tender I can't even wear a bra sometimes. Not to mention the difficulty I've been having keeping my mood in check. I've switched my prescription twice and spent abouuuut.....$200 in co-pays just to sit in my doctors office and blow money on a jerk-off who wastes my time. and that's not including the HUNDREDS of dollars I spent on the actual birth control!

Sure, switching to a new doctor sounds easy peasy but I still have a $40 co-pay to deal with, PLUS if they want to do any kind of extra testing and shit.
UGH.

I've been trying to hold back on this rant. I know you guys don't want to hear about it. but I need to vent somehow. I HAVE to.

Oh how satisfying it would be to walk into my Gyno's office and give him a swift kick to his balls. Or a smack to his face. Or a baseball bat to his head. It would be great!

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