Disjointed
Mood: A bit sad
On my mind…
I’m reading a book at the moment called “On Death Row”, it’s about prisoners sentenced to die for their crimes. I’ve only read the first chapter but it’s really got me thinking. What makes people tick? What pushes them so far over the edge that they commit such horrendous, unthinkable crimes? I’ve always been for the death penalty, I believe some people deserve to die for their crimes – as long as it can be proven 100%. Others I believe should have to rot in a prison cell for all eternity.
What do you think about the young Australian in Singapore that has been sentenced to hang for drug smuggling? Too harsh a penalty? I know how destructive drugs can be and I believe the courts should be strict on people who flout the laws, but is it worth taking a life? I guess people go to these countries knowing full well the consequences of their actions, but I really feel for the guy, and his poor family. How terrible for his mother, knowing one stupid mistake has taken her son away forever. I read that he was only acting as a drug mule to raise some money to pay of his brother’s drug debts. But then again, when you consider the lives that would be destroyed by those drugs…it’s a very confusing subject. But I really think Australia is too lenient on drug traffickers.
Lately…job hunting
I’ve had a couple of job interviews lately, one I REALLY wanted but didn’t get so I was very disappointed and disheartened.
Then I saw a job in the paper that was made for me, it’s very similar to my last job and I had all the relevant experience so I applied for that.
I heard from them within two days, wanting me in for an interview early the next week. I went in Monday and had the interview, basically I didn’t feel that good about it. I wasn’t too confident at all (because I just think I should be ready for the rejection letters to come in, now I have five of them so it’s a bit depressing). But I had a phonecall from the office manager yesterday, calling to see if I could come in for a trial today (Thursday) for five hours.
Still I wasn’t overly optimistic. Every rejection has zapped a bit of my fighting spirit.
So I went in today, the girls were lovely.
The job is a lot more involved than any of my previous jobs, and busy too. I also discovered that I was the only person called in for a trial.
They decided to do that because the last couple of people that had worked there thought it would just be a basic reception job, answering phones and booking in patients, and they wanted to make sure that the person they might offer the job to would be fully aware that the job involves a lot more than just the basic reception duties.
Me optimistic?
No.
I feel down at the moment. I should feel excited that I’ve had this opportunity and that it is a job that would be challenging, yet something I’m 100% capable of doing, but I hate this whole feeling of starting over again. I’m in a bit of a hole, I’m not sure what I want to do anymore and I don’t feel optimistic about anything.
Lately…girl stuff
Anyway, so last week I went to see a specialist, I’ve been getting constant lower abdominal cramping for a while now, rather like the lovely “ladies days” cramps, just not as bad. I’ve always had pretty severe pain during those “dark days”, so much so that I’ve been given a couple of prescription painkillers, the first lot that made you feel happy and dopey (because they fall under the classification of narcotics!) and the second lot just make you feel detached and you never need to go to the loo (opiates). I hate the fact that I have to resort to taking these kinds of drugs, it’s not good for me but they’re the only thing that work for longer than half an hour and allow me to get through the day without doubling over in pain.
So, my specialist suggested that an implant (Implanon) would be the answer to all my problems. He has suggested it before in the past (saw him a few years ago) but I was dead against it. For those of you who don’t know, Implanon is a thin flexible plastic rod about forty millimeters long, which is inserted under the skin of the inside of your upper arm. Over three years it releases progestogen which is a contraceptive agent found in the pill. It’s a horrible thought. Apart from that I’ve heard horror stories of women who had a period for months and had to get the Implanon removed. Is there anyone out there with any comments about it? I think I’m going to go ahead with it. If it stops the constant cramping/period pain and spares me the pain of a laparoscopic examination, then maybe it’s worth a shot… but it’s a gamble, it could either be really great or really terrible, you never know until you try.
Well, I think that’s about it for tonight, I’m completely exhausted so I think it’s time I headed to bed.
Bye for now.


I\'d say go for the rod thingy. The doctors must know what they are talking about to recommend it. And if it works, awesome. If it doesn\'t, well, at least you can get it removed. Plus it may spare you further more invasive surgeries, and that has to be a good thing.
Loved the email that your friend sent you too.
Hugs,
Sass.