Medical issue number one

Thanks to my boyfriend and the best girl friend one can have Miss. Google. I have been informed of two medical issues that I have had for awhile now, but opted to ignore. I have come to realize what true denial is and how much I have been swimming in it. I know that instead of playing in the water without a care in the world that I now should take a break and apply some sun block.

This picture was just sent to me via my bestie on April 16, 2011. I had to add it to the blog. (LOL)

Although I have not been to the Dr. yet I did take three online tests and all of them confirmed that I have OAB. I can’t believe it. I quickly grab my phone and text my bestie to share this ever so dreadful news. She quickly responds with what is OAB?  I reply back with Over Active Bladder. To my surprise I don’t hear anything else from her. Is it really to my surprise? I ponder on it for a little bit.  It doesn’t take me long to figure out that she doesn’t reply because she has suspected this all along. You can ask any of my friends where I may be at an event and I promise you, they will all say, try the restroom. She was just allowing me to live in my pool of denial. My “issue” wasn’t hurting anyone other than the possible inconvenience of needing to make a restroom stop or listening to my never ending complaint about needing to go. Looking back, I think about how I would jokingly compare myself to the “I gotta go gotta go gotta go right now” bladder control commercial and then make sure to follow up with, I am not that bad. HA!

I am extremely thankful for the one and only symptom that I don’t have, for now that is. I answered yes to all questions except for, have you experienced the loss of control when you do need to go? If this was an issue I am sure my friends would have been more than willing to throw me a float.  I admit that I will remain in a little bit of denial until I go to the doctor, but I am at least ready to realize I need to make the appointment. Now I fear the day of possible losing control over when I do have to go coming a little sooner than I anticipated.  

It is so easy to make a list of things that justify what we really don’t want to come to terms with. Here I was thinking the urgency and consistent need for my irregular frequency of urination compared to everyone else’s was due to having an abnormally small bladder, a natural reaction to a diet supplement or that I just couldn’t hold my adult beverages like most adults could.

It was much easier for me to blame any one of these excuses I had come up with or even all of them before I would admit that I just may have a “problem” that needs to be taken care of. I giggle a little when I realize the irony in it. This is how the majority of things in life work whatever the situation may be. We find reasons that we are okay with to justify the problem or blame it before we will begin to take a look at ourselves. Hummm……

“Acknowledging the problem is half the battle”

Blogging

Kristina is the name and always trying to just enjoy life is the game. I am not sure what made me decide to start blogging. It just hit me like an asteroid shooting out of the sky.  I came in to work today with nothing to do. It is the day before Thanksgiving and almost everyone is off of work today. The silence in the office is slowly forcing me to go hide somewhere and take a nap. In order to keep awake I start typing, probably annoying the others that are dozing off, but I have to do what I can to help make this day pass. I am sick and tired of looking for a job and have everything printed out to read about getting my teacher certification during my holiday away at the lake. I mean I am 30 and should figure out what I want to be when I grow up.

(30, full of smiles, color, flavor and happiness)

 My birthday cake could not have described my life more perfectly.

I have been having all these revelations since I turned 30. There is just something about turning 30 that makes people act crazy, force themselves in to something they didn't really want, or trying to justifying what they do or don't have at this time. I am going to stereotype a little here and say this probably happens more to females than males. My revelations crack me up and amaze me at the same time. I thought instead of letting them get lost in my head, never to be remembered I better get to typing. Not to mention how cool it will be to look back and read when I get older. I know these things will seem so minuscule in comparison to what will be going on in my life at that time. That is usually how it works isn't it?  Blogging to me is just an electronic format of a journal that others can read if they want and I kept a journal until I finished college, so why not...

Okay, enough about that and here we are. I am excited about this new blogging thing. I read my friends that write them about travels, reviews, babies, marriages and families. I don't really have any of that to write about, but I am sure as random as I am and as interesting as life is there will always be something to type about. Cheers to turning 30 and doing something new.

"Better late than never "