The Thyroid Saga continues...

Okay, so you all know that I recently saw the specialist a little while back and he said things were going good enough that he could pass me on to my family doctor. 
Well, I went for one final blood test to make sure that things were still good.  I called the specialist today and found out that my thyroid levels are high!
Back in June, my levels dropped into the below normal category, so I was started on Synthroid.  Since then, the dose was dropped from 0.088 to 0.075.  Now, I am told to stop taking the Synthroid for 6 weeks and go for a blood test!  Yeah, back to the every 6 week blood tests!  I love them!  LOL
This is where the story gets really good.  If they are still high, then I might have to go a do another dose of radiation!  I really don't want to do that.  I was already worried about the first time I did it.  Radiation can't be good for your body.  Now I am worried that I might have to do it again! 
I really shouldn't worry though, I will know more 6 weeks from now.  One good thing about all this is I don't have to get up 6am to take a stupid pill!  LMAO


That's all for now!  I will keep you posted and sitting on the edge of your seats with a thyroid cliffhanger!

Happy Anniversary Aug, 8, 2011

Hey Everyone,

In case you didn't know, today, August 8, 2011 would have been my 5th wedding Anniversary.  5 years ago, I decided to marry my best friend, it was one of the happiest days of my life.  Now today, August 8, 2011, happens to be one of the saddest.

We met at McDonalds (Upper Gage and Mohawk location) roughly 11 years ago.  I was 21 and a manager and Val was 18 and full time day staff.  We have been through so many rough times but have accomplished so many great things together.  Things I probably would have never been able to do on my own.
This is a pic of Annie only a day old.

This is us at Disney World.

This is our house.

I am sitting alone in the house I bought with my wife, eating some shitty dinner wondering where I have gone wrong.   Now every time I try and start a new relationship with someone, it just ends in failure and chaos.  I have talked to people, I have read books and just when I start feeling like the fog is lifting, it doesn't get any brighter.

From what I hear things will get better, and just writing in this blog has made me feel better.

Thanks Everyone for reading!

Sincerely,
Joey Cipolla


 

to tat or not to tat?

Hey Everyone,

Long time no blog!
So there comes a time in a boy's life were he must become a man, and stop being such a pansy and get a tattoo.
I have been thinking that I want to get a tattoo however there are a couple things that are holding me back.
A: I don't do pain.
B: I don't do needles.
C: I don't do pain.
D: I don't know what to get.

So, driving the bus, you see lots of people, hence lots of different tattoos.  I don't want something trendy, like a bar code on the back of your neck or some chinese letter or word or whatever!  I want something unique, that describes what I like or mean for the rest of my life.  It is permanent you know!
I was thinking of different symbols that describe me.  Maybe the HSR logo, LOL, or maybe something Star Trek?  Not really my style.  I mean I will love those things for the rest of my life, but not really me.  Then I thought, what about a word or a phrase?  Something in english of course since that's what I speak and read.

What would be one word that describes you?  I have been thinking of a word I think would best describe me, how I feel, and how I want to live.
That word is "Free".
 Free to choose who I want to be.  Free to do what I want.  I like when I get stuff for Free.  Free like the wind, I don't like feeling trapped.  Free to come and go as I please.  A Free man!
So I think the word "Free" would be cool written in a nice script.
Now that I figured out what I am going to get, I just got to figure out where!  LMAO

Talk to you all later!
Joe

I smelleth oh thee rotten one

The pungent musky smell of the Hamiltonian has awoken from its winter slumber.  It haunts my nostrils as it invades the interior of the bus.  Every breathe slowly breaks down the peace between my stomach and its contents.  I feel nauseated!   The once chewed and partially digested food has mutated into some evil creature as it claws its way up my esophagus and into my mouth.  The bell rings, and Mr. Stinky gets up.  I open the doors with the last bit of life that is in me.  The wind blows clean fresh air against my face.  I close my eyes and take a deep breath!  I have once again eluded death but for how long can I fight this battle of olfactory sensation?  For how long?

Oh I love thee Starbucks!

Here is a quickie while I was in Starbucks...

S - Super
T - Tasty
A - Awesome
R - Reliable???
B - Blended
U - U know
C - Coffee, thats an easy one
K - Kazachoc (Slavic fast dance in which the dancer squats and kicks out their legs alternately)
S - Sweet

That was a difficult 5 min, but now I can justify telling the Starbucks girl that I am an author.  Well, I told her I was writing an autobiography.  Well, I guess my blog is sort of an autobiography cause I share all sorts of shit about my life on this thing!

Have a good night!

This one is for you!

This blog is for a special someone who will always be in my heart...

I am crazy.  

I am stubborn.  

I am complicated.  

I am confusing and confused.  

I am dramatic. 

I am happy. 

 I am sad.  

I am talkative.  

I speak before I think.  

I think too much.

I am charming.

I am arrogant.

I am smart and I am dumb.

I love and love to be loved.

I know what to say but I am a loss for words.

I make mistakes.

I make lots of mistakes.

I am everything...

but complete without you. 

Have a good night everyone!

Ode to RX-8

I haven't really been able to focus my thoughts these past few days.  It must have something to do with the thyroid.  I went for a blood test last Thursday and called the specialist today.  Of course the results are not looked at yet but hopefully they call back tomorrow morning.
As for doing the light exercise, its been 2 days and I have done nothing.  I am just exhausted after work.

Now enough with the boring shit, pardon my french.
I thought I would share a story with you.  A story of love at first sight.  A story of two becoming one.  Pure excitement, love, and happiness!  A story of my first drive with the beautiful Mazda RX-8.
It all started with a trip to the dealership.  I was scoping the place out for some nice honeys, when I looked across the car lot and she caught my eye.
As the wind gently blew, I made my way casually over to her.  I didn't want her to think I was desparate, but I wanted her to know that I was into her.  I looked directly into her head lights.  They lit up like twinkling stars.  I got the keys and a plate, and opened the door.
I sat down and took a deep breath.  The smell of her leather was arousing.  I put the key in and started her up.  She purred like a gentle kitten.  I reached over, turned on the radio and cranked the volume.  Bitter Sweet Symphony by the Verve came on...(press play)





As the music got louder, I placed one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand on the shifter.  I closed my eyes.  I could feel the engine spinning and buzzing through the soft vibrations of the shifter.  Goose bumps ran up the back of my neck and I took a breath like a baby taking a breath of air for the first time.  For that one brief moment, man and machine meshed as one.
Then I took her for a drive and it was awesome!
I know, you were expecting an explosion after a climax like that.  Sometimes, short, sweet and direct is the best way!  Plus I am getting tired and need sleepy time.  LMAO

Have a good night and hope you enjoyed the story!