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My Life Thus Far
Unsolicited Advice Gone Terribly Wrong
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I haven't mentioned anything about this particular topic
the past few days, because I didn't think anything of it,
but now that it's reached these levels, I just HAVE to
voice my opinions. This is an example of unsolicited
advice gone terribly wrong. After all, this is my public
forum and I can talk about any little thing I want :)
My dad's ex-girlfriend (whom I thought was out of my life
forever when they broke up) apparently has been reading my
diary and decided that she needed to counsel me on the
virtues of naturopathic medicine (the whole heartburn
thing). I very politely let her know that as much as I may
complain about it, it's perfectly normal to have some
heartburn in late pregnancy and I'm handling it just fine.
She saw this as me denying that something serious could be
wrong. She tried to convince me that I might have a hernia
or ulcers. How irresponsible to tell a pregnant woman
that! You just don't DO that. If this were my first
pregnancy or if I were a hypochondriac, she could have
really fucked up my head. So, I declined her advice. My
right as a free-thinking adult, last time I checked. But,
she took it VERY personally. The e-mails went back and
forth for days, mainly because she has to have the last
word about everything and wouldn't just LEAVE ME ALONE.
I've got the whole string of e-mails (if anyone wants to
read them, I'd be more than happy to forward them to you,
just leave me an address :) I tried to be polite, but she
accused me of treating her like an ignoramus. That's
pretty much when I lost it and asked her to just leave me
alone, I didn't ASK for her advice. I didn't pose any
questions, I didn't ask for responses as to what I should
do. I was just venting. As I ALWAYS do about LOTS of
topics. She just saw this particular topic as an
opportunity to stick her self-righteous nose into my life.
I've never even met her before, but she acts like I'm
obligated to listen to her. Whatever. So, this is the last
e-mail she sent me. She said some pretty harsh things.
It's a good thing I had a mother like I had (that said
these things on a daily basis), or they might have hurt my
feelings:
***You never had to humor me in the first place. I don't
think I know everything, but what I do know I know very
well from experience and research. While you may think I
am wrong the very least an open minded person would do
would be investigate, do a little research.
Yes, in a way you did ask for advice. Putting your
questions in a public diary like that infers asking for
help and while I hear it as a cry for help I also cannot
but see it for what it truly is, more of your usual
exhibitionism. Do you for one minute entertain the idea
that people would really want to view your dirty laundry
and your boring daily details?
If you had any sense or understanding whatsoever you
would understand that such thoughts and confidences as you
place in your diary are not suitable in a public venue. If
you don't want advice or help, then do everyone a favor
and have the good taste to make your journal private.
Don't you realize you have publicly embarrassed yourself
and your husband before the world? But of course you do.
How could that not be your intention posting such intimate
details of your life for all to see.
You are the most selfish, self indulgent, self centered,
self absorbed, conscienceless ne'er do well it has ever
been my distasteful lot to meet online and I do not care
to continue this communication. Please do not contact me
again***
I thought the last part was particularly funny, because it
was SHE that contacted me! I called the naturopathic
doctor she referred me to (in another e-mail). The doctor
said that heartburn is normal in late pregnancy, that she
herself had it and that unless I was experiencing any
other discomforts along with the heartburn, I would be
fine. She also said that she thought I was doing
everything right as far as treating it and it was
perfectly fine to take an antacid (Zantac). This from her
precious naturopathic doctor. The ironic thing is, this
particular woman has never carried a pregnancy to term,
yet claims she's well experienced. That would be like
asking a man what labor feels like. As much as she'd like
to think she's an expert, she isn't. She's the equivalent
of a jack-of-all-trades with no expertise in anything.
I sent her back an equally scathing e-mail, then blocked
her address so she can't respond back. It seems she must
always have the last word, so I took that ability away
from her. This pleases me greatly :) I dare her to leave
me another message here. If she does, I'll post all of
them word for word. I'll be sure to including her name and
e-mail address too, so everyone that reads can let her
know what they think of her, too. Go ahead, make my day! :)
I had a pretty good day today. I took Kiki to Kitsap Lake
to see the speech therapist there. It appears that since
Kiki was tested in February, she's improved by leaps and
bounds. I'll have to take her in again on Wednesday for
further testing, but at this point it looks like it's just
articulation Kiki needs help on.
After I was done with that, I picked Gen up for coffee (if
you're reading this Ms. Meddler, I had tea-not coffee). We
ended up spending the day together, just hanging out at my
house. We don't do that very often.
I'm tired now. I missed my nap, but there was on way I
would have been able to take one with Gen here. I never
would have fallen asleep! So, I'm hoping I'll sleep really
good tonight. Tomorrow is a busy day. Kiki has a doctor's
appointment at 7:50am for her tongue, I've got an
appointment at 10:30am (just a routine prenatal
appointment), then I have to work 5-9pm. I knew the one
day my schedule was packed I'd have to work! I just knew
it. Oh well. I haven't worked in 3 weeks. One shift isn't
going to kill me. I need to call tomorrow and see if it's
an on-call. I might still be able to get out of it. Ciao
for now!
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