MonorailMan
<font color=red>Relatively Cheap Date, Dewars Alw
- Joined
- Jul 12, 2007
- Messages
- 1,766
Hey guys,
I just wanted to make a post about how things have been going lately. This isn't going to be pretty, so if you're not in the mood to tolerate a downer of a topic, you might want to move on.
A couple weeks ago I was put on some strong antibiotics (a "Z-pack") for the pleurisy as well as some Prednisone to stop the pain. (I loved that stuff. I was able to sleep for the first time in weeks.
) My right eye is still not opening all the way. When I was on the 5-days of prednisone, my eye wasn't quite as swollen. I'm currently taking antibiotic drops for it, but doesn't seem to be doing much good so far......but it's only been a week since I started taking them. For the chest pains I was then given some kind of anti-inflammatory medication that seems to be helping a little bit with the pain. The last doctor I went to wanted me to wait for the "Z-pack" to go through my system for a while before he gave me any more, which I guess was a good call. At the moment, my eye is my biggest concern. I've been to 3 different doctors and each one has diagnosed my eye problem as something different.
And where have I been seeing these doctors, you ask? At shelters and missions. You know.....the free clinics.
Despite them being "free" the second doctor I went to was more concerned about me being a diabetic than my intense chest pains and eye problems, so he ordered a bunch of lab work which I'll be getting a bill for.....which I can't afford.
I won't be going back to him.
The kicker? I weighed 218 in March, and now weigh 176. Some of the loss had to do with me doing color guard. Some of it had to do with me just not being hungry due to the pleurisy. And some of it just had to do with me only being able to afford one meal a day.
I've easily applied to over 100 jobs over the last several months, and I'm afraid I just can't continue doing this any more. I'm currently waiting on a response for a job where I'd be shooting clothing/models for The Gap and Banana Republic's web sites. A friend of mine is trying his best to get me in the door, and I'll owe him a ton if I get this job. Luckily the studio will provide all of the photo equipment, because I've had to sell most of mine to survive.
Ya know.....I thought I was doing a good thing when I put my career on hold for a year to help a friend of mine start his new business. When I came back to doing commercial photography the economy had tanked and everyone was going to the local art school for interns so they could get their commercial images for free.
Needless to say, this has easily been the worst year of my life so far. If I don't get this job, I'm going to have to move back in with my parents.....and all I can say is growing up in that house was not exactly a pleasant experience for me.
Sorry for rambling.
I just wanted to make a post about how things have been going lately. This isn't going to be pretty, so if you're not in the mood to tolerate a downer of a topic, you might want to move on.
A couple weeks ago I was put on some strong antibiotics (a "Z-pack") for the pleurisy as well as some Prednisone to stop the pain. (I loved that stuff. I was able to sleep for the first time in weeks.


And where have I been seeing these doctors, you ask? At shelters and missions. You know.....the free clinics.


The kicker? I weighed 218 in March, and now weigh 176. Some of the loss had to do with me doing color guard. Some of it had to do with me just not being hungry due to the pleurisy. And some of it just had to do with me only being able to afford one meal a day.
I've easily applied to over 100 jobs over the last several months, and I'm afraid I just can't continue doing this any more. I'm currently waiting on a response for a job where I'd be shooting clothing/models for The Gap and Banana Republic's web sites. A friend of mine is trying his best to get me in the door, and I'll owe him a ton if I get this job. Luckily the studio will provide all of the photo equipment, because I've had to sell most of mine to survive.

Needless to say, this has easily been the worst year of my life so far. If I don't get this job, I'm going to have to move back in with my parents.....and all I can say is growing up in that house was not exactly a pleasant experience for me.
Sorry for rambling.