Here, have my belly button. Organ Donation.

March 17, 2009 at 10:31 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment
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So a belly button’s not exactly an organ, but you can have it anyway.

I’m officially a registered organ donor in the state of California. I’m a little unclear on the reach of the registry: if I die in state other than California does the donor registry still apply?

Currently in the United States one must opt in to become an organ donor. Usually this is done by checking a box when you get or renew your license. You can also go to organdonor.gov for information on organ donating. Almost all 50 states have state donor registries. This page lists links to state registries.

I believe very strongly in organ donation and think that the United States should adopt an opt-out policy, where at birth every person is registered as a donor with the option to remove their name from the registry at any time. Continue Reading Here, have my belly button. Organ Donation….

Alright, doc, keep your hands where i can see them!

July 30, 2008 at 2:56 pm | Posted in health | Leave a comment
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I walk into the medical district and my skin loses the tan I got from swimming, the slight brownish Filipino pallor I stole from my father, and any dirt that might hide the sudden glaring white that has taken up residence as my face. Doctor visits mean sitting on a papered table (depending on the type of visit, it may be a stirruped table), naked and freezing, while your doctor pulls on latex gloves and decides which part of your body to attack with pokes and prods first. And at the end of the visit, the reward is occasionally a stick in the arm with a needle or two.

I had a gynocologist appointment today to refill my birth control pills before I go off to college. My gynocologist is young, pretty, and nice. I’m just not to fond of her hands. I KNOW where they’ve been. Continue Reading Alright, doc, keep your hands where i can see them!…

i am not having sex with my car. stop staring.

July 18, 2008 at 12:08 am | Posted in day to day | Leave a comment
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Toyota has some weird safety precautions.

Case: In my car the steering wheel locks (and the key won’t turn) as an apparent anti-theft maneuver. I have no idea what triggers the wheel to lock – only that it locks 1 in every 10 times I get into the car and I’m still not exactly clear which of the many things I end up doing is the magic act to release the thing. What seems to work is turning the wheel as far as possible left or right until the key turns.

Basically, this culminates in many scenes in which I’m stuck in a parking lot or a garage or a driveway rocking side to side over my wheel, grunting and perhaps growling interspersed with some cursing, sweating like a madwoman and in general looking like A) I am making wild cross breed love to a steering wheel  B) trying to steal my own car or C) the crazy person people go home to tell their friends about*. Continue Reading i am not having sex with my car. stop staring….

Old enough to pee in a cup.?

July 14, 2008 at 2:33 pm | Posted in day to day, health | 5 Comments
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I’ve been putting off scheduling a physical all summer. Partly because I didn’t want to hear that I was in too high a percentile which in doctor terms means “I was trying to say this lightly, but…you need to lose weight….fatty.” Something like that. I’m one of those folks that doesn’t like to be poked and prodded, ergo I don’t like doctor visits. MD stands for “I dedicated an insane chunk of my life to learning where to poke and prod your body and exactly how often (too often)”.

I am also still seeing my pediatritian. A man (*selfconsiouscringe*) and a family friend (*selfconsciouscringe*). Not to mention that I am conspicuously the only patient in the waiting room anymore that doesn’t have a parent signing me in and out. I would say I’m the only patient that can see over the front desk but that’s a bit of a stetch even for imagery augmentation. Continue Reading Old enough to pee in a cup.?…

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