My first order from Sellpy: Dresses

Sellpy is a Swedish online store that sells used products, the lowest price of which is only 3.50 euros per item. When the product does not sell, the price drops and eventually reaches 3.50. Normally, when buying used products, you have to pay shipping costs to each seller separately, but Sellpy is a "real" online store in the sense that there is only one shipping cost.

I ordered nine clothes, the price of which was 3.15 euros per item thanks to the 10% discount for first-time customers. When I ordered, I wondered if it would be worth paying the extra three euros for a home delivery. I regretted not doing so when I carried the package home from the local store. It wasn't heavy, but it was still bigger than I feared, and my arms didn't really like it.

I ordered three black dresses, I was still dreaming of a sheath dress. I hoped that at least one of them would be the right size and fit. One of the dresses is a disappointment, there are details in it that I didn't notice in the pictures, although you can zoom in and brighten them nicely with Sellpy. And this is the one that is too big for me, the other two dresses are luckily a perfect fit.

 

 

 

Some might say that I already had enough dresses, but how many of them are really usable? At least not the black one I tried on the morning of the order, too tight and the neckline is such that the straps of the bra are visible.

A gray cat-themed dress, or maybe that's officially a shirt. Really stylish for someone this old. The cat's ears are "up", which I didn't realize when I ordered it.

 

Since I've been wanting a longer winter jacket for a long time, I ordered a Finnish Flare Collection winter jacket from Sellpy, which according to the product description was unused. I don't know if it has enough padding, so is it warm enough or is it just a light padded jacket. Most of the winter jackets in the lowest price range were somehow defective or dirty, the one I ordered seemed to be in the best condition. Well, spring came just in time, so this jacket has yet to be tested outside.

 

 

2 polo shirts, one black and one grey. My current polo shirts are too short, and are decades old anyway, and one of my favorites even has holes in it.

Two black short-sleeved t-shirts, one of which is a cat-themed one. I want one of these as my summer track shirt. I don't really want to wear my old track shirt because it smells like onions. I like onions, but onions don't like me. It's not enough that I smell of onions, they also ruin shirts with their stink.

 

 

The sad thing is, of course, that one or more of those clothes that I ordered had been washed with a perfumed substance, and after washing, all laundry smells. People don't know or care about what carcinogens and hormone disruptors those perfumes are.

And what's worse, now other clothes, washed separately from these clothes, also smell of perfume, meaning that the smell stuck to the washing machine.

 

 

When doctors don't recognize a heart attack

Yes, I am angry with the public healthcare system. I would like to make an official complaint about this.

What happened to someone I know:

Heart symptoms that make it impossible to walk more than a few meters. Two doctors at the health center said that the ECG showed nothing. The cardiologist at the hospital later said that it indeed did. They took blood tests, but not the one that would reveal a heart attack (troponin).

I wonder how these people can live with themselves? Their wrong decisions kill people.

Then the patient has to order an ambulance, and the doctor tells them that they should have come earlier. Heart attack and balloon dilation.

Well, it's a wonder that the ambulance even came, and even gave them a ride. Nowadays, they more often tell you to come by your own car, or by taxi.

 

 

I've sometimes wondered whether the performance bonus for paramedics depends on agreeing to take as few people as possible on the ride. And for emergency responders, on agreeing to send help to the scene as infrequently as possible. 

 

Watching the olympics

It was tough to watch the Winter Olympics. Lack of sleep, and when do you have time to shower or go for a run? I never remember watching the Olympics so much, from ten in the morning until past midnight. Although, has there ever been this much shown before? 

 

 

On Valentine's Day, all sorts of things happened. First, in cross-country skiing, the Swedish relay woman pulls a volley and runs down the track with a ski under her arm. Then Sweden was leading against Slovakia in ice hockey, but still took out the goalie and Slovakia celebrated the loss. Then Domen won the large hill.

 

 

I liked watching short track skating and sledding. In one round of four-man sledding, three sleds went on their sides. The first one was especially scary because one of the sledders had to be treated for a long time and was taken away on a stretcher.

 

 

And now that the Olympics are over, I should be doing something. Like blogging, doing my homework, and writing.

It's time to cancel my Netflix subscription, after two months. I've watched almost everything I wanted to. The latest was the Take That documentary, and now the Robbie Williams documentary is right behind it. As well as the third viewing of the Behind her eyes miniseries... Of course, I'd also like to rewatch Breaking Bad and Stranger Things seasons 1-3, but I'm not going to start paying for Netflix anymore.

 

 

During the Olympics, I went jogging in -19 degrees and got a really sore spot on my outer thigh. I think it's frostbite, even though I was wearing three layers of pants.

After the Slovenian mixed team won the Olympics, I did some home exercises and felt bad. Then one morning I woke up with a tooth/mouth ache. What the hell? Have I been clenching my teeth again? The pain was in the same spot as a couple of years ago, when I think the tooth had moved due to the force of biting at night. It shouldn't be anything related to a cavity or something, as I just had a dental check-up. I don't want to go to the dentist again.

I've had a myokymia in one eye for a long time, it's annoying. According to the internet, myokymias are caused by stress and lack of sleep, and I have plenty of them, haha. Although I hear iron deficiency can also cause symptoms like myokymias. It also occurred to me that it could be because I need new glasses, since I've had the same prescription for 25+ years. My neck also went to shit due to not exercising enough and watching the Olympics, and then the eye pain and all that.

 

 

So my body is stressed even though there's no reason for it. What happens when something really stressful happens...