Sunday, November 30, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
- Last October I went to my old stylist for a trim. Within a week I was in Rochester in horrendous pain, and all sorts of tests looking for Lupus and MS (ended up being Fibromyalgia.)
- Last November (beginning) I went to my regular stylist for a repair (I didn't like the cut I had gotten in October). The next day I was on the operating table with kidney stones.
- Last November (end) I went back to get a color, and Jadon a hair cut before Bruce's funeral. Three days later he was in Children's Hospital for 9 days.
- I did not get my hair cut again until March because I was starting to get superstitious. Thankfully nothing happened this trip.
- In July I was in desperate need for a trim. It was hot and I had been already wearing my hair pulled back for several weeks. Onthe 13th I went in for a cut. On the 15th I was in the hospital for the start of 3 kidney surgeries for stones and excess scar tissue.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Last week went fast. I did not feel great the beginning of the week, but I finally did get my pain medication under control and was able to function quite well by Thursday. But it was touch and go for a couple of days...
I did not over sleep on Monday. And I did not take the kids once again, in my pajama's, literally crawling out of bed and getting into the car.
I did not go home at lunch and take a nap either. Because that would mean I did not have my pain meds under control. And I am always in control!
I did not purposefully schedule appointments at 9 am to guarantee making it to work on time.
I did not go to a meeting in another town on Tuesday, driving in pain the entire time when I should have stayed home. I did not then calculate the amount of time I would be at the meeting, discover it would be enough time, and then take a Torodol the second I sat down at my spot. I certainly did not yawn through the entire meeting. I would not do that because as Vice President of the Board, I need to keep my wits about me.
During that same meeting, I did not rush through my turn to share in order to end it early. I did not because it did not mean I would be back in town 2 hours early, and therefore would allow me some time to sneak home and take a nap before my next appointment. I did not do it.
Wednesday I did not tell my assistant to take the afternoon off to go shopping for a new winter coat because I wanted her
out of my hair to take an afternoon off, but rather because she had worked extra hours for me a few weeks before while I was home ill.
I did not go home on Wednesday, rinse and repeat Monday and Tuesday. Because again, that would mean that I was not in control of my medication.
Thursday I did not leave my office at all so that I would avoid sleeping for the 4th day in a row. Its just not good for a girls mojo to have to depend on naps in the middle of the day.
Whoa, do you see a theme here? YOWZA's!
I did not get all up in the face of a fellow Board Member of the club when she insisted we lower our ticket price for live entertainment. I did not tell her that until she started to actually participate in, and be a part of the events we have going on at the club, and until she starts doing her part for publicity, her opinion meant nothing to me. If it were not for the fact that she is
extremely opinionated hard to work with too busy - there really is not a positive word for what she is, so take your pick... I would have gone easier on her.
I did not try to resign my position on the Board after the conversation, only to be told that the rest of the Board needed me.
I did not then have a biotch session with the entertainment coordinator via email about her afterward. I would not do that - although he would! (bwahahahahahaha)
I did not have a blast on Friday when I went to the cities. I did not enjoy lunch, the company was miserable, and I did not at all like the movie!
And if you believe that, have I got a bridge for you!!
I did not however go to round two of Turkey Bingo. Just couldn't do it. Maybe Jim and Mantha will get lucky tonight. Jadon however was too tired (aka didn't want to eat what I made for dinner, so asked if he could go to bed instead).
I hope you had a great week not doing anything, and here is to a short week of not doing even less!
Because several of you asked me to post the article with Mantha's essay, I will post it today - but will remove the link by Wednesday. Again, its a lot of information to "put out there", but as a proud momma, I will share with you my friends!
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Banana Split Dessert:
3 Banana's sliced no thicker than 1/2" thick the short way (circles people, circles)
1 Jar Chocolate Fudge (ice cream topping, must be fudge)
1 1/2 gallon block of Neapolitan ice cream
1 16 oz extra creamy Cool Whip
Graham Cracker Crust
Works best in a 10" spring form pan, but can be made in a high sided cake pan.
Make your favorite graham cracker crust (is really good with a pretzel crust too).
Layer the crust in the bottom of the spring form or cake pan. Layer banana's. Open carton of ice cream completely so the whole block is exposed. Slice ice cream in 3" thick slices (2" if you are using a rectangular cake pan). Layer the ice cream over banana's, and press into shape of pan (this part is messy). Layer chocolate fudge over ice cream (if you can freeze the dessert overnight, then slightly warm the fudge so it spreads easier). Layer cool whip over the top of the dessert.
Freeze in very cold freezer for at least 6 hours. The ice cream will start to melt while you are preparing the dessert, so the longer you can re-freeze it, the better for cutting and serving.
I drizzle chocolate syrup over the slices before serving for added pretty (and taste you know...).
Warning, this is addictive, and it is easy to over eat it - just don't hate me if you eat the whole thing!
What is your favorite part of the meal?
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Me: Where are you going?
Jadon: Nowhere, I am just stretching. Can't a man do that?
Well, I guess a man can. Especially if he is a 6 year old.
So we started watching Transformers, and he got bored. We have now switched to the all time classic E.T., however it is 9:06 and I am dozy, so I am thinking we will instead record it to the DVR and watch it tomorrow.
I was supposed to go to a friends surprise 40th birthday party tonight, but after dinner I wasn't feeling well at all. Hopefully my friend Jenn had a good time, and is willing to forgive me my lameness, but I really didn't think she needed me spilling my guts (literally) at her part-ay!
Off to watch *some* of E.T., then off to snuggle with my bug in bed. I think we will be a party of three in the king size bed tonight. Hopefully daddy won't mind.
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Friday, November 21, 2008
All in all it was an awesome trip back up to my old stomping grounds. Kim is a delight - she is exactly as I expected. Charming, funny and full of life. I can't wait until we can do it again!!!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
This is the article our Editor was referring to. The ad is more than offensive, and looking at the website is even worse. Of course by looking at the site, and by even posting about the ad I am giving them the recognition they are looking for, but I feel that it is my duty as a believer in God, that warriors on His behalf combat this ludicrous campaign to the best of our ability!
Can you believe this is on buses in Washington D.C.???
I am just flabbergasted by this... Maybe end of times are drawing near and the battle lines are being drawn. I for one know Whose side I am on!
And now for some strangeness to cool you down a little:
If this doesn't convince you to wash your hands, I don't know what will... Worm
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
And its only just begun (do you hear that diddy playing in the back of your mind? I do - now I have to think of another song or I will never sleep because I only remember the chorus...).
A friend of our is in Canada hunting for a week. He asked us to dog (or in Axel's case moose) sit for him. For the next 6 days we will be a household with two kids, two cats and two dogs (or one short leg and one moose). Can you say "Calgon take me away?"
At night and when we are gone, Daschel - our one year old Corgi - is in a pen - a gated off hallway that is approximately 6' x 8'. Tonight he has been in his pen a little more than usual because he felt the need to make his territory known if you catch my drift. Axel - our friends ten year old black lab - is now also penned off by our back door. They are on two different levels of the house - but they are acting like they are right next to each other - being all territorial. We let them play together for a little while, but Dash is literally a third of Axel's size. At one time Dash got cornered behind Axel who was very excited to see the kids - tail a waggin and all. Poor Dash took a snout lashing over and over and over. Poor little guy. He tries so hard to be the bigger dog, but sadly, there aren't too many his junior!
So pray my friends that the boys will settle down so mama can get some sleep!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Freedom, and how I feel about it
Freedom means a lot to me, so I am going to tell you some things I think and know. I know that we are free because people went to war and died to make our country free to all people at all ages. We here in America have a privilege to be free and do as we please. But I thikn we in America should use this privilege more responsibly. Another opinion I have is other countries should be as free as we are in America. But I am just happy we are free to do as we please, if we play by the rules.
Monday, November 17, 2008
I did not skip any days of work last week. Ok, well not any full days - I did sleep in one morning and then hang out and do a whole lot of nothing until noon. BUT, I have been ill, and I have been in pain, so its justified.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
I hope that it has been as rewarding to those of you who took the challenge too!
Friday, November 14, 2008
One friend I have known for over 10 years, have shared a third of my lifetime with. Happy events like the birth's of my children, my marriage, and my accomplishments personally and professionally. She has also been there for my tragedies. The loss of my mother to cancer, the loss of my stepfather. The loss of my ability to bear children teamed with my own cancer diagnosis all at the same time. The discovery that I carry the very cancer gene my mother died from. The loss of my job, and my sanity, and the loss of my self esteem so many times.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
The problem with this desire to eat off my bathroom floor, or glean my reflection from a sparkling bowl is that I can't stand to get that close to the germies that live in bathrooms. So instead I had a cleaning lady that cleaned only my bathrooms. And then she moved away (like 3 years ago - I know, get over it already). And now they suffer.
Last night the plumber came (in the form of my husband) because my daughter the eternal toilet plugger upper had already plugged hers, and now was moving on to mine. And she did a doozy on mine. No amount of plunging or snaking could rid my bowl of its infirmities.
Apparently I missed this day of instruction in plumbing school:
Once the memory of this sight was burned from my mind, I decided that the now water infested floor from God only knows where needing scrubbing. Against my better judgement of pain tolerance I dawned me a pair of raggiest looking bath towels, some hot water, and Lysol, and I went at it (well, I walked in towels [with shoes on - cuz gaross - you don't really think I would have done this barefoot, or heaven forbid in socks???]).
Once I was done, I got out the 409 antibacterial and I sprayed down (read: doused) the entire floor and dawned a new pair of raggiest looking bath towels and did an encore performance.
Then because my fans were hollering to me for a second curtain call, I grabbed my swiffer wetjet (of course with antibacterial formula) and did one last run through - "just in case".
So here is where my obsession got the best of me. I used Comet with bleach and a Mr. Clean scrubber to removed several layers of whatever my tub surround is made of. I then followed it up with Scrubbing Bubbles. And for good effect, and to keep up with second callings, I used my 409 to polish to a beautiful showroom shine.
I have a frequent love affair with those cute little bubble guys - and because they didn't thrill me with their song while in my already scrubbed tub, I needed to hear their chorus before I would feel satisfied. So I lathered down the counter (lots of hairspray make them ever so happy!). And did they ever please. They sang, first in unison, and then at some point, a few artists belted out a love ballad to me - a capella, because they roll that way.
So now, one bathroom is down. Two more to go. But I digress, I have an excuse, so when you come to visit me, please take a right and head upstairs. Please, please, for your own safety, do not enter the other two. You may not come out alive!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
One year ago today after a week of waiting for him to wake, his slumber ended, and he hit the road in moms 56 Thunderbird with her at his side once again and they rode off into the sunset in their eternal Route 66.
“I believe in a lot of things. When I headed east to Mom's this morning at 7:00 a.m., I noticed how beautiful the sky was - I believe it was because of the reuniting of Bruce and Elaine and they wanted to share their happiness with us.
I also believe that when we go to Heaven, we leave all of our infirmities here. I hope there are backroads, rock & roll music, classic cars and good cigars in Heaven so Elaine and Bruce can motor down their own Route 66.”
Monday, November 10, 2008
As always, the queen mother of all things "Not Me" can be found at MyCharmingKids. Last week MckMama started late, and didn't really have a lot to confess, but I think she was more than allowed (and it made me feel better since I skipped it too) because MckMuffin aka Stellan made his long awaited appearance, and being a healthy completely outgrown his heart failure newborn, she has had her hands busy with 4 kids under the age of 3.
So here goes...
Last week I did not leave the sofa more than a few times a day, unless I was at the doctor's office that is.
I also did not deny my doctor when she offered me the likes of Percacet and Torodol. Instead I stuck to my motrin and when really desperate - Vicodin. I do not like Vicodin and the way it makes me feel, so I felt it was the lesser of all three evils. I have to admit that Percacet is my short term pain reliever of choice, but not good for long term - which over a week is long term to me.
I did not eat much last week, but I did have wicked cravings for M&M's and Cheetos. I did not get to satisfy that wicked craving however, as I was on the sofa.
I did not watch too much television over the past week (ok, I did), and I certainly did not watch the ENTIRE Starter Wife series on Friday (ok, I did).
I did not speak softly and carry a large sword on Thursday when I returned from another worthless appointment with my doctor when I discovered our cable was out. When I called the company I was very pleasant (really I was... this time). We have to have cable because we are the only county in the state of Minnesota that does not get local channels on Dish. Would have been nice if they would have told us that BEFORE we got Dish, but since they didn't, we get to pay $24 a month to have 5 channels. When they come in that is...
I did not speak loudly (ok I did) when I called on Friday and we still did not have cable.
I certainly did not lose my mind on the customer service rep on Saturday when, yes, still, we did not have cable. And I know for sure that my blood pressure did not hit epic levels when he told me that they have someone coming ON TUESDAY to look at the problem. Um, thanks for the heads up, and the rush on that Mr. Customer Service. I have been on this sofa for a week watching cheesy D movies - I need me my CBS and ABC.
I did not post very many happy thoughts last week. I am very sorry. I will work on that this week. Maybe...
I did not want to get out of bed at 5 am this morning when I heard the sputters of our lovely overpriced diesel not starting in the garage. I did however say a thank you to the alarm clock Gods who didn't make Jim get up at 2 am and have this same problem.
I did not then sit in the f-a-reezing cold truck in my pj's and a lightweight jacket thinking I was only running him to the yard where he keeps his semi. I did not sit there f-a-reezing because he was so grateful to have my help. I did however get blamed for the batteries being old since "I told you I needed new batteries" slipped from his mouth one of the umpteen times he swore that it wouldn't start.
I did stick it out with him. I am a good wife. And I let him blame me. His payback is coming. Just wait. Unfortunately, I did not get back to sleep once I crawled back into bed, and ended up watching the stupidest H movie (I would rate it a Z, but I don't want to offend Jude Law - cuz him is hawt!!!) until it was time to get kids up.
I did come to work today, and did plan on staying, but I am thinking that I do not need to sit in this rock hard chair all day and feel like I do.
Oh, and I did make a phone call to an Internal Medicine doc this morning to have her review my symptoms, the tests I had last week here in my small town, and hopefully get some results. I did also start to wonder if it isn't partially related to my gallbladder. Too many icky things to post about, but suffice it to say, when my friend the radiologist tech said my gallbladder looked large, it made me put the puzzle together. And I didn't need a medical degree for it. If I am right I am so going to change doctors! Ok, well I am already planning that... (this is the same clinic/hospital that caused Jadon's ordeal last fall [different doctor though - this one is supposed to be my friend...]... I'm done with them - close or not, its not worth it).
I s'pose I should end this monotony and get something done at work!
Sunday, November 9, 2008
So one moment of complaint and I will move on to other things: Like it wasn't bad enough that I am living in a hell of pain, but I got some sort of nasty cold to boot! It started last night, and just keeps on a comin!
Ok, enough of that...
Much like that old addage "when life hands you lemons..."
Jadon is a cheese man. He always has been. It was the only thing that nourished him from age 10 months to 3 years old. Cheese, yogurt and chicken nuggets. And most days, is still his chosen snack. Usually in the form of a block with bite marks, Jadon must have it in some form everyday or he goes - well - all 6 year old on us. My friends laugh when I tell them that we go through at least 6 bags of shredded cheese a week in our house. Some say they are lucky if they go through one. It astounds me.
So this morning for "snack", Jadon went up to the kitchen, got a bowl, and promptly filled it with shredded colby jack. He filled'er to the brim that boy. Jim told him he had better eat it all, and I tossed out, and please, don't spill any. In return we both got the usual "I know", and watched our less than graceful kindergardener do his penguin stagger (you would have to see it to understand) towards the coffee table, little sprouts of cheese falling to the carpet (to the cats glee).
Jim decided to take a break from his perch at the fireplace and parked it on the sofa. Jadon decided to join him with his bowl of golden delight. Jim told him "no", and the tears came a flowin.
Enter stage right (ok, sit stage right), mom looks over at my crinkled face sobbing son and said, Jadon, how about daddy takes that cheese and turns it into cheesy chips!
SCORE ONE FOR MOMMY!
I got the nod, and dad got to swagger back upstairs to make his son his second favorite thing to eat.
At 8:15 on Sunday morning.
When life hands you cheese, make cheesy chips!
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Those would be the geese.
Now look over there... See that hunched over thing shuffling like Igor holding its back and howling? That thing that looks like a mutated elephant man?
That would be me.
See the shuffling thing pick up the pace, while the large birds now alert start to squawk and holler?
That's this week.
Now see that shuffling thing break out into a full shuffling canter? And see the large birds run right at the shuffling thing?
That's the chase.
See who's winning?
Alternately titled: My wild goose chase of a week
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I'm waiting out the kidney stone storm at home. They were too inflammed to see the stones on an Xray but there was a high amount of blood in my urine and my platelets are at 32,000, so there is almost no doubt there are stones. The doubt is where they are located. If they are already trying to pass then no intervention is needed. If they are not, then in two days I will go back in and do a CT.
Monday, November 3, 2008
I am actually writing this Sunday and cheating a little - I want to be sure I have a Monday post - because I have a feeling tomorrow I will be horizontal in a hospital bed for the umteenth time since last November.
My kidneys are raging a battle against me and they are winning. The pain is B.E.Y.O.N.D. measurable. I have already called my assistant, and have a bag packed, because I am 90% positive that this is more than a double kidney infection.
It is a little disheartening because right now I cant tell you where my left and right pain ends. Which means my normally healthy right kidney (sans this infection) is starting to have issue. And since the first time this go round I had 8 months between stints (or should I say stents), and it has now only been 4 months, I am thinking I am in for some major fun (NOT!).
I will be back in the morning with Not Me's if I am not in the hospital, or on the way.
Pray its not getting worse. At least it is happening in the same calendar year so I should be ok insurance wise...
Sunday, November 2, 2008
I pondered it all day Friday and yesterday and thought, no, I can't. I am afraid I will forget a day.
And then I will feel guilty.
Then I thought, if I am full of wit on one day, I could "post date" a few entries so I don't forget.
But then I would for sure feel guilty.
And then I decided I had to beat kim-d at the game. Especially since she picked on me Saturday for *trying* to pass off my mood to a good day wish.
This morning vowed I would beat her at her game!
So I challenge thee my friend. If you miss a day, you are buyin, if I miss a day, I am buyin! You know the place.
NaBloPoMo is on!
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Reason #2 why Halloween is not my favorite holiday.
And reason #1 why I take all my decorations in before I turn off the lights:
It makes me feel hypocritical to send my kids out to
beg for candy trick or treat. Trust me, if I could bribe them with a mixed bag of Targets best, I would do it in a heartbeat, and not for even one moment turn on the front porch light!
You know who you are, coming over to my house