* Miss L is in a phase where she still has that baby voice but says grown up things and makes my heart thump a little louder. She's so sweet (when she feels like it) and randomly says, "I wuv you!" and "Sanks!" (thanks) to things. Of course she's also sassy as heck, and dramatic and bossssssssy. She's my pal though; a total mama's girl.
* Pet drama is abounding right now. Remember when our cat started beating up our other cat? Well, we eventually re-homed the victim cat because nothing we tried was successful and we were all miserable. (especially victim cat) Things were fine for several months, but now crazy-screw-loose cat has turned on the dog. I don't know what we are going to do about it, but the vet said that sometimes indoor-only cats get a little nuts and take their aggression out on inappropriate targets. So, for now we are letting him explore the back yard in hopes that actually being outside would help. So far it's not helping. He seems more aggressive than before. Poor Penny is petrified of him.
Speaking of Penny, I took her to the vet yesterday for annual shots and when they ran her blood work they found her liver enzymes were through-the-roof high. So, for now Penny is on 7.5 pills a day, and next week she's getting an x-ray and then we'll decide where to go from there, depending on what they find. Words like tumor and mass were thrown around and the vet was very concerned so that does not comfort me. She's almost 9, but I admit I thought she was in good health. (Besides being heartworm + which we already knew and are treating.)
Oh, and I couldn't even tell D the cost. He didn't want to know and that is definitely a good thing. Too bad we can't take money out of our health care savings account to pay for pet care. *sigh*
* I'm sick. Again. We had a pretty good run of good health after Christmas, so I guess it was bound to happen. This has been a rough winter for me. Ever since I got sick with pneumonia in Aug/Sept I have been sick off and on.
* D's ear got torn during rugby last week and he kept saying it felt weird inside. I convinced him to go to the ENT and turns out he ruptured his ear drum. How hard do you have to get hit to rupture your ear drum? Stupid rugby.
* Valentine's Day is coming... and I can't get into it this year. I usually have all sorts of sweet ideas cooked up for D and the kids but this year I'm just going through the motions. I know it's not cool to like Valentine's Day, but I DO. (usually)
I got the kids each a tiny box of chocolates and D some shirts. I bought plain old cards in a box for their school parties. I saw some cute ideas on Pinterest, but 32 valentines for $3 just can't be beat. Easy and cheap.
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Monday, October 22, 2012
You've got to be kidding me! Cats & pneumonia edition
You might remember when I blogged about our cats fighting, or more specifically, one cat beating the snot out of the other. (As a follow up, we tried the vet's suggestions and finally decided it wasn't fair to the victim cat to keep him any longer. He's very happy in his new home, but we all shed some tears.)
Things have been going well being a one cat household, surprisingly. The remaining cat is the sweetest cat EVER to people, although apparently takes out all his aggression on other cats. He is soft and loveable, doesn't jump on the counters, hardly even meows, and is just all around lovely.
However, Saturday morning Miss L broke out in terrible hives. Her hands and feet were bright red, swollen, and she had hives on her legs and fingers. I freaked and called the on call doctor who seemed annoyed by me interrupting his Saturday and gave me the advice to give her Benadryl, which duh... but I've never had a kid with such a strong allergic reaction like that so I was scared! She was fine the rest of the day, in which we were either outside or out of the house. Sunday morning the same thing happened except I didn't bother to call the doctor this time. We started noticing that it was worse when she sat on the couch, or the floor, or the cat's favorite spot on the carpet. At one point she laid her head down on the couch and got up with a huge red hive on her face! We got a little smarter at this point and decided it might be the cat. We put him on the screened in porch and vacuumed everything, including the couch, and washed everything that might have cat hair on it. While we were out of the house that day, she didn't have one red spot.
Today, same story. Hives. And she didn't even sit on the couch, or touch the cat. I called the doctor and got a referral to an allergist, but I feel like he's going to come to the same conclusion I am. (By the way, this took 3 phone calls and talking to 3 people. I hate the phone, but sill suck it up for the kids.)
If it's the cat, what are we going to do? Can he continue to live here? I don't see how.
We have such a coyote problem, I'm afraid making him an outside cat would be the same as a death sentence... we've already lost 2 cats that way.
She goes to see the allergist on Friday but she can't have any antihistamines until she gets tested so we have to keep her away from the cat (he's living on the screened in porch for the near future) and cat dander. I've been furiously cleaning everything I can get my hands on. The hair! OMG! It gets on everything! It's EVERYWHERE!
PS - Benadryl does not make her sleepy. At all. No nap for going on the 3rd day.
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Saturday was also my last day on antibiotics. I've been gradually feeling better, but it was the first day I felt really good! I didn't cough at all, and I was so excited to get off the medicine - finally!
I was diagnosed with pneumonia on September 18th, although I had been sick for a few weeks before that. I put off going to the doctor for a longer time than I should have. I got 10 days of meds, took them and finally conceded I wasn't better and went BACK to the doctor on October 11th. I got 10 more days of antibiotics, apparently a super strong one, and now? I'm not feeling good again.
Yesterday I coughed a couple times and it sent my radar up, but I thought maybe it was a fluke. This morning I practically hacked up a lung and there was some nasty phlegm involved. Gross. My back is hurting a little bit again, and I started to panic.
I called the doctor and had to speak to the receptionist, who said I couldn't talk to a nurse but she would take a message, so I explained briefly to her. Then the nurse called back and I explained my problem to her and she said she had to talk to the doctor and I'm waiting on another call back to see if the doctor thinks I need to come in again (really questioning my thinking in picking a doctor 25 minutes away) or if she will call in a few more days of antibiotics or if I'm going todie drown in my own phlegm be fine.
Seriously, this is getting ridiculous! I don't even get sick very much, and I can't seem to get rid of this mess!
Between Miss L and me, that's a lot of phone calls this morning. I also need to schedule dentist appointments for all 6 of us, but that might have to wait until tomorrow.
EDIT: I finally talked to the nurse again and she said that the doctor doesn't think I could possibly still have an infection after two rounds of antibiotics. So... I hope she's right! If it gets worse I'm supposed to call back.
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There were some good things about this weekend though!
Saturday:
Sunday:
Things have been going well being a one cat household, surprisingly. The remaining cat is the sweetest cat EVER to people, although apparently takes out all his aggression on other cats. He is soft and loveable, doesn't jump on the counters, hardly even meows, and is just all around lovely.
However, Saturday morning Miss L broke out in terrible hives. Her hands and feet were bright red, swollen, and she had hives on her legs and fingers. I freaked and called the on call doctor who seemed annoyed by me interrupting his Saturday and gave me the advice to give her Benadryl, which duh... but I've never had a kid with such a strong allergic reaction like that so I was scared! She was fine the rest of the day, in which we were either outside or out of the house. Sunday morning the same thing happened except I didn't bother to call the doctor this time. We started noticing that it was worse when she sat on the couch, or the floor, or the cat's favorite spot on the carpet. At one point she laid her head down on the couch and got up with a huge red hive on her face! We got a little smarter at this point and decided it might be the cat. We put him on the screened in porch and vacuumed everything, including the couch, and washed everything that might have cat hair on it. While we were out of the house that day, she didn't have one red spot.
Today, same story. Hives. And she didn't even sit on the couch, or touch the cat. I called the doctor and got a referral to an allergist, but I feel like he's going to come to the same conclusion I am. (By the way, this took 3 phone calls and talking to 3 people. I hate the phone, but sill suck it up for the kids.)
If it's the cat, what are we going to do? Can he continue to live here? I don't see how.
We have such a coyote problem, I'm afraid making him an outside cat would be the same as a death sentence... we've already lost 2 cats that way.
She goes to see the allergist on Friday but she can't have any antihistamines until she gets tested so we have to keep her away from the cat (he's living on the screened in porch for the near future) and cat dander. I've been furiously cleaning everything I can get my hands on. The hair! OMG! It gets on everything! It's EVERYWHERE!
PS - Benadryl does not make her sleepy. At all. No nap for going on the 3rd day.
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Saturday was also my last day on antibiotics. I've been gradually feeling better, but it was the first day I felt really good! I didn't cough at all, and I was so excited to get off the medicine - finally!
I was diagnosed with pneumonia on September 18th, although I had been sick for a few weeks before that. I put off going to the doctor for a longer time than I should have. I got 10 days of meds, took them and finally conceded I wasn't better and went BACK to the doctor on October 11th. I got 10 more days of antibiotics, apparently a super strong one, and now? I'm not feeling good again.
Yesterday I coughed a couple times and it sent my radar up, but I thought maybe it was a fluke. This morning I practically hacked up a lung and there was some nasty phlegm involved. Gross. My back is hurting a little bit again, and I started to panic.
I called the doctor and had to speak to the receptionist, who said I couldn't talk to a nurse but she would take a message, so I explained briefly to her. Then the nurse called back and I explained my problem to her and she said she had to talk to the doctor and I'm waiting on another call back to see if the doctor thinks I need to come in again (really questioning my thinking in picking a doctor 25 minutes away) or if she will call in a few more days of antibiotics or if I'm going to
Seriously, this is getting ridiculous! I don't even get sick very much, and I can't seem to get rid of this mess!
Between Miss L and me, that's a lot of phone calls this morning. I also need to schedule dentist appointments for all 6 of us, but that might have to wait until tomorrow.
EDIT: I finally talked to the nurse again and she said that the doctor doesn't think I could possibly still have an infection after two rounds of antibiotics. So... I hope she's right! If it gets worse I'm supposed to call back.
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There were some good things about this weekend though!
Saturday:
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| Halloween Carnival with my fabulous moms' group |
Sunday:
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| "Hiking" at Rainbow Mountain |
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
ha. ha! Part II
Remember my last post, where I said I was sick while we were at the beach? Well, I finally sucked it up and decided to go to the doctor because I was wheezing with every breath and having a hard time getting a deep breath. It turns out I don't have a sinus infection; I have pneumonia! (which I also cannot spell!)
I don't get sick enough to go to the doctor very often, so I put it off a lot longer than I should because it involved D taking time off work, me calling (yuk) and driving across town and waiting and blah, blah, blah. I'm glad I did it, though, because if I'd waited too long I could have ended up in the hospital. I woke up this morning feeling worse than ever, but with 2 doses of antibiotics in me, I'm hoping I start to feel better soon!
I'm taking today to rest after I googled pneumonia last night. It scared me a little bit and I certainly don't want to get worse! I blame my high stress level before our vacation for a weakend immune system that allowed this to develop. I don't know if that idea holds any water, but it gives me a good reason to take it easy.
I even convinced D to work from home today and do all the running around I would have been doing. He'll probably have to work over the weekend, but hopefully I'll be feeling better by then.
September, despite being my birthday month, has had a lot of problems. If we hadn't been to the beach last week, it would be a big disappointment. Today's Fall temps have me in a pretty decent mood though, so here's hoping the rest of September looks up!
I don't get sick enough to go to the doctor very often, so I put it off a lot longer than I should because it involved D taking time off work, me calling (yuk) and driving across town and waiting and blah, blah, blah. I'm glad I did it, though, because if I'd waited too long I could have ended up in the hospital. I woke up this morning feeling worse than ever, but with 2 doses of antibiotics in me, I'm hoping I start to feel better soon!
I'm taking today to rest after I googled pneumonia last night. It scared me a little bit and I certainly don't want to get worse! I blame my high stress level before our vacation for a weakend immune system that allowed this to develop. I don't know if that idea holds any water, but it gives me a good reason to take it easy.
I even convinced D to work from home today and do all the running around I would have been doing. He'll probably have to work over the weekend, but hopefully I'll be feeling better by then.
September, despite being my birthday month, has had a lot of problems. If we hadn't been to the beach last week, it would be a big disappointment. Today's Fall temps have me in a pretty decent mood though, so here's hoping the rest of September looks up!
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
HIGH To low
On Monday I was still flying high from a fantastic weekend, and it's amazing how far you can fall in only 48 hours; isn't it?
Turns out that what C has is hand, foot and mouth and it also turns out that by Monday O had it too and yesterday Miss L got it and although there are definitely WORSE viruses-- stomach bugs, I'm looking at you --
it has been miserable.
It has affected each child the same at the onset; a fever of about 102 for a day, where they are miserable and crying and sleeping, then that night the fever suddenly breaks and they are up half the night. So, Saturday night, Monday night and last night, I got very, VERY little sleep. Last night was the worst because it's the 3rd night of this, and because Miss L is still little enough that she doesn't get it and cries and wants to get up and walk around watch Rio for the nine bazillionth time instead of laying quietly in her (or my) bed until she falls asleep.
Then comes the rash and - thank my lucky stars - O & C got that very mildly. Just a few spots on their feet, and knees and red, sore throats. O's was a bit worse than C, with bumps on his tongue that wouldn't let him eat or drink much at all until last night.
Miss L got the short end of the stick because her rash is absolutely horrifying. Her thighs, knees, ankles, and elbows are covered in angry red bumps and blisters. Thankfully the rash is not itchy, but the blisters do hurt when they're touched - which is pretty much unavoidable if you like to walk/sit/climb/sleep or get your diaper changed or, you know, wear clothes. *sigh*
Sadly, it's also contagious for awhile so we're all quarantined for the week except D & d, who are at work and school, respectively.
This means no preschool today, or tomorrow. No play dates. Did I mention it's rained every day as well? That is probably not helping my mood. I'm stir crazy over here!
I think I'm going to go hit up Pinterest and find a project using some old crap I have sitting around the house.
Turns out that what C has is hand, foot and mouth and it also turns out that by Monday O had it too and yesterday Miss L got it and although there are definitely WORSE viruses-- stomach bugs, I'm looking at you --
it has been miserable.
It has affected each child the same at the onset; a fever of about 102 for a day, where they are miserable and crying and sleeping, then that night the fever suddenly breaks and they are up half the night. So, Saturday night, Monday night and last night, I got very, VERY little sleep. Last night was the worst because it's the 3rd night of this, and because Miss L is still little enough that she doesn't get it and cries and wants to get up and walk around watch Rio for the nine bazillionth time instead of laying quietly in her (or my) bed until she falls asleep.
Then comes the rash and - thank my lucky stars - O & C got that very mildly. Just a few spots on their feet, and knees and red, sore throats. O's was a bit worse than C, with bumps on his tongue that wouldn't let him eat or drink much at all until last night.
Miss L got the short end of the stick because her rash is absolutely horrifying. Her thighs, knees, ankles, and elbows are covered in angry red bumps and blisters. Thankfully the rash is not itchy, but the blisters do hurt when they're touched - which is pretty much unavoidable if you like to walk/sit/climb/sleep or get your diaper changed or, you know, wear clothes. *sigh*
Sadly, it's also contagious for awhile so we're all quarantined for the week except D & d, who are at work and school, respectively.
This means no preschool today, or tomorrow. No play dates. Did I mention it's rained every day as well? That is probably not helping my mood. I'm stir crazy over here!
I think I'm going to go hit up Pinterest and find a project using some old crap I have sitting around the house.
Tuesday, August 02, 2011
Tubes, mammos, and other stuff
* Yesterday morning, Miss L got tubes put in. After her hernia surgery, I was pretty laid back about it. It was very fast. We had to be there at 6 and it's across town, so that was about a 5AM wake up call, but I was home by 8. I took her by myself, and everything went smoothly.
* Last week at my OB/GYN appointment, I mentioned a spot that's been bothering me and she thought I should have a mammogram. I was surprisingly not all that freaked out about it, although I was nervous this morning. The place I had it done was spectacular! They were fast and friendly. But not TOO friendly, because that would have felt weird since I didn't have on a shirt or bra the whole time I was there.
I had an ultrasound done first, because of my age. I was by far the youngest person there, and it felt odd because many of the old ladies seemed to assume that there was probably something wrong with me, and then I started wondering if there was too.
They didn't really see anything, so then I had a mammogram too. (Double fun!)
It wasn't too bad, but unfortunately, the lump/spot is near my armpit (hate that word) area, so it was a bit of an uncomfortable position, and now that side is achy from too much squishing.
\he showed the doctor the pictures and he wanted more. I started to get a little worried then, but I guess he just wanted a better look. So, I really had 2 mammograms and an ultrasound today. After she showed him the second set, she said I could go home and was "all good." So... I'm assuming that means I don't have anything to freak out about, but since I was in the waiting room I didn't really want to ask for clarification. I assume I'll get a phone call either way, but for now I'm firmly in a non-worried state.
* Remember those headaches I complained about awhile back? They are still hanging around, but they aren't as bad. But, I notice I get dizzy if I turn my head too fast, and the last couple of days I have had a few episodes where I suddenly feel short of breath and my heart pounds. They seem random, in that I don't necessarily have to be doing something strenuous, or be nervous about something. It's weird. And really scary.
I tried to get D to call the doctor and make me an appointment while I was getting the mammogram this morning, but he didn't do it. Gah.
I'm going to call today - I swear.
* Last week at my OB/GYN appointment, I mentioned a spot that's been bothering me and she thought I should have a mammogram. I was surprisingly not all that freaked out about it, although I was nervous this morning. The place I had it done was spectacular! They were fast and friendly. But not TOO friendly, because that would have felt weird since I didn't have on a shirt or bra the whole time I was there.
I had an ultrasound done first, because of my age. I was by far the youngest person there, and it felt odd because many of the old ladies seemed to assume that there was probably something wrong with me, and then I started wondering if there was too.
They didn't really see anything, so then I had a mammogram too. (Double fun!)
It wasn't too bad, but unfortunately, the lump/spot is near my armpit (hate that word) area, so it was a bit of an uncomfortable position, and now that side is achy from too much squishing.
\he showed the doctor the pictures and he wanted more. I started to get a little worried then, but I guess he just wanted a better look. So, I really had 2 mammograms and an ultrasound today. After she showed him the second set, she said I could go home and was "all good." So... I'm assuming that means I don't have anything to freak out about, but since I was in the waiting room I didn't really want to ask for clarification. I assume I'll get a phone call either way, but for now I'm firmly in a non-worried state.
* Remember those headaches I complained about awhile back? They are still hanging around, but they aren't as bad. But, I notice I get dizzy if I turn my head too fast, and the last couple of days I have had a few episodes where I suddenly feel short of breath and my heart pounds. They seem random, in that I don't necessarily have to be doing something strenuous, or be nervous about something. It's weird. And really scary.
I tried to get D to call the doctor and make me an appointment while I was getting the mammogram this morning, but he didn't do it. Gah.
I'm going to call today - I swear.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Raincloud, 30, surgery & "swimming"
I have been walking around with a raincloud over my head for months now, and it's starting to really get to me. I don't know why I can't shake this funk that I'm in but everything just seems too much to handle.
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Every day for weeks I've had either a horrible headache or frustrating nausea or indigestion. I can't pinpoint the reason for the headaches, although I've always been prone to them. The headaches have actually been going on since late May, so quite awhile. The nausea is fairly new. It started about 3 weeks ago and although I absolutely knew that I COULD NOT BE pregnant, I took a pregnancy test anyway (3) because I felt just like I do in early pregnancy. (Negative x 3, thank gawd.) Now, I've noticed that I feel sick anytime I eat tomatoes, avocados give me a headache and make me itch and sugar makes me feel yucky. I am starting to feel like my mother, who cannot eat anything because it "doesn't agree with her." *sigh*
It sucks to never really feel good. I'm not SICK, I just don't feel GOOD.
I keep thinking it's just because I need to lose weight but that has also been wildly unsuccessful for the past 2 weeks. I know, I know, I KNOW that I should just suck it up and find a doctor and go for a check up but it is so much easier said than done. I should make this my 30th birthday present to myself.
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d has had 4 loose teeth for MONTHS. How long does it take those suckers to finally fall out?!
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There are 2 days of swimming lessons left. d and O had to miss today because they had their yearly check up. (yes, I make my kids go all the time even though I am too chicken to go myself.)
d is doing all sorts of things in the water. He can do the back stroke, breast stroke and side stroke (um... I can't even do that.) and he can dive under for rings, although he doesn't like the water in his face that much.
O is just as scared as day 1, and was extremely thrilled to miss his lesson today. In fact, even though he had to get a couple of the 4 year old shots, he seemed to think it was an acceptable trade off.
C is brave in the water, and willing to do what the instructor asks him, but he is not a good swimmer. He just really kind of stinks at it. Granted, he's only 3, but it doesn't seem to come naturally to him in the least. It's really rather comical. (Sorry, Future C, if you are reading this. However, it is true that at 3 you stunk at swimming. Don't worry, I'm quite certain you get a lot better.)
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Miss L's surgery is Friday. Agh.
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Are you on Pinterest? If you're not, you definitely should be!
Every day for weeks I've had either a horrible headache or frustrating nausea or indigestion. I can't pinpoint the reason for the headaches, although I've always been prone to them. The headaches have actually been going on since late May, so quite awhile. The nausea is fairly new. It started about 3 weeks ago and although I absolutely knew that I COULD NOT BE pregnant, I took a pregnancy test anyway (3) because I felt just like I do in early pregnancy. (Negative x 3, thank gawd.) Now, I've noticed that I feel sick anytime I eat tomatoes, avocados give me a headache and make me itch and sugar makes me feel yucky. I am starting to feel like my mother, who cannot eat anything because it "doesn't agree with her." *sigh*
It sucks to never really feel good. I'm not SICK, I just don't feel GOOD.
I keep thinking it's just because I need to lose weight but that has also been wildly unsuccessful for the past 2 weeks. I know, I know, I KNOW that I should just suck it up and find a doctor and go for a check up but it is so much easier said than done. I should make this my 30th birthday present to myself.
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d has had 4 loose teeth for MONTHS. How long does it take those suckers to finally fall out?!
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There are 2 days of swimming lessons left. d and O had to miss today because they had their yearly check up. (yes, I make my kids go all the time even though I am too chicken to go myself.)
d is doing all sorts of things in the water. He can do the back stroke, breast stroke and side stroke (um... I can't even do that.) and he can dive under for rings, although he doesn't like the water in his face that much.
O is just as scared as day 1, and was extremely thrilled to miss his lesson today. In fact, even though he had to get a couple of the 4 year old shots, he seemed to think it was an acceptable trade off.
C is brave in the water, and willing to do what the instructor asks him, but he is not a good swimmer. He just really kind of stinks at it. Granted, he's only 3, but it doesn't seem to come naturally to him in the least. It's really rather comical. (Sorry, Future C, if you are reading this. However, it is true that at 3 you stunk at swimming. Don't worry, I'm quite certain you get a lot better.)
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Miss L's surgery is Friday. Agh.
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Are you on Pinterest? If you're not, you definitely should be!
Thursday, April 07, 2011
static
My allergies are acting up so bad, you guys. My eyes are so itchy that I can hardly wear contacts, and they are filmy - making it hard to drive - and my head pounds, and my nose runs, and the sneezing! And my ears... urgh. You guys, my ears are so. freaking. itchy. It's weird. And they must have fluid (?) in them because when I swallow or hiccup, or whatever, I can hear like... static in there.
I've tried 3 different allergy meds and the first one made me very dizzy, and since I have to drive children around in my car every day, that seemed like a loser.
The second one made me super drowsy and barely able to stay awake even while standing, so again... loser.
Today I took clar*tin and I'm feeling a little weird, but it's early yet, so hopefully this one will be a winner.
If you have maddening seasonal allergies, what do you take? Is there anything else I can try besides OTC meds?
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The paint still looks like chip-less, mint chocolate chip ice cream.
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On March 21st, both C and Miss L were diagnosed with ear infections and they STILL have them. C is now on his 2nd prescription, L on her 3rd and I realize that things could be far worse, but I'm about done with antibiotics - OK? (Um, not to mention the co-pays. And the actual doctor visits with children in tow.)
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The hairy cat has now had 2 showers. This is about as fun as it sounds. Luckily we have a shower with a solid door and a shower head with a long hose, so the cat goes in, the door shuts, and I get a step ladder and shower the cat over the top. This way, I don't get torn to shreds and the cat... well, he still hates it, but it's over quickly. I guess next time he wants to escape in the pouring rain and get absolutely covered in mud, he will think twice about the consequences. (No, he won't. He's a cat.)
I've tried 3 different allergy meds and the first one made me very dizzy, and since I have to drive children around in my car every day, that seemed like a loser.
The second one made me super drowsy and barely able to stay awake even while standing, so again... loser.
Today I took clar*tin and I'm feeling a little weird, but it's early yet, so hopefully this one will be a winner.
If you have maddening seasonal allergies, what do you take? Is there anything else I can try besides OTC meds?
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The paint still looks like chip-less, mint chocolate chip ice cream.
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On March 21st, both C and Miss L were diagnosed with ear infections and they STILL have them. C is now on his 2nd prescription, L on her 3rd and I realize that things could be far worse, but I'm about done with antibiotics - OK? (Um, not to mention the co-pays. And the actual doctor visits with children in tow.)
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The hairy cat has now had 2 showers. This is about as fun as it sounds. Luckily we have a shower with a solid door and a shower head with a long hose, so the cat goes in, the door shuts, and I get a step ladder and shower the cat over the top. This way, I don't get torn to shreds and the cat... well, he still hates it, but it's over quickly. I guess next time he wants to escape in the pouring rain and get absolutely covered in mud, he will think twice about the consequences. (No, he won't. He's a cat.)
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
Eh...
The paint has been put on 2 of the bigger walls and I'm still eh about it. I sort of hoped it would be the color of post titles on this blog, but it's more like mint chocolate chip ice cream, without the chips. I am fairly certain I'm going to tire of it, but I'm still finishing and it will probably stay up for a good bit until I feel like changing it again. I don't hate it and D likes it and we already bought it so... it stays for now.
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While I was painting yesterday afternoon, a tree fell in the wildlife reserve behind our house and smashed part of our fence. It was a VERY tall tree, but not so wide, so it only smashed a small portion of the fence. It only came a few feet from hitting the house, and the master bathroom, where I had just been painting. Yikes.
When I took d to school this morning I noticed several other large branches and signs knocked down, and we only live a mile from the school, door to door. Crazy weather day.
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A few weeks ago, Poor Miss L and C both got a cold at the same time, which led to an ear/eye infection. They were both on antibiotics for 10 days. Last week, Miss L had another appt and the infection was still not cleared up, so she's on round 2 of antibiotics. C woke up today with a goopy eye and sometimes he says his ear hurts. (he's 2, he can't be trusted) SO... I guess we're headed to the doctor tomorrow if he isn't cleared up. (Is it bad I'm waiting for tomorrow when half the kids will be in school before I take him?)
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I finally got brave enough to call and make an appointment with a new vet - something I've been putting off for about 6 months. So, the dog, 2 fat cats, Miss L, and I, are going to the vet on Friday. That should be fun, right? (I'm also wondering how I'm going to get my 2 fat cats into one cat carrier... hmm.)
So, fence, storms, doctor, vet, paint. That's my week in a nutshell. What an exciting life I lead.
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While I was painting yesterday afternoon, a tree fell in the wildlife reserve behind our house and smashed part of our fence. It was a VERY tall tree, but not so wide, so it only smashed a small portion of the fence. It only came a few feet from hitting the house, and the master bathroom, where I had just been painting. Yikes.
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| Penny was determined to protect me from that tree when I went out to take a picture. |
When I took d to school this morning I noticed several other large branches and signs knocked down, and we only live a mile from the school, door to door. Crazy weather day.
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A few weeks ago, Poor Miss L and C both got a cold at the same time, which led to an ear/eye infection. They were both on antibiotics for 10 days. Last week, Miss L had another appt and the infection was still not cleared up, so she's on round 2 of antibiotics. C woke up today with a goopy eye and sometimes he says his ear hurts. (he's 2, he can't be trusted) SO... I guess we're headed to the doctor tomorrow if he isn't cleared up. (Is it bad I'm waiting for tomorrow when half the kids will be in school before I take him?)
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I finally got brave enough to call and make an appointment with a new vet - something I've been putting off for about 6 months. So, the dog, 2 fat cats, Miss L, and I, are going to the vet on Friday. That should be fun, right? (I'm also wondering how I'm going to get my 2 fat cats into one cat carrier... hmm.)
So, fence, storms, doctor, vet, paint. That's my week in a nutshell. What an exciting life I lead.
Monday, December 13, 2010
The Good, The Bad, and The Vomit
Our plan, as of a few days ago, was to drive 500ish miles to see my family the day after Christmas. Then, 2 or 3 days later we would drive 700ish miles to D's family and THEN 3 or so days after that, we would drive 1000ish miles home. Doesn't that sound crazy FUN?!
That is no longer our plan. That's the good part of the news (although I am disappointed we won't see family, the drive was going to be torturous). The bad news is the reason we canceled the trip. L had her *cortisol levels re-drawn on Friday morning and Friday evening the pediatrician called us with unexpected news. Instead of her level going up to normal (it had been 6.4 and 8 is the lowest normal value) it had gone down to 5.3. He was surprised, and so were we.
Right now, I'm not sure what's next. We will hear more later this week.
We canceled the travel because he said that if she gets ill (not just a cold, but fever, vomiting, etc) while we are traveling, that she needs to be seen at a Pediatric ER fairly immediately and if we were confident in the care she would receive than he was fine with us going.
My family and my inlaws live in rural areas. No Pediatric ER closer than about an hour, and that doesn't even take the 4 days of driving into consideration. It would be next to impossible to feel confident in the care she would receive in a situation with so many unknowns. Plus, my anxiety would be through the roof, I'm sure.
So, D & I agreed that it's not in her best interest.
(*Cortisol is a stress hormone. Hers was initially low because of the long term steroids she was on for her hemangioma, although she has been off steroids since the week before Easter. Her immune system is compromised because of this.)
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I got completely drunk off 4 (or 6?) glasses of wine on Saturday at D's rugby party. I can't remember the last time I had more than one or maybe 2 glasses, plus, I'd barely eaten all day since I was "saving up."
I danced like a fool on the dance floor and probably embarrassed myself. My ribs and hips are sore today and I finally figured out it was from the dancing. I wonder if the calories from the wine are offset by the calories burned from dancing?
To think, I almost didn't go because I woke up with such a terrible cold on Saturday morning. I thought I might regret it - since I had been looking forward to it for so long - so I did go and I'm glad. D had to drag me home because I didn't want to leave. I guess I needed the fun/stress relief.
He won the "best back" award for the 3rd time. (In rugby there are back players and pack players.) I think I'd feel less guilty about (sometimes) wanting him to quit if he sucked. ha
Plus, then there would be no more crazy Christmas parties, right? That would not be good.
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C woke up this morning with vomit on him. That was not cool, but he's had an awful cough so I thought maybe he gagged. Until he proceeded to throw up a few more times. *sigh* He hasn't moved off the couch since about 7AM. For a child we call "Taz" and "The Destroyer" that is not a good sign.
I was Clorox wiping and sanitizing everything and when I came back Miss L had C's cup. IN HER MOUTH. Agh!
We've all been sick, off and on, since oh, about... October. I guess that's probably not going to end for a couple more months.
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My mom's group also had their holiday party this week and it was a lot of fun! Two holiday parties in one week! Want to see what I wore?
That is no longer our plan. That's the good part of the news (although I am disappointed we won't see family, the drive was going to be torturous). The bad news is the reason we canceled the trip. L had her *cortisol levels re-drawn on Friday morning and Friday evening the pediatrician called us with unexpected news. Instead of her level going up to normal (it had been 6.4 and 8 is the lowest normal value) it had gone down to 5.3. He was surprised, and so were we.
Right now, I'm not sure what's next. We will hear more later this week.
We canceled the travel because he said that if she gets ill (not just a cold, but fever, vomiting, etc) while we are traveling, that she needs to be seen at a Pediatric ER fairly immediately and if we were confident in the care she would receive than he was fine with us going.
My family and my inlaws live in rural areas. No Pediatric ER closer than about an hour, and that doesn't even take the 4 days of driving into consideration. It would be next to impossible to feel confident in the care she would receive in a situation with so many unknowns. Plus, my anxiety would be through the roof, I'm sure.
So, D & I agreed that it's not in her best interest.
(*Cortisol is a stress hormone. Hers was initially low because of the long term steroids she was on for her hemangioma, although she has been off steroids since the week before Easter. Her immune system is compromised because of this.)
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I got completely drunk off 4 (or 6?) glasses of wine on Saturday at D's rugby party. I can't remember the last time I had more than one or maybe 2 glasses, plus, I'd barely eaten all day since I was "saving up."
I danced like a fool on the dance floor and probably embarrassed myself. My ribs and hips are sore today and I finally figured out it was from the dancing. I wonder if the calories from the wine are offset by the calories burned from dancing?
To think, I almost didn't go because I woke up with such a terrible cold on Saturday morning. I thought I might regret it - since I had been looking forward to it for so long - so I did go and I'm glad. D had to drag me home because I didn't want to leave. I guess I needed the fun/stress relief.
He won the "best back" award for the 3rd time. (In rugby there are back players and pack players.) I think I'd feel less guilty about (sometimes) wanting him to quit if he sucked. ha
Plus, then there would be no more crazy Christmas parties, right? That would not be good.
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C woke up this morning with vomit on him. That was not cool, but he's had an awful cough so I thought maybe he gagged. Until he proceeded to throw up a few more times. *sigh* He hasn't moved off the couch since about 7AM. For a child we call "Taz" and "The Destroyer" that is not a good sign.
I was Clorox wiping and sanitizing everything and when I came back Miss L had C's cup. IN HER MOUTH. Agh!
We've all been sick, off and on, since oh, about... October. I guess that's probably not going to end for a couple more months.
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My mom's group also had their holiday party this week and it was a lot of fun! Two holiday parties in one week! Want to see what I wore?
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| Mom's holiday party dress with shawl and new heels. |
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| Rugby party - established players wore tacky sweaters - and I wore my shawl over the dress again. It was cold and rainy that night! |
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| Flats this time, since D & I are the same height. ;) (and I like buying new shoes.) |
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
NOW I remember
Now I remember why, when I have a newborn, my marriage seems like a failure, my kids seem like the worst on the planet and I feel like a screw up. LACK OF SLEEP.
C has croup, and Saturday night he slept with us. Or, didn't sleep. I barely got a few hours and Sunday was miserable. He seemed a little better but I was reminded quite quickly why lack of sleep is actually a form of torture. And that was only ONE night.
Granted, I've been having pregnancy insomnia and all around poor sleep, but it came rushing back to me. Cumulative sleep loss is so damaging to a person.
D & I were at each other's throats all day. Lucky that any of us survived...
When the baby is here and my life seems like it's falling down around my ears I'm going to remind myself of this post.
Long story short, lack of sleep = crazy making. Just in case you forgot for a second, like I must have...
C has croup, and Saturday night he slept with us. Or, didn't sleep. I barely got a few hours and Sunday was miserable. He seemed a little better but I was reminded quite quickly why lack of sleep is actually a form of torture. And that was only ONE night.
Granted, I've been having pregnancy insomnia and all around poor sleep, but it came rushing back to me. Cumulative sleep loss is so damaging to a person.
D & I were at each other's throats all day. Lucky that any of us survived...
When the baby is here and my life seems like it's falling down around my ears I'm going to remind myself of this post.
Long story short, lack of sleep = crazy making. Just in case you forgot for a second, like I must have...
Thursday, April 23, 2009
The "screw it" list
Sorry, I just can't bring myself to say (or type) the F word. Call me a child, but it is what it is. Copying Semi-Desperate Housewife today.
I've had a junky week so far, I'm sick on top of morning sickness, the kids are crabby as can be and finding new! and fun! ways to get on my last nerve.
It seems like a good day for a "screw it" list. Basically, ten things you couldn't care less about doing before you die.
1 - Sky dive, bungee jump, ride roller coasters or anything daring or remotely scary.
I am a wuss. I hate these kinds of things and do NOT care for getting a thrill out of risking my life.
2 - Move again.
I hate moving. The sorting, throwing out, packing up, doing without, unpacking, losing something that you KNOW you packed SOMEWHERE and need RIGHT NOW! When we chose this house, it was with the intention that we would never have to move again. Will that happen? I don't know, but we're going to try.
3 - Be famous.
I have absolutely NO desire to be famous. I would hate people always watching me, stalking me, looking at me! I can't even open presents in front of people without getting uncomfortable, so being famous would be a nightmare.
4 - Be a green thumb.
I love beautiful yards. I love having a garden for what it produces. I love flowers.
I hate weeding. I hate planting. I don't even like dirt. I don't like the compost pile either, I just do it because it's good for the environment and it's great fertilizer. If I could hire someone to make our yard and garden and flower beds beautiful - I would. Providing they would get down on their hands and knees and pull weeds and no use chemicals. I don't mind weeds in the grass, as long as they're green and cut. I can't tell grass from weeds anyway. I've killed countless plants in my day anyway, so I doubt that I could become a green thumb, IF I even wanted to. (I don't. )
5 - Be a size 6.
I'll settle for a 10.
6 - Home school.
I think homeschooling is GREAT. I teach my kids at home now. I'm a former teacher, for goodness sake! However, I don't want to be solely responsible for their education for the rest of their childhood. I don't even know how I could balance the little kids needs with teaching the older ones. I've thought about this a lot lately because I think that the kids would get a FAB education this way, but... I really don't want to.
7 - Be a super girly girl.
I like the occasional pedicure, and I like to feel like I look good. However, I am not the kind of girl who likes to be dressed to the nines with perfect hair and manicured nails and spike heels.
Cute sandals and a nice top with capri pants is more my style.
8 - Travel.
Actually, I do want to travel; kind of. I like the idea of traveling, but in practice? It always turns out wrong. There are mishaps, way too many expenses, children who won't sleep, eat or do anything that proves you are a decent parent, and just general travel headaches. Maybe when we retire. Or when the last child moves out.
Let's see... I'll be 28 when LastBaby is born, so that would make me 46 when they (hopefully!) graduate high school and go off to college. Plenty of time to travel. (later.)
9 - Go back to work.
I guess I will want to do this someday. Except I don't know what I want to do or have any ambition at all right now. The thought of interviews, work clothes and performance reviews? No thanks.
10 - Be a sports nut.
I have never liked sports. Any of them. Despite trying to play basketball, soccer, and softball, I just don't care about sports at ALL.
(Bad luck for me that I married someone who loves them and now have 3 boys who seem to follow in his footsteps, huh?) I can stand rugby, but only because D plays it. If he's not playing - I'm not watching. I'm hoping that this will get me through the next 18 years of watching sports that my kids want to play. In fact, I've been signing d up for soccer this morning so it's already starting.
I've had a junky week so far, I'm sick on top of morning sickness, the kids are crabby as can be and finding new! and fun! ways to get on my last nerve.
It seems like a good day for a "screw it" list. Basically, ten things you couldn't care less about doing before you die.
1 - Sky dive, bungee jump, ride roller coasters or anything daring or remotely scary.
I am a wuss. I hate these kinds of things and do NOT care for getting a thrill out of risking my life.
2 - Move again.
I hate moving. The sorting, throwing out, packing up, doing without, unpacking, losing something that you KNOW you packed SOMEWHERE and need RIGHT NOW! When we chose this house, it was with the intention that we would never have to move again. Will that happen? I don't know, but we're going to try.
3 - Be famous.
I have absolutely NO desire to be famous. I would hate people always watching me, stalking me, looking at me! I can't even open presents in front of people without getting uncomfortable, so being famous would be a nightmare.
4 - Be a green thumb.
I love beautiful yards. I love having a garden for what it produces. I love flowers.
I hate weeding. I hate planting. I don't even like dirt. I don't like the compost pile either, I just do it because it's good for the environment and it's great fertilizer. If I could hire someone to make our yard and garden and flower beds beautiful - I would. Providing they would get down on their hands and knees and pull weeds and no use chemicals. I don't mind weeds in the grass, as long as they're green and cut. I can't tell grass from weeds anyway. I've killed countless plants in my day anyway, so I doubt that I could become a green thumb, IF I even wanted to. (I don't. )
5 - Be a size 6.
I'll settle for a 10.
6 - Home school.
I think homeschooling is GREAT. I teach my kids at home now. I'm a former teacher, for goodness sake! However, I don't want to be solely responsible for their education for the rest of their childhood. I don't even know how I could balance the little kids needs with teaching the older ones. I've thought about this a lot lately because I think that the kids would get a FAB education this way, but... I really don't want to.
7 - Be a super girly girl.
I like the occasional pedicure, and I like to feel like I look good. However, I am not the kind of girl who likes to be dressed to the nines with perfect hair and manicured nails and spike heels.
Cute sandals and a nice top with capri pants is more my style.
8 - Travel.
Actually, I do want to travel; kind of. I like the idea of traveling, but in practice? It always turns out wrong. There are mishaps, way too many expenses, children who won't sleep, eat or do anything that proves you are a decent parent, and just general travel headaches. Maybe when we retire. Or when the last child moves out.
Let's see... I'll be 28 when LastBaby is born, so that would make me 46 when they (hopefully!) graduate high school and go off to college. Plenty of time to travel. (later.)
9 - Go back to work.
I guess I will want to do this someday. Except I don't know what I want to do or have any ambition at all right now. The thought of interviews, work clothes and performance reviews? No thanks.
10 - Be a sports nut.
I have never liked sports. Any of them. Despite trying to play basketball, soccer, and softball, I just don't care about sports at ALL.
(Bad luck for me that I married someone who loves them and now have 3 boys who seem to follow in his footsteps, huh?) I can stand rugby, but only because D plays it. If he's not playing - I'm not watching. I'm hoping that this will get me through the next 18 years of watching sports that my kids want to play. In fact, I've been signing d up for soccer this morning so it's already starting.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Spring & random updates
It's been a bad winter. d started preschool in late November and immediately, all 3 kids got croup. d got over his, but both O and C needed steroids. They then proceeded to catch every virus under the sun all winter long. There hasn't been a stretch of more than a week or two ALL WINTER where everyone was well.
We've battled croup, pink eye, numerous ear infections, common viruses, and now - the flu.
On Easter Sunday d got sick and in the next few days that followed, the other boys caught it too. Then D caught it. Then I got it.
We're all slowly getting over it, but not before another couple ear infections! Wheeee!!
I'm guessing we should have put a little extra money in our health care spending account this year.
BUT! Spring is here! Doesn't that mean that we won't get sick any more?! Please, pretty please!!
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Remember that MP3 player I got? It stopped working after ONE WEEK. Sheesh. I sent it back so hopefully a replacement is on it's way to me now.
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I got a new camera!! Our old one was still working, but some of the settings weren't focusing properly and the mic on the video part didn't pick up sound very well anymore.
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We haven't had over night visitors since Christmas and none of my D's family since June. May will be a busy month. My in laws are coming the first weekend in May.
Best of all, my sisters (in law) and my brothers in law will be coming a couple of weeks later! I'm so excited!
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Last time I was at Target, I picked up several of those teeny pots with seeds. We planted basil, tomatoes, zinnias and sunflowers and most of them have already sprouted! The kids thought it was great fun to mix the dirt and seeds too. I'll post pictures when I learn how to use to my new camera.
We've battled croup, pink eye, numerous ear infections, common viruses, and now - the flu.
On Easter Sunday d got sick and in the next few days that followed, the other boys caught it too. Then D caught it. Then I got it.
We're all slowly getting over it, but not before another couple ear infections! Wheeee!!
I'm guessing we should have put a little extra money in our health care spending account this year.
BUT! Spring is here! Doesn't that mean that we won't get sick any more?! Please, pretty please!!
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Remember that MP3 player I got? It stopped working after ONE WEEK. Sheesh. I sent it back so hopefully a replacement is on it's way to me now.
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I got a new camera!! Our old one was still working, but some of the settings weren't focusing properly and the mic on the video part didn't pick up sound very well anymore.
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We haven't had over night visitors since Christmas and none of my D's family since June. May will be a busy month. My in laws are coming the first weekend in May.
Best of all, my sisters (in law) and my brothers in law will be coming a couple of weeks later! I'm so excited!
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Last time I was at Target, I picked up several of those teeny pots with seeds. We planted basil, tomatoes, zinnias and sunflowers and most of them have already sprouted! The kids thought it was great fun to mix the dirt and seeds too. I'll post pictures when I learn how to use to my new camera.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Really?
Is it only Wednesday? Really? I think we need some Dear John letters today.
Dear Doctor,
Shouldn't a 24 hour virus only last, oh, about... 24 hours? Why then, is the baby still sick and miserable over 72 hours later?
I wonder if I should go in again and expose the baby to lethal sick room germs and waste another $15 co-pay or if I should just wait it out. I wish you had been more help on Monday, cause now it's Wednesday and things have not gotten better.
Sincerely,
Frustrated Parent
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Dear Baby C,
You poor little man. Over 72 hours of fever, coughing and sniffles and 4 teeth pushing through your sore gums. You have every right to be whiny and demanding, but for the love of all things holy; please get well soon.
I realize you have no control over this situation. Neither do I.
Love,
Your frazzled mama
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Dear Dog,
Stop shedding. It's winter!
Love,
I hate vacuuming
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Dear Husband,
I miss you. I know you are busy, but after you come home from a long day at work and I am frazzled beyond recognition, and possibly using an unpleasing tone; do not ask me, "What are YOU so stressed about?"
This is not a good plan.
Love,
Seeing Red
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Dear Wii Fit,
Please stop making my Mii so chubby.
Love,
Working on it
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Dear Grocery Store,
Please start offering home delivery, k?
Thx,
Housebound, and need food
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Dear Bed,
I miss you.
Love,
So tired
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Dear Friday,
Hurry!
Love,
I mean it!
Dear Doctor,
Shouldn't a 24 hour virus only last, oh, about... 24 hours? Why then, is the baby still sick and miserable over 72 hours later?
I wonder if I should go in again and expose the baby to lethal sick room germs and waste another $15 co-pay or if I should just wait it out. I wish you had been more help on Monday, cause now it's Wednesday and things have not gotten better.
Sincerely,
Frustrated Parent
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Dear Baby C,
You poor little man. Over 72 hours of fever, coughing and sniffles and 4 teeth pushing through your sore gums. You have every right to be whiny and demanding, but for the love of all things holy; please get well soon.
I realize you have no control over this situation. Neither do I.
Love,
Your frazzled mama
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Dear Dog,
Stop shedding. It's winter!
Love,
I hate vacuuming
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Dear Husband,
I miss you. I know you are busy, but after you come home from a long day at work and I am frazzled beyond recognition, and possibly using an unpleasing tone; do not ask me, "What are YOU so stressed about?"
This is not a good plan.
Love,
Seeing Red
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Dear Wii Fit,
Please stop making my Mii so chubby.
Love,
Working on it
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Dear Grocery Store,
Please start offering home delivery, k?
Thx,
Housebound, and need food
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Dear Bed,
I miss you.
Love,
So tired
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Dear Friday,
Hurry!
Love,
I mean it!
Saturday, August 02, 2008
Suck
I can't think of a more fitting title.
- The kids have been sick since we've been here. We had to go to a walk-in clinic and get them a prescription for an antibiotic.
- I'm sick now. Going on 3 days of body aches, fever and headache.
- D is leaving for work at 6AM and getting home at 6PM or later.
- O is screaming so much that I'm about to lose my mind. I seriously lost my temper with him earlier. I suck.
- d is bored.
- So much for August and September being NOT rainy season. We've been here 5 days. It's rained 3 times.
- Even on nice days, I don't see the sun. Since I'm grouchy that isn't helping. I keep trying to remind myself that at home it's 95 with 100% humidity and the sun is BEATING down.
- Baby C is crabby too. I don't know if he's picking it up from me or if he's getting sick.
- I'm in a new place with no car (most days) and don't know anyone or where anything is.
- I'm lonely.
I'm writing this on Thursday. Hopefully by the time my travel series is over and I post this I can also post a list of things that don't suck.
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Update as of Saturday:
- I have mono. Yay me. I can't even describe how horrible it is.
We're hoping to do something fun this weekend. So far I just miss home, though there is something to be said for cooler temperatures. Here's to next week being a lot better!
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Day 6: Today sucked
Today sucked. We did a lot of boring driving and there wasn't much to see. The highlight of the day was stopping in a little mountain town (Wallace, Idaho) for pizza and ice cream. The kids were crabby, but have mostly gotten the hang of sleeping in the car.
We made it to Washington today, but there just weren't enough hours to make it all the way to our final destination.
There were far too many bad points, so, a summary:
*d asked to go home 8 times.
*d didn't nap and was SUPER crabby.
*Getting lost on on a backcountry road looking for a motel and gas. (Motel: $250 a night - no thanks. Gas: none. Crap.)
*Gaslight being on for 30+ miles while I freaked about running out of gas in the middle of nowhere.
*Camping, or ATTEMPTING to camp in a furious windstorm. Nightmare!
We literally had the tent tied to a tree and the van and it still seemed that it would blow away with all of us in it. At 11PM I told D to give it up and we agreed we should leave. (1 guess on whose idea camping was.)
We made it to Washington today, but there just weren't enough hours to make it all the way to our final destination.
There were far too many bad points, so, a summary:
*d asked to go home 8 times.
*d didn't nap and was SUPER crabby.
*Getting lost on on a backcountry road looking for a motel and gas. (Motel: $250 a night - no thanks. Gas: none. Crap.)
*Gaslight being on for 30+ miles while I freaked about running out of gas in the middle of nowhere.
*Camping, or ATTEMPTING to camp in a furious windstorm. Nightmare!
We literally had the tent tied to a tree and the van and it still seemed that it would blow away with all of us in it. At 11PM I told D to give it up and we agreed we should leave. (1 guess on whose idea camping was.)
The only motel with vacancy was an hour away. It was a fancy and super cute B&B. It was almost sickenly cute. Not for kids so much, but we stayed anyway. All of the old people there just looooved the screaming and tantrums at breakfast. *sigh*
Now Baby C has a fever. Normally, I'd be calm about this, but being across the country with no pediatrician makes me panic.
Tomorrow we get there! Praise!
Day 6 summary:
Miles: 597
Times I wished for home: 7
Good:
Pizza and ice cream.
A jacuzzi tub at B&B.
Bad:
Almost everything else.
Stress level:
Low to VERY! HIGH!
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Sick again
What is it with this winter? I just can't seem to stay well. This time it's the flu. Head pounding, body aching, I want to die, flu.
I have turned a corner though, and today the body aches and exploding head are gone! I've lost 5 pounds since Sunday, which makes me worried for baby boy, but as D kindly pointed out - I have stores. *ahem*
I still have no appetite, but did manage to choke down some cereal this morning.
D didn't take off work this time to "help" with the kids. I was fine with that, though it would have been nice, especially yesterday when I felt like dying.
He has rugby practice on Tuesdays and Thursdays and games on Saturday. He assured me he'd be home by 4:45 yesterday but didn't show up till closer to 5:30. (He's chronically late so that was no surprise.) I retreated wearily to bed, hopeful that he would have enough sense to take over care of the kidlets and skip practice.
No such luck for me. At 6 he asked me if I could get the kids to bed by myself and when I asked why he informed me he was going to rugby. I feebly argued for a moment but honestly I was so sick that I didn't even have the strength tohurl the phone at his head fight with him. So he went.
The kids went to bed early because they can't tell time and then I went to bed. D slept in the guest room. (Not because we were fighting, but because he doesn't want to get the flu.)
I felt well enough to get mad at him this morning. heh
His response was that this weekend is an important game and it will probably rain Thursday so he won't get to go to practice then.
MY response was that I'm 6.5 months pregnant and sick with the flu and taking care of two small kids all day by myself.
Things like this just floor me every time. What an idiot. I have no idea how to get through to him.
One day I know that he's going to realize how screwed up his priorities are but will that day come soon enough? Before I strangle* him, that is?
*no, I won't actually strangle him. Of course.
I have turned a corner though, and today the body aches and exploding head are gone! I've lost 5 pounds since Sunday, which makes me worried for baby boy, but as D kindly pointed out - I have stores. *ahem*
I still have no appetite, but did manage to choke down some cereal this morning.
D didn't take off work this time to "help" with the kids. I was fine with that, though it would have been nice, especially yesterday when I felt like dying.
He has rugby practice on Tuesdays and Thursdays and games on Saturday. He assured me he'd be home by 4:45 yesterday but didn't show up till closer to 5:30. (He's chronically late so that was no surprise.) I retreated wearily to bed, hopeful that he would have enough sense to take over care of the kidlets and skip practice.
No such luck for me. At 6 he asked me if I could get the kids to bed by myself and when I asked why he informed me he was going to rugby. I feebly argued for a moment but honestly I was so sick that I didn't even have the strength to
The kids went to bed early because they can't tell time and then I went to bed. D slept in the guest room. (Not because we were fighting, but because he doesn't want to get the flu.)
I felt well enough to get mad at him this morning. heh
His response was that this weekend is an important game and it will probably rain Thursday so he won't get to go to practice then.
MY response was that I'm 6.5 months pregnant and sick with the flu and taking care of two small kids all day by myself.
Things like this just floor me every time. What an idiot. I have no idea how to get through to him.
One day I know that he's going to realize how screwed up his priorities are but will that day come soon enough? Before I strangle* him, that is?
*no, I won't actually strangle him. Of course.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Excuse the absence
I was busy throwing up till I couldn't see straight. Excuse my absence from comment sections all over the blogosphere. I tried to catch up, but there were just too many.
I promise I'll be better now that I'm no longer hanging over the toilet.
Is it spring yet?
I promise I'll be better now that I'm no longer hanging over the toilet.
Is it spring yet?
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Gah.
I've refrained from talking about all the shitty stuff that's been happening lately, but I feel like I'm reaching my breaking point today.
Since we've moved it seems like nothing has gone right. Things have broken, water pipes have frozen, services haven't been hooked up like promised (Kn*logy sucks.), and the kids have been sick or crabby, plus we're broke.
Remember way back in December when I said that d & O both had their first ever ear infection and subsequent antibiotics. Well, 10 days later the first round hadn't worked so we went onto a 10 day course of another antibiotic. 6 days later O had a bad reaction and his meds were discounted, per his Dr's orders. d's ears were better but we were told to continue his meds too. We did.
The day we stopped his meds I noticed some unpleasant and then bloody diapers. I was sufficiently freaked out and called the Dr.
Turns out the antibiotics caused him to develop C.Diff, which is a very nasty thing. Also, potentially very serious.
That was the 6 hour ER visit I mentioned a few weeks ago. He was on MORE antibiotics to clear this up for 2 whole weeks. Friday he went off and yesterday the stuff returned.
So, now he's got this nasty stuff again and is on meds for 3 more weeks. I'm terrified that it will return when he goes off again.
I should not have googled C.Diff. It did not ease my mind.
As if that's not bad enough, D has had this weird mystery rash on his arms, fingers and knees for a couple weeks. The Dr couldn't tell him what it was, but thought it was possibly ezcema. We've been treating it as such. It's so weird though, and I'm starting to think our whole family is infested with something strange.
O also has a strange rash, red, raised bumps on his legs and tummy. I'd say carpet burn, but I've never seen carpet burn like this, and he wears clothes so HOW could it get so bad? And all of sudden, the past 2 days, he's bobbing/nodding his head up and down. It seems involuntary and I'm worried now.
He does this numerous times a day and doesn't seem to control it. I'm thinking of calling the ped tomorrow, just to see what they say. I'm very worried about that particular thing, even though it's potentially nothing.
My stress level is through the roof and it doesn't help that we're embarking on rugby season and I did taxes today. My back is hurting so bad from picking up O that I have to lay on a heating pad just to be able to function. I'm not sure how I'll make it to 40 weeks this time.
The straw that broke my weak back is that our dog ran away today. She's been gone for about 7 hours now, and I don't know where she is. Our invisible fence wasn't working today and I forgot and put her outside anyway. I feel absolutely terrible, and it's supposed to be 14 degrees tonight. I hope she comes home, but she's never, ever been gone this long - even when she's gotten out before.
She does have a tag, but with all that's been going on I haven't gotten her a new one yet. It has our old phone number, which is no longer in service. If she doesn't come back tonight I'm going to call the vet and shelter tomorrow and give them our new number so at least we can be reached if someone finds her.
That was probably the whiniest, most incoherent post you'll ever read. I just had to put it all out there somewhere. I've been trudging forward with my head down, one step at a time, but I feel like I'm all worn out.
Good things have got to be around the corner...
Since we've moved it seems like nothing has gone right. Things have broken, water pipes have frozen, services haven't been hooked up like promised (Kn*logy sucks.), and the kids have been sick or crabby, plus we're broke.
Remember way back in December when I said that d & O both had their first ever ear infection and subsequent antibiotics. Well, 10 days later the first round hadn't worked so we went onto a 10 day course of another antibiotic. 6 days later O had a bad reaction and his meds were discounted, per his Dr's orders. d's ears were better but we were told to continue his meds too. We did.
The day we stopped his meds I noticed some unpleasant and then bloody diapers. I was sufficiently freaked out and called the Dr.
Turns out the antibiotics caused him to develop C.Diff, which is a very nasty thing. Also, potentially very serious.
That was the 6 hour ER visit I mentioned a few weeks ago. He was on MORE antibiotics to clear this up for 2 whole weeks. Friday he went off and yesterday the stuff returned.
So, now he's got this nasty stuff again and is on meds for 3 more weeks. I'm terrified that it will return when he goes off again.
I should not have googled C.Diff. It did not ease my mind.
As if that's not bad enough, D has had this weird mystery rash on his arms, fingers and knees for a couple weeks. The Dr couldn't tell him what it was, but thought it was possibly ezcema. We've been treating it as such. It's so weird though, and I'm starting to think our whole family is infested with something strange.
O also has a strange rash, red, raised bumps on his legs and tummy. I'd say carpet burn, but I've never seen carpet burn like this, and he wears clothes so HOW could it get so bad? And all of sudden, the past 2 days, he's bobbing/nodding his head up and down. It seems involuntary and I'm worried now.
He does this numerous times a day and doesn't seem to control it. I'm thinking of calling the ped tomorrow, just to see what they say. I'm very worried about that particular thing, even though it's potentially nothing.
My stress level is through the roof and it doesn't help that we're embarking on rugby season and I did taxes today. My back is hurting so bad from picking up O that I have to lay on a heating pad just to be able to function. I'm not sure how I'll make it to 40 weeks this time.
The straw that broke my weak back is that our dog ran away today. She's been gone for about 7 hours now, and I don't know where she is. Our invisible fence wasn't working today and I forgot and put her outside anyway. I feel absolutely terrible, and it's supposed to be 14 degrees tonight. I hope she comes home, but she's never, ever been gone this long - even when she's gotten out before.
She does have a tag, but with all that's been going on I haven't gotten her a new one yet. It has our old phone number, which is no longer in service. If she doesn't come back tonight I'm going to call the vet and shelter tomorrow and give them our new number so at least we can be reached if someone finds her.
That was probably the whiniest, most incoherent post you'll ever read. I just had to put it all out there somewhere. I've been trudging forward with my head down, one step at a time, but I feel like I'm all worn out.
Good things have got to be around the corner...
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Well. That sucked.
I could go into the gory details of our way too busy weekend, but frankly, I'm exhausted.
It was packed with a sick kid with body functions that shouldn't be discussed (ever), a long ass trip to the pediatric ER and a lot of phone conversations to our wonderful pediatrician. Also, some very hard to find meds, which are also probably hard to afford. (which d hates and won't take. Fun!)
Also, there was a trip to bLowe's, which could ruin any weekend, and a deep cleaning - by yours truly - of the old house to get it ready for renters next week. Good times.
There was also a cheesecake bought and mostly eaten. Also by yours truly.
Damn that weigh in tomorrow.
Stay tuned for tomorrow - which is hopefully a much better day. Ultrasound is at 2:40 CST, which probably means more like 5pm, depending on the wait.
It was packed with a sick kid with body functions that shouldn't be discussed (ever), a long ass trip to the pediatric ER and a lot of phone conversations to our wonderful pediatrician. Also, some very hard to find meds, which are also probably hard to afford. (which d hates and won't take. Fun!)
Also, there was a trip to bLowe's, which could ruin any weekend, and a deep cleaning - by yours truly - of the old house to get it ready for renters next week. Good times.
There was also a cheesecake bought and mostly eaten. Also by yours truly.
Damn that weigh in tomorrow.
Stay tuned for tomorrow - which is hopefully a much better day. Ultrasound is at 2:40 CST, which probably means more like 5pm, depending on the wait.
Friday, January 04, 2008
Baby!
My sister called yesterday to tell me that she's pregnant! She's due, she thinks, in late August sometime.
They have 2 daughters, 5 and 3, and their youngest is 10 weeks older than Dane. It dawned on me that I will have had 3 babies in the time between their 3 year old and their new baby.
Crazy!
Congrats to them!
Now, I must go because both of my boys are sick. gah!
They have 2 daughters, 5 and 3, and their youngest is 10 weeks older than Dane. It dawned on me that I will have had 3 babies in the time between their 3 year old and their new baby.
Crazy!
Congrats to them!
Now, I must go because both of my boys are sick. gah!
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