Friday update

I gave in and went to see my dr yesterday. Sick of feeling crummy. She listened to me complain and then basically wanted me to wait it out another week. That didn't fly well. She talked about the fact that normally they would give me an anti-inflammatory drug, but because of my blood thinner, I can't take it. So the next thought was Vicodin. Oh wait, except that I have two kids who don't really want to hang out with their drugged out mommy. I asked the dr what next... she said steroids, but they have bad side effects. Like what? Increased appetite. (so...?) Hyper activity, too energetic. Are you for real, lady? Sign me up! I convinced her to give me the shot yesterday and then give me the pill prescription for the next few days. Woke up this morning and was definitely less sore. Though I had a headache that was bad, but I think that was because of my over salty bbq dinner last night. Took some excedrin, had a banana, and am getting about my day. I am hopeful about my day once again. My headache is gone, and I'm starving, and watching bobby Flay do a blueberry pancake throwdown. Yum!

stitches out, still not better

It's Thursday. i'm going to see a dr at 1045 today. My legs and feet are still swollen, my hands go to sleep while I'm sleeping, which the tingling wakes me up. oh and the rash is back on my legs. Something is really not right. I'm supposed to be on summer vacation and haven't enjoyed it one bit yet. Today is Matthew's last day of school. Then tonight is the Cub Scout graduation. I'm living from two Tyelenol to the next. it's like chain smoking for pain killers. I tried to be happy and optimistic yesterday. Dressed up a bit to make myself feel better. I have stopped wearing the bandaid on my face, during the day, because it feels heavy and bulky - which doesn't make sense to anyone but me I am sure. Every day I wake up feeling hopeful that today will be the day the aches and pains are going away. Then in the shower I noticed the rash back. Not functioning well.

skin cancer free and loose pants

(That's me, trying to be optimistic. but that is where it ends) I had a skin cancer spot on my face removed last week. It has done nothing but stink for the entire past week. Oh, I'm going to complain and whine in this post, so you may want to skip it. I realized as I was hitting the highlights (lowlights?) for a friend of mine this morning, that I was on the verge of tears, so I decided I needed to get it all out. here goes...
Had a growth on the face that got biopsied and found out it was skin cancer and needed to be removed. Honestly, I grossly underestimated what that meant. I've had moles removed before, so figured no big deal. Well, the first 4 stitches start in my upper lip, then continue up to just below my nose. Still, I knew I would have stitches so I thought I was prepared. Stupidly, I said no thank you to the pain meds. Of course, I was still numb when I said that, but luckily found something they gave me after I birthed Brandon, so all was survivable. I couldn't eat. The stitches above my lip were heavily protected but I wasn't supposed to get them wet. Including my lip stitches. Obviously that was impossible, but didn't matter anyways, as even trying to use the right 1/2 of my face was awkward and painful. Had the surgery on Monday. Took off the 1/2" thick bandage on Weds and switched to a regular bandaid. I had bought clear bandaids because I decided that would be less obvious than an Iron Man bandaid in the middle of my face. Let me give you this advice - clear bandaids stick really, really well. Haven't used them since the first time. I found a stack of brown bandaids that I've been using since. Then by Thursday, both of my wrists hurt so bad, I was trying to figure out what i had done to them. The pain was shooting up to one elbow. I wrapped one with an ace bandage, and by the end of the day, my ankles were in pain also. As I limped to bed, I noticed a rash on my legs. Great. I'm having an allergic reaction to the antibiotic. Call the dr Friday morning, as I can barely walk now. They take me off the antibiotic, figuring it's been enough days and the wound looks healthy, so all is good, right? Wrong. I take some benadryl Friday morning to try to get over this reaction, which does what - oh yes, makes me sleepy. Took an hour nap while B watched a movie. I'm figuring that after a day, this will all have passed. I wake up Saturday morning and hobble to the bathroom. I now realize I have lost my ankles and have sausages for toes. Take two benadryls and lay on the couch, feet elevated, all day. All day, for reals. Still can't really eat, now I can't walk either. Did I mention it was beautiful weather? Sunday I put the stop on the benadryl. Would rather be a cripple than a sleepy cripple. Hobble slowly to the baseball game. Realize my fingers are so puffy I can't get my ring off. Wake up today able to walk. Still feel really weak, not eating and living will do that to you. Have a call in to the dr's office now for something to make me feel better. Stitches come out tomorrow. This has really been a much bigger adventure than I anticipated. Darnit.

d'oh!

Just found out that one of the books I donated to the school yard sale is selling on ebay for $200. Lame.

brain dump

I thought unlimited texting actually meant unlimited texting. Nope. Means unlimited texting WITHIN the Verizon network. So now I have to ask people before I text them if they are Verizon. That's what I get for not reading the small print.
Weather.com currently states no rain for thurs-fri-sat. Why is this a GREAT thing? Well because the elementary school's yard sale is this Saturday and I am organizing it. Would be terrific if it were sunny. I will even deal with it if it's cold. Just dry is all I ask.
Exam on this Thursday AND next thursday. I'm completely overwhelmed with things to do this week and next and then the one after that too. I am trying to repeat my mantra - it will all work out - a million times each day now. Less is more.

spring is here!

Let's see... I made Matthew try on all his shorts today. Only two were too small - of course, they were a size 6. So he should be set for summer gear. Two pair of swim trunks, and fortunately, Oakland in the summer is cold, and Maui is going to have to wait several more years, so two pair should work out just fine.
Got a phone call from the pediatrician today. We had matthew allergy tested last week - mostly because of all the sneezing - not because of hives or anything. Her message was hard to understand, but I'm pretty sure she said something about him being allergic to eggs and peanuts. Hmm. I might have to call back on this one. Those are two of his favorite foods. I might be starting to doubt this crazy thing called medical "science".
I picked up a used 4 drawer file cabinet today. Let me just say, I felt like a total wimp. The lady I bought it from was at least in her early 50's, and she was WAY stronger than me. She was up 3 flights of stairs and was gracious enough to stop for me at each landing so I could rest my girl arms. I got in the car totally embarassed.
this week is minimum day week at the elementary school. Who hates parents so much to do something like that? 125 every day. That's not enough time for learning. This state is messed up.
Brandon has recently shot up like a weed. Or rather, his hair is filling back in, and he looks much taller. He's been cracking me up a lot lately. The things he says, I think he's going to entertain his kindergarten teacher this fall.
I have recently decided that we are going to start going organic for chicken. Which then also means eggs, which is unfortunate because we eat a lot of eggs. I might go non organic for Easter. anyhow, I don't normally buy organic meats - haven't caught up with the hype and the price. But then a couple of weeks ago, my microbiology teacher told us WHY you should go organic. The animals (not just chickens, of course) are fed antibiotics so they do not get sick, thus more profit for them. Downfall is that we ingest these antibiotics and if we ingest enough, we can build up a resistance to these antibiotics. The main antibiotic that chickens are given is an antibiotic that humans are given to cure some specific disease. No, I can't remember which one, so don't ask. Now if we are immune to these antibiotics, it means the disease gets to have a party in my body. No thank you. I will start with chicken and eggs, and see how badly it affects my budget. then we'll go from there.
Happy spring everyone!

this is a test...

To see if anyone is reading. I can't believe I haven't rambled on and on for the past six weeks, but we've been busy here. My school, buying the house, trip to Disneyland, basketball, etc etc etc. Anyhow, I found out yesterday I got accepted at Sacramento State College. Not the nursing school, just the university. Here is what I don't get - they notified applicants March 1, online, to let us know whether or not we got in. So great. yay! Except that the nursing school application deadline was March 1. You couldn't apply before you got in. I missed the non existant bulletin where I had to have everything ready in ONE day. I went to the campus last fall to try to find out info about the nursing program. They wouldn't talk to me because I wasn't a student. (Should have turned on a lightbulb there, but no). Literally. The rude woman behind the desk just kept repeating that I needed to apply for the main school first. She wouldn't even give me deadlines or dates or anything. Very rude. So now the trouble is this, among other things, that say I go to Sac State to finish my last few classes for my bachelor's degree, then apply to their nursing school. I might not get into their nursing school. So then what? We would have moved to Elk Grove, Steve would have compromised his income significantly, if not completely, then I have no outlook for the future. UGH. I thought I would be more excited about getting accepted. Nope.